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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I hate me.

Shempre naman diba, in the midst of my chaotic life, i can still find time to blog. haha.

I'm sort of okay now. Better. Way way better than last night. After typing my last blog entry, i really felt super weak. And as much as i hated going home in the middle of unfinished acads stuff, i felt too weak to insist that i stay here in my boarding house.

I had my check-up earlier this afternoon. Honestly, i felt sort of disappointed when i foudn out that my illness isn't one of those high-sounding disease I was expecting it to be. Minsan na nga lang ako magkakasakit, pabonggahin naman na natin. haha. Kidding aside, according to my doctor, I have Acute Viral Infection with Gastritis and Low Grade Fever. Yeah, right.

Mommy: Doc, kasi laging hindi kumakain yan. Nagpapalipas ng gutom. Saka nagdidiet din kasi iyan.
Doctor: Naku, masama iyan... (explains how Ulcer develops) Bibigyan kita ng gamot kaso tataba ka dito.
(Joyce looks at mommy with a very worried face)
Joyce: Tataba po ako? Wala na po bang ibang gamot?

hahaha. Imagine the horror in my face when the doctor said i'd gain weight by taking my medication. Haha. Anyway. Myca, Roxy, Longjay and I were having dinner earlier. According to Longjay, kung sa kanya daw ako nagpa-check-up, simple lang ang diagnosis niya sakin, fatigue and stress. You know, right? haha.

So there. 3 hours to go, Wednesday na. Presentation na ng 121 short films namin. And at 5am later, magshooshoot pa kami ng 2 sequences. How perfect can we get, right? weh. at least, may direksyon pa naman kami. We can do this. I know. I so know. ugh.

And lastly, because I'm feeling gaga again, let me just pour my bottle of WHINE here.

To you. As much as i want to say this to you in person, i can't. I hate you. I really really hate you. You make breathing so hard for me. Okay naman eh. Okay naman ako, ang lahat, pag wala ka. I can survive without you. Why do you have to complicate my life? eh. I hate you. Do me a favor. Go and be gone forever. I'll miss you but life will be so much easier that way.

PS. Don't worry, I also hate myself- just in case you find out that it's you i'm talking about here.