August 8th, 2004

emma; only girl in the world

I'm not complaining

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You're just the happy go-lucky type. You might have
your pet peeves, but other than that, you're
mainly calm. Blending in with your
surroundings, you're the type of person who
everyone likes. Usually it's you who cracks
jokes at social gatherings - after all,
laughter is the best medicine. Sometimes you
pretend to be stupid, but in all actuality, you
could be the next Einstein.

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emma; only girl in the world

The ultimate staller

Just like Jo, I asked my family to pray for me while I took the UPCAT. Unfortunately, my siblings weren't as sweet as hers. I can think of a few reasons for that too. First of all, she's their little sister -- their only one at that. I, on the other hand, am a mere middle child who happens to boss my little brothers, who aren't very little, around occasionally. This is how it went.

Me: Paopie, thanks for praying for ate so that I'll pass the UPCAT.
Paola: (trying to look all innocent, which is actually difficult for her to do considering she's only eight)
Me: You prayed for me, right?
Paola: Hehe, I didn't get to.

Well, that went well. She is a little kid after all, and I'm sure she was wondering why I was so agitated that morning, all dressed up in my maroon and green shirt, complete with my vintage maroon Adidas jacket. She must have taken a hint. But this one was even better.

Me: Pio, did you pray for me?
Pio: Umm... (obviously stalling)
Me: So? You prayed for ate, right?
Pio: No, I prayed for my own exams.

That was just great. At least, he was honest. The thing is, I'm pretty safe in the prayers department. My mama lily and the BIG man up there, are thistight. No kidding. She's a pillar of the Church. She's practically infallible. She's always come through for me. I'm not sure, if she has her legion of monks praying for me, but hers are enough. For sure.

Today was the day I was planning on cramming all of my school work for tomorrow. Anytime one of our teachers had something planned for Thursday or Friday, we'd tell them to postpone them for Monday, so that there wouldn't be anything to worry about before the UPCAT. And now, because of our cleverness, we've got a mountain of stuff to do. We've got three tests tomorrow, all in the afternoon. Then, the fact that I haven't done a single IW, isn't a very good thing. Of course, THE has to give in a little bit too.

That was the plan. Like all my plans though, they don't exactly go as planned. Just now, I promised myself I'd only be online for a few minutes to update, but then I ended up changing Paola's layout and I helped Jo with some font problems, and then I messaged my cousin who's definitely the prettiest in pink, Anna and convinced her to get an account right here. Hopefully, my powers of persuasion are still stellar. So once again, my plans never come through. I'm supposed to be typing out my THE paper on abortion, but that's just too depressing. How many ways can I say that I'm not for it anyway? That film really made me want to barf. I don't know why I didn't look away, but I was just there looking at all the fetuses (if that's even a word!).

So, here I am wasting time. I better go and drink my medicine before I forget it again. Looks like I'm not going to sleep tonight...