{Bitching about. . .}

Lyrics:  Blurry   PuDdLe Of MuDd

I am D O O M E D!!! . . .or so it seems for me. . .

Two more weeks (including this week) until the term ends. I've got this sinking feeling that I might fail a couple of my subjects. As I've mentioned in my previous entries, I have bombed a couple of my long exams in my compana and complab classes. These days the threat of my parents that they will stop sending me to school if I fail any of my subjects again have been ringing in my ears. I am dreading course card day. ARGH!!! : (

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PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE!!!. . . . and I am no good at handling it.

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While my studies are slowly slipping from my grip, my lovelife on the other hand is somehow in full bloom. Excuse me for gloating but this fat fluffy butterflybrat a.k.a Angel feels like a million bucks these days. Why? Two of my flings are wooing me back, I've had three "indecent" proposals from three people, I've got two other people "wanting" [ yeah? wanting huh? hehehe! ] to know me more a.k.a classic, subtle and discreet panliligaw, and an ex-dark chocolate Honey about to be hit by a Tomohawk (did I just spell that right?) missile. The last one seems like a bad pun but ILOVE bashing my ex-dark chocolate Honey! = )

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I am Angel. . . a probable Ms. Universe!

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Monday's Weather:Jolly-hopping, getting to know, slightly tensed and sexually repressing day.

Today's Weather: reflecting, somehow meditating and smoke-filled day.