Everywhere I went today, people were reviewing. Our adviser kind of got irked at us, because we were ignoring her. Then she launched into this long speech of how different we were from the Povedans in her time. I listened a bit, but I think we have a right to worry. Sure, we can get out of hand at times, but we're only going to go through this once. We might as well give it our all -- including worrying about it.
I've been nervous since this morning. My stomach's been rumbling, even after I filled it with the hugest siopao I have ever seen in my entire life. I couldn't breathe at all after stuffing that down my throat. The thing is, the best news came that right after recess. I didn't flunk Trig!!! This is such a shock! God really loves me, and my teacher probably took pity on the entire class, because we passed. If only she were the admissions at UP, then I'd have no problems.
My eyes are already drooping. When this UPCAT is over, I'll be glad. Sure, I'll still be anxious about the results, but that'll be in a long time. Right now, I just want to get over the weekend. There are so many things going through my head right now, and they'll just have to wait, because I'm about to clear my head. A very difficult task, because I'm dying to write it all down, but I just don't have the time. By Sunday, I'll be a happy person! A very very happy person.