friday the thirteenth
for the first time in my life, my friday the 13th was filled with bad luck.
let me enumerate:
1. the night before, i made a mind map for social psych on conformity and decided to stop at 3 am. afterwhich, i had to study a lot of shit for a short dev psych test. stupid prof wasn't specific on what to study. this is so not related, but she sounds like a man.
2. so i slept at 4:30 and woke up at 7 only to find the house alarmingly quiet. i look around and realize that no one was home!!! so i called my mom asking where she was and she was like, 'i'm in dasma already.' HOLY SHIT!!! i was so pissed that i was even crying. it's by routine that my parents and brother drop me off at the carpool terminal before leaving for makati/work. it's one of those things that are automatic because it happens every wednesday and friday. i was so angry that my mom sounded like she couldn't care any less and that she left me. i even asked her why she didn't at least wake me up to tell me they were leaving. she said something about not telling her the night before about being taken to the terminal, about my brother not going home and whatever else that didn't seem relevant. i didn't want to argue so i said i'd just walk it.
3. so i had to cut my first class and just waited til i had to leave. i commuted from my house to the alabang hills gate by zapote. after that, i walked from there all the way til starbucks-frank provost. it was around 9 am and pretty hot, and it was only when i got to starbucks that i found my umbrella in my bag.
4. so i waited until my carpoolmates all arrived. it was then that we realized we were too many to fit the car. apparently, the original person to bring a shift was out of town that they had to ask another person to bring, but this person was late. to make matters worse, two other people and i really needed to be in school because we had tests for our first classes. so fine, we asked the person who brought a car at a weird time to come earlier, but he was taking too long. so the other girls and i decided to take a taxi to school. when we got to the terminal of town, the taxi driver priced the ride at P550 WITHOUT TOLL. it's crazy!!!! we were like no fucking way man! so we called this dude and made kandong all the to taft instead.
things steadied out from there and jonathan even made me libre nerds to make me feel better. jenna was nearby but i didn't have the time to meet up with her during my break. even after class, i couldn't contact the later shift so i could meet up and hang for a bit. i'm so sorry jenna love!! another malas thing that happened later on at night, i got my period. i couldn't even drink because i had an 8:30 to 3:30 class the next day. i swear, that was the first malas friday i've ever had.
let me enumerate:
1. the night before, i made a mind map for social psych on conformity and decided to stop at 3 am. afterwhich, i had to study a lot of shit for a short dev psych test. stupid prof wasn't specific on what to study. this is so not related, but she sounds like a man.
2. so i slept at 4:30 and woke up at 7 only to find the house alarmingly quiet. i look around and realize that no one was home!!! so i called my mom asking where she was and she was like, 'i'm in dasma already.' HOLY SHIT!!! i was so pissed that i was even crying. it's by routine that my parents and brother drop me off at the carpool terminal before leaving for makati/work. it's one of those things that are automatic because it happens every wednesday and friday. i was so angry that my mom sounded like she couldn't care any less and that she left me. i even asked her why she didn't at least wake me up to tell me they were leaving. she said something about not telling her the night before about being taken to the terminal, about my brother not going home and whatever else that didn't seem relevant. i didn't want to argue so i said i'd just walk it.
3. so i had to cut my first class and just waited til i had to leave. i commuted from my house to the alabang hills gate by zapote. after that, i walked from there all the way til starbucks-frank provost. it was around 9 am and pretty hot, and it was only when i got to starbucks that i found my umbrella in my bag.
4. so i waited until my carpoolmates all arrived. it was then that we realized we were too many to fit the car. apparently, the original person to bring a shift was out of town that they had to ask another person to bring, but this person was late. to make matters worse, two other people and i really needed to be in school because we had tests for our first classes. so fine, we asked the person who brought a car at a weird time to come earlier, but he was taking too long. so the other girls and i decided to take a taxi to school. when we got to the terminal of town, the taxi driver priced the ride at P550 WITHOUT TOLL. it's crazy!!!! we were like no fucking way man! so we called this dude and made kandong all the to taft instead.
things steadied out from there and jonathan even made me libre nerds to make me feel better. jenna was nearby but i didn't have the time to meet up with her during my break. even after class, i couldn't contact the later shift so i could meet up and hang for a bit. i'm so sorry jenna love!! another malas thing that happened later on at night, i got my period. i couldn't even drink because i had an 8:30 to 3:30 class the next day. i swear, that was the first malas friday i've ever had.