Just Another Day In School

Bleh...Never in my life did I expect to experience getting too much computer time. I mean, most of the time spent in the past few days is in front of a computer screen. You see, there's this inter-school competition for Microsoft Powerpoint and I somehow got chosen (The teachers must have been on crack to choose someone like me!!!) to compete. So now I'm being pulled out of classes and spending ages in the computer lab making numerous presentations (actually, I've only made 3). When I get home, I have to ask my classmates about what I've missed using Yahoo Messenger. Again, in front of a computer screen. Honestly, not even in summer vacation did I spend almost 15 hours a day in front of a computer screen.

Here's poem...I'll probably transfer it to my diary once I have some time away from the computer screen...

Oh blue flower, you're a wonderful sight

I'm tired of staring at computers bright

Of typing endlessly in a hurried pace

Against time I so endlessly race

Never did I expect that I would say

That I miss the hassle of school everyday

Of hectic schedules and sleeping in class

Of you blue flower, and the fresh green grass

My Bestfriend in a Land Far Far Away

After all this time, I finally talked with two of my best friend. I guess there are just some people who've become too close to forget. Ciao for now...very busy today.

PS
and one friend finally made her Friendster Account...sana nman magshare sya ng pictures noh?

I Can Only Take So Much...No More

"While broken bones and a crushed body is painful, it is nothing compared to a battered spirit and a sundered will."

I'll make this part quick. I failed. I failed in something that mattered to me so much. Now, I must recover my dignity and start anew, but in *another* field, anywhere but that one. *sigh* And now I plunge myself in the obscenely dull possibility of a future in economy.

Oh destiny, when will you extinguish the stinging brand of ill fortune on this poor soul? (I feel a bit poetic...hehehe) Man, I have such a headache. I'm fairly certain it isn't because of the whiskey I had in school or because I've been using the computer too much (trust me, if my head is aching because of the computer, you won't hear me complaining). There just isn't a single place for me to find privacy (where I am of course, "mercifully free from the opinions of..."). Not in school (duh!) and not even in my home. I have learned to cherish the few moments I have to retreat into the depths of my mind to think and ponder. *sigh* At least...bah! There is NO "at least", no bright side in any of this.

In other news, once more I am hearing these rumors that I have committed a crime against my fellow man. It's almost as if whenever there aren't any obvious suspects my name somehow, someway pops up to implicate me. Now, my supposed crime is dragging a naked man outside the room. Jesus...for all I know I was wolfing down my twentysomething peanut with another classmate. Why is it always the guy who just didn't give a damn always get the hit?

I guess the quote "Apathy is death." was right after all...

*sigh* I'm off to get a haircut...