back to school

i've been dreading the first day of classes to arrive. i don't want to go to school, i was a little worried. i didn't know how i'd go to the auditorium and look for familiar faces and so i sent an sms to patrick-i was having doubts whether i should text him or not-i told him that i'm going to school on tuesday to find out when our orientation will be. i had to persuade him to meet up with me hahaha. so tuesday came, i was on my way to ust when suddenly i received a message from him telling me that there's only mass on that day-i wasn't late, he was just too early. and so i asked if i should still meet up with him, he said it's up to me. i was feeling a little guilty, but then i thought of what i would do in ust with him-i have no idea on what to say so that the conversation will be flow smoothly. not the kind wherein i ask a question and i get a straightforward answer. and so i told him that i'll just meet up with him the next day.

the next day, he was late-para makaganti siguro sa hindi ko pagsipot nyahaha. so we ended up sitting in the back row. i sort of regret that i met up with him. why? i didn't understand all the things the speakers were saying, the guy is soo talkative. we talked about la salle, where our classmates are, who are in ust, blah blah blah. we joined the tour around the med building and by the time we arrived in la salle, i got a head splittin headache-this may be due to not eating lunch on time, 3pm isn't the time to have your lunch.

i met up with sheena and the rest of the gang-hehehe-and told them about my day, then we met up with may. we went to sports complex, may wanted to grab a bite-but she ended up buying a drink. on our way out, somebody said,"si arar di na namamansin" instinct tells you to look for the owner of the voice. ok so i looked, that's when i saw nancy boy-waaah ang gwapo! uhm d ko siya balak agawin, nagsasabi lang po ng totoo. i saw lukalyk, she looks a little chubby.

i received a text message from sheena the other day. she told me that major bulk's middle name is schulze. i looked for the origin of that name, it's from germany-hmmm kaya pala ang laki niya-haaay...according to may, germans are not capable of loving-no comment ahahaha...

my dad said he's happy that i like a german guy-he was listening to my conversation with a friend of mine. i told him that furby's not a german. then my sister laughed and said,"uhm yeah he's not a german, he's half german".i guess the only german that will like me is a german shepherd :p