I hate you, oh CRS. Not only did you not give me a Biology 11 class, you had to take away the Psych 155 you gave me in the 2nd enlistment run! GIVE ME BACK MY CLASS, DAMN IT! And give me a Bio slot while you’re at it. I cannot not take Bio 11 this sem! I don’t want to take it over the summer! Curse you! I’m just glad you let me keep my Psych 162, because if you didn’t there will be hell to pay. Heeeellll!!!

 Edit 6:23 PM : They gave it back! I have my 155 slot back! Wheee!

Things are a lot better now.

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Thank you PUGAD!  This day trip was just what I needed.  I’ve been in a rut since the semester ended and I was desperate to get out of the city to keep my mind off certain things.  Even if I hate the beach (I didn’t swim, haha), I still enjoyed being in your company. Thank you especially to my Suzuki van-mates for the intellectual banter on sex, religion and secret societies.  The Windstruck Along Startoll moment was definitely one of the highlights of the day.

I still have a few more outings to look foward to.  Yay.

Judging from the blog entries of my UP friends, it seems like a lot of us are still not over the sem that was. I think we’re all pretty shocked to suddenly find ourselves with a lot of time at our disposal now that sem break is here.  I myself can’t believe it’s over.  I’m not used to being idle anymore.  I’m not used to not having that nagging feeling at the back of my head to finish writing my papers or studying for this and that.  But I could really get used to this inactivity, because it seems each sem is worst than the last.  Boredom will become a luxury by then.  Ha ha.

And because I have nothing better to blog about, I’m just going to place here something I wrote in my LiveJournal a few days ago:

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I already have most of my grades for the semester (We had our Math finals just yesterday and my prof had our standings ready by this morning. He has nothing better to do. Haha. Peace tayo, Sir :P). To my surprise, I actually got good grades! I’m actually going to get a 1.something in Math! And the chances are high that I won’t get a grade lower than 1.75! Now that’s a first for me.

My Psych 118 grade is the only one I’m waiting for. When I get that, I’ll release some of our research results to those who requested it.

That was one hell of a semester. Good God!

So, it’s sembreak. What now?

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Three more papers and an exam to go. I don’t know how I’m going to manage in the next 5 days. I swear to God, I won’t allow my remaining semesters to go on like this anymore.

In spite of that, this sem still had its fair share of stellar moments. And those few good times were really good.

I’m not sure when it was that I started to feel this way, but I’m glad I noticed this one good thing right away.

I’m so fucking sick of Field Research.

But I still love my classmates to death.

I’m going to miss them.

I love these pictures.