looking back

one year ago today, i posted an april fools' joke about me migrating to the states. in retrospect, i guess i probably shouldn't have done that. not because of the reactions i got (i actually loved the reactions, no offense) but because the aforementioned "fictional" scenario eventually turned into non-fiction. although, i doubt i would've ended up in this spot anyway, april fools' joke or not.

my next week is going to be jam-packed; i'm actually trying to juggle and figure it out. sleepover at jules's house is permanently from the 5th to the 7th in the morning (because of the damned report card distribution). but, i'm supposed to have a "date" with fozzy on the 5th, as it's probably her only free day. on top of all that, i'm scheduled for kumon starting from the 3rd to the 6th, as a desperate attempt to cram as much sessions as possible before i leave.

by next saturday i would probably be so drained. hey... i'm pretty much free on the holy week, with the obvious exceptions of thursday, friday, and saturday. (duh. lalo na sa sabado.)

as for the large-scale despedida plans, i don't know. nothing is being planned at the moment (i mean, i'm not planning anything... anymore) because i'm not really sure of attendance anyway.

we're having a garage sale from today until tomorrow. fun.