mockingbird
If I told you, would you have listened?
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The day went by rather normally. I was late for class, crammed a paper, and somewhere in the middle of it all I wasted my time waiting for the news to announce that classes were suspended for universities nationwide. Sadly, CHED is never that nice, and UPD took the initiative to suspend at around 1 pm.
I was already in my 1 pm class at the time, and despite knowing that classes were suspended, my prof still decided to go on with the lecture and have a quiz. My only consolation is that I have two recit points.
Yay.
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No rest for the weary, as they say.
Takbo Para sa Japan just ended, yet I find myself swamped still. I've got three papers, two exams and another fifteen hour affiliation requirement -- all due next week. Thank goodness I'm not alone. I think I'd have gone crazy.
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There are little things.
I know it probably shouldn't bother me but -- its like a cancer eating away my insides. Slowly, bit by bit, the thoughts ram through and I'm left gaping at the hole it left behind.
Although, I shouldn't be complaining. People have faced far worse and here I am, worrying about petty little things.
But I thought maybe it would be better if I let it out somewhere.
Probably not here.
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I'll be fine.
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I've always wondered.
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The day went by rather normally. I was late for class, crammed a paper, and somewhere in the middle of it all I wasted my time waiting for the news to announce that classes were suspended for universities nationwide. Sadly, CHED is never that nice, and UPD took the initiative to suspend at around 1 pm.
I was already in my 1 pm class at the time, and despite knowing that classes were suspended, my prof still decided to go on with the lecture and have a quiz. My only consolation is that I have two recit points.
Yay.
---
No rest for the weary, as they say.
Takbo Para sa Japan just ended, yet I find myself swamped still. I've got three papers, two exams and another fifteen hour affiliation requirement -- all due next week. Thank goodness I'm not alone. I think I'd have gone crazy.
---
There are little things.
I know it probably shouldn't bother me but -- its like a cancer eating away my insides. Slowly, bit by bit, the thoughts ram through and I'm left gaping at the hole it left behind.
Although, I shouldn't be complaining. People have faced far worse and here I am, worrying about petty little things.
But I thought maybe it would be better if I let it out somewhere.
Probably not here.
---
I'll be fine.
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I've always wondered.