brain cells massacre

seriously, it's out of my hands. this day is one of the worst days of my life.

seriously.

things that happend today:

• fim100 test was cancelled = another week of agony, the constant prodding of the academic conscience to review, a heavy weight on my heart, mind, body, soul...


• rained. left my umbrella at the tambayan. by the time i got it, it stopped raining. oh, and i was late for class.


• lost the game for geog. bummer.


• art stud report was a disaster. (it was some sort of surprise report for chrissakes!) "some report!" our prof even said and i seriously wanted to walk out. thankfully i didn't get any sleep the night before so i didn't have the energy to rebel and revolt.


• watched the movie "in my father's den" at cine adarna alone. sniff. sniff. i got separated from my blockmates somehow... but it was okay. i got to focus more on the film. it's really good, btw.


• bumped my head on the car's: dashboard, window and window roller thinggy on the way home.


• when i got home i found out that my bro forgot to bring the ouran high host club vcds. and i was sooo looking forward to that.


• as of ... exactly right now, me mom is forcing me to write her critique paper. i have to read 20 pages of gibberish before writing the paper, of course. she said, "basta bukas tapos na yan ah! gandahan mo!"

ERGO...

i feel like lacing everyone's cups with potassium cyanide - i mean, permanganate. seriously.

seriously?

SERIOUSLY.

since the world, all its people and its circumstances are all plotting to kill my brain cells, might as well do a counterattack.

seriously?!

SERIOUSLY!!!

cheers. here's to the great murderers, gentlemen / phantom thieves and anarchists!