Boiling Under

I was preoccupied these past few days that I tend to forget a lot of things. My room is in complete chaos and I could still hear my mother's voice ranting about how a slob I am. Okay, that's quite an exaggeration. Apparently, I'm a total mess

It's October. How fast time flies. By next week I'll be more of a mess. Finals week is on the offing. And I need to get hold of myself to (for the last time) brush with the punishing ordeal of studying. I wish I could pass all my subject. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. But I'm hoping for the best.

I'm pissed off with Chicky trying to make up stories of me liking Moji. I mean, I should not be affected. All the while, I'm not affected. BUt she keeps on talking about it that I want to shove my shoes unto her throat. Good thing, I'm not that vicious.

Next thing I want is to finish my thesis on time. Hell freezes and I still don't have a concrete topic. It's my 3rd time to change project proposal. I might as well settle with the last one. Production of Bioethanol from Microalgae. I trust Ma'am Riza. I have the help of Kuya NOel. I'm still apprehensive of how could I handle a funded, big project. Sigh!

It's a holiday. But classes still goes on for me. My professor insisted on having class this Wednesday. Screw my Prof. Screw the subject. Screw me. Still I got a high grade in my testing 123. hehehe.

My head's still aching. My temperature went high last night that I had to pass out and stay home. I don't need a doctor. The bitter pill makes me worse. I just need a good, ol' rest. That's it.My mother's worried. But I insisted on staying home. I'm sure I'll be well the next day.

My sister's just texted me. She asked for a favor to help her with some of her schoolworks. I couldn't say no. I'd better be get going and do what she wants me to do. Blessed is the meek for he shall inherit the Earth. Blessed is kuya for he is entitled to help his siblings, at all cost. hehe.

I just finished watching a movie. El Crimen del Padre Amaro. It's quite disturbing. A priest having an affair with a Cathechesis teacher. The lady got pregnant. The priest resorted to abortion. The lady died caused by hemorrhage. What's crazy? He's the one who officiated the funeral. God, are these things happening in reality?

I still doesn't know how to do HTML. Hey, I ain't techie. I dont have a broad understanding of computers and the whishy- washy stuff it entails, neither. I keep on nagging my sister to teach me how to. Problem is, she doesn't like teaching me, really. You see, I kinda have a goldfish memory. (can't comprehend? it's ichthyology, man...).=)

It's been a long while. I better pack up and get going. I still need to go to the lab. I'll be monitoring the preliminary of my thesis. I wish this will end up good. If not, maybe I'll find ways to revise my plan.

So long.