I've been coughing for a week now. My dad said I may need to see a doctor to get antibiotics. Why do I have to get sick everytime my vacation starts? So much for all my "outdoor" plans... tsk tsk tsk.

In other news, my standing on my online courses still isn't getting any better. I've got a sneaking suspicion my classmates in there think that I am an idiot. This is the problem when you work with "accomplished" people. They take everything seriously.

Gah. I'll be so happy once I put both of these courses behind me. So PO'd with people I don't even know... -.-"

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~ bente quatro ~

project 360: numero sinco

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Today is the first day since summer vacation that I'm not sick at all. Looks like I've made it a habit of getting sick during vacations.

I am kinda regretting taking my courses online as it seems that it takes up a lot more time than when taken in class. I've got such "uptight" classmates (or online-mates) and I don't understand what the hell they're talking about half the time. The book's not helping either with the hefty $50-something tag on it. So much money for a crap I'm not interested reading.

At this point it looks like summer is going to be stressful rather than a dull one. Is this a good thing? My headache begs to differ.

Thank God for pills.

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Am I scared? That was what I asked myself when I attended the grad school orientation earlier today. The academic atmosphere never bothers me at all, but there's this apprehension which almost relentlessly snaked up my spine for some galactical reason. Unfamiliar territory, I guess. Or, maybe, the people. I would expect that the people there are academically brilliant; it's The University of All Universities in the country, anyway. So am I troubled about not being able to keep up? Probably. But I so damn know myself. I am over that stage, and I don't intend to make a trip back to the yesteryears of my academic insecurity. Nevertheless, I can't deny that I am a bit apprehensive. I just can tell. However, I know that the paths would never have led me to what I am about to pursue now if this dream were not meant for me.

I would just consider this one of the birth pains.

This is it.

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~ my first pleading got raped and butchered for 3hrs

till a "pwede na"  approval ~

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Erratum:

group efforts pala :D

will try to write something about the experience but i'm tad too tired to compose another sentence or two. sleep right now is what i needed most. and yes, the rain is cooperating :D

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~ sunday misty gloom ~

project 360: numero tres

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~ and another day started and ended on a cup [pitcher] ~

project 360: numero dos

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I was shaking after reading the email sent to me by the Most Prestigious, if not, One of the Two More Prestigious Universities in the country. Then for a moment, it felt surreal.

Truth: I've always wanted to study in that school. There was even an attempt to transfer to that school during college but it didn't prosper due to practical reasons. Several times the guilt of not even trying my chance in that glorious a university right after high school haunted me like nightmares. 

But that's all behind me now. The elusiveness of what was thought impossible has been defied; I am getting ready for grad school! 

I am just happy.