indeed. time to blog. terrible girl.
school has been awesome. life in there hasn't been too stressful. the worst period of my life was youth patrol. when i curled up in a corner, and died. when i went to emo at block 52 level eight. where i fasted and prayed over the project. where i also stood on the edge of the building, making mr choy think i'm trying to commit suicide. lol. i just died there. my youth patrol was messing up. lol. i didn't know how to use the console, and i definitely forgot how to use protools.
turns out, God is smart. He knew how to use protools, how to use the stupid sound board, and how to script the youth patrol. He got an A+. again. radio seems to be the only thing that is friendly to me. just in case people think i'm someone with my nose high up in the air, i am not. and i don't think there's anything wrong with being happy after doing well either. mmmm. besides right, i don't do well in all the other modules, so this kinda makes me really happy and makes me feel like YES, i am happy to be in mass comm, yes i am.
on air presentation skills test about made my week with another A+. i might consider going into radio in the future. mmmm. who knows. not forgetting that i only wanna be a housewife.
i can't believe i just safe-assigned my commiss essay THREE times. pfft. gay.
i am lazy to continue blogging. bye.
hello two week break. :)
i'm grateful for you though you're not really called "VACATION".
