LSS OF THE DAY: "SANTA FE"

From: RENT [Movie/Musical]

Sooooooo not gonna get over it; tough luck. And I am never going to get over Jesse L. Martin's voice as well as Adam Pascal's (here we go again)





I miss my smileys!!!*cries*





As always, I was a little pissed at some people yesterday; same issue: they can't keep their mouths shut. Our professor was already boiling mad but did they stop? Hell no! And some of them eve had the nerve to try and shut everybody up but then they'd be the first ones to start talking anyway. Shit.





(I don't normally curse; that's how mad I am).





When class dismissed we listened to the UST Singers perform in the Quadricentennial park; that improved my mood a little bit.





Then we went to the front of the Main Building and watched the spotlights move across the sky; first the laser, now spotlights? And I thought we were on cost-cutting *ahem!* (Simon, are you starting to rub off on me?) Speaking of the devil, we waited for him while we were there; when he came, he was about to complain about something when I stopped him in mid-sentence. I told him that I didn't want to absorb more negative energy or else I'll go insane (when he complains, he COMPLAINS).





I just missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; they announced that they were going to have an on-the-spot essay writing contest entitled: Remembering the Holocaust. And get this, the grand prize winner gets to go to Israel and be the Philippine representative of the World Youth Congress. I really wanted to join, but I had class at the time of the contest. As tempting as it sounded, I had to put my studies first. I'm sure there will be more opportunities coming my way soon enough.






Looks like I won't be going home this weekend; we're gonna attend the centennial celebration of the football federation in Marikina.





Speaking of football...we had our first practice game yesterday. It was pretty hot and by the time we got to the part of the field that was assigned to us, we were already sweating. All that running and kicking and passing sure wore us out, but we had fun. Now, my thighs are a wee bit sore; I can't walk very fast. Our professor forgot to let us do our warm-ups. Oh well. That's that.






I'm off, again. I'll miss you, love!