Bitching.
Lose the attitude or get out of my fucking face.
Today started off so bad. I woke up at 8:40 for my 9am class, Literature and Film. And to think I was so excited for this class. Damn alarm clock didn't go off and the stupid guard at the gate was giving me shit for not having my Ateneo sticker. I swear, attitude problem! Sorry na, di ko yun kotse eh. I made it to school just in time for the heart of the lecture. The discussion was beautiful. My teacher is brilliant! Aaand he gave me a new reason to buy more books: Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, The Hours by Michael Cunningham and Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. Whee! Mother is willing to pay for half of the total. Love. But I was already pissy coz I didn't have time to enjoy my shower or dress nice or anything. I had to drive pa my dad's car coz my beautiful baby conked out on me over the weekend.
The next thing to go wrong?
1:30 class in Bel 309. Yay for airconditioned classrooms but dammit, I couldn't breathe when I got to class plus I ran out of seats so I am now stuck at the corner of a table. Whoopeee... Plus I'm classmates with a stupid TR person. Tss. And yes, he is the very same one that witnessed by emotional brain fart in Theology class. I really don't need judgmental TR people around me right now.
Should I go on? Yes, I think so.
Traffic to Circus was a bitch. Dammit. It took me 30 minutes from the Ateneo gate to Bo's Coffee. And I really really had to go there to discuss the venue for December 1. Everyone, mark your calendars! It's still kinda malabo but at least we're getting somewhere. So traffic got me pissy and on the way back to Katipunan via E. Abada (that's the street parallel to Katipunan right?) a stupid taxi hit my side mirror. (Keep in mind I was driving daddy's car). TANGINA! He totally swerved into my lane to avoid a parked car the idiot driver didn't see and he banged into my mirror! What a fucking 'tard. And the asshole didn't even stop the car. The bitch kept on driving so I didn't catch his plate number, taxi number or anything. I hope he gets raped in the butt by some nasty fat fellow named Nigel. Tssssssss. Now there's an ugly little scratch on the side mirror. Nothing too bad. I think.
So that was my day. I've gotten enough attitude from stupid strangers to last me a lifetime. The next person to bitch at me will get some serious ass-whoopin with my black patent Nine West killer shoes. I swear to God I cannot take anymore right now. Tae ka talaga Ateneo. This weekend better be worthwhile to make up for my shitty first two days back.
Today started off so bad. I woke up at 8:40 for my 9am class, Literature and Film. And to think I was so excited for this class. Damn alarm clock didn't go off and the stupid guard at the gate was giving me shit for not having my Ateneo sticker. I swear, attitude problem! Sorry na, di ko yun kotse eh. I made it to school just in time for the heart of the lecture. The discussion was beautiful. My teacher is brilliant! Aaand he gave me a new reason to buy more books: Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, The Hours by Michael Cunningham and Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. Whee! Mother is willing to pay for half of the total. Love. But I was already pissy coz I didn't have time to enjoy my shower or dress nice or anything. I had to drive pa my dad's car coz my beautiful baby conked out on me over the weekend.
The next thing to go wrong?
1:30 class in Bel 309. Yay for airconditioned classrooms but dammit, I couldn't breathe when I got to class plus I ran out of seats so I am now stuck at the corner of a table. Whoopeee... Plus I'm classmates with a stupid TR person. Tss. And yes, he is the very same one that witnessed by emotional brain fart in Theology class. I really don't need judgmental TR people around me right now.
Should I go on? Yes, I think so.
Traffic to Circus was a bitch. Dammit. It took me 30 minutes from the Ateneo gate to Bo's Coffee. And I really really had to go there to discuss the venue for December 1. Everyone, mark your calendars! It's still kinda malabo but at least we're getting somewhere. So traffic got me pissy and on the way back to Katipunan via E. Abada (that's the street parallel to Katipunan right?) a stupid taxi hit my side mirror. (Keep in mind I was driving daddy's car). TANGINA! He totally swerved into my lane to avoid a parked car the idiot driver didn't see and he banged into my mirror! What a fucking 'tard. And the asshole didn't even stop the car. The bitch kept on driving so I didn't catch his plate number, taxi number or anything. I hope he gets raped in the butt by some nasty fat fellow named Nigel. Tssssssss. Now there's an ugly little scratch on the side mirror. Nothing too bad. I think.
So that was my day. I've gotten enough attitude from stupid strangers to last me a lifetime. The next person to bitch at me will get some serious ass-whoopin with my black patent Nine West killer shoes. I swear to God I cannot take anymore right now. Tae ka talaga Ateneo. This weekend better be worthwhile to make up for my shitty first two days back.