misfires and the like
When I get home everyday, there is a part of my mind that recaps and commentates on my entire day in Ateneo . I don't know if it's the same for all of you, but my conscience is like a radio station with my mother as the DJ. It nags and pinpoints and squawks at all the social land mines I stepped on, and it's IN MY HEAD so I can't ever turn it off unless something takes up my full concentration for a long time.
So I'm in the car right, and my head instantly goes into Isa's Top Ten Daily Misfires the second we leave school grounds and I realize...
*facepalms*
I have the tendency dig myself into holes. Holes that are six feet deep.
And now that I finished with today's dose of bitter truth, let us all rejoice because HAHAHA PANIC AT THE DISCO IS COMING TO MANILA.
VIP tickets cost 4000 bucks. My inner child keeps screaming at me to give in and GO, but Anna pointed out this evening "E isang gabi lang naman yan tapos malamang tatlong kanta lang kakantahin niya tapos puro Spongecola na. Kadire."
...
Tru dat.
So I'm in the car right, and my head instantly goes into Isa's Top Ten Daily Misfires the second we leave school grounds and I realize...
*facepalms*
I have the tendency dig myself into holes. Holes that are six feet deep.
And now that I finished with today's dose of bitter truth, let us all rejoice because HAHAHA PANIC AT THE DISCO IS COMING TO MANILA.
VIP tickets cost 4000 bucks. My inner child keeps screaming at me to give in and GO, but Anna pointed out this evening "E isang gabi lang naman yan tapos malamang tatlong kanta lang kakantahin niya tapos puro Spongecola na. Kadire."
...
Tru dat.