How the hell can I get my Financial Aid application in DLSU approved if my score wasn't good enough for my first choice course?!?

F*ck.

I am such a loser.

Lord. I don't know why this is happening to me, but I feel really really awful I didn't make it to the Star Scholar Candidate list.

And guess what. I also didn't make it to my first choice course. I just got to the second choice. Fine, the difference is the minor, and it's quite hard to imagine that I got into the second choice because more people wanted that course so badly, but it still hurts I didn't get into my first choice. It really hurts, you know, seeing that so far, I'm the only Pisay person who didn't. With that, I've also lost my hope of getting the scholarship I want. Financial aid.

Maybe it's because 12 October 2008 was seriously not my day. It was one of the most awful I can recall. I don't want to dwell on that. But, yeah, it was awful.

All I can do now is hope that I made it to my first choice course and campus in UP. And also wish that I made it to the oblation scholars (BLEH. TOP 50 OF ALL TAKERS?!?) or at least director's list in ADMU.

I seriously disappointed myself. Again.

Don't count on this blog to last, you know me. I'm not a really good blogger but somehow I just feel the urge to blurt out all the ideas I have in my head.

This isn't going to be a cheap-ass blog. I swear. That's what Multiply is for.

Anyway, I just got home from Bicol and hell, fourteen hours in a rolling freezer. No, not really. The stop-over at Tiaong, Quezon (about 4AM) was THE WORST. If the bus thermometer reads 13 degs, I think Tiaong was at 10 or 11. I think the bus thermo is very wrong, but still, to put it in four words: IT WAS SO COLD.

Got home at 6AM. Apparently, we got stuck in Tiaong due to a flat tire. Never bothered, I just went out of the bus during that stopover to enjoy some soup, only to find out that my efforts of making my body temperature go up FAIL because it's colder outside. Went back in as soon as I finished up all the soup, and the noodles with it.

I have to say, that was one of the most whacked out bus trips everrr.

Speaking of whacked out, I HAVE A BEDTIME FOR TODAY. Which is in, like, THREE MINUTES. Well, I have retreat choir practice tomorrow and I don't want to commute to Pisay in a stressed state. YES, I AM COMMUTING.

I really have to sleep now, okay? Good night. ). See you tomorrow.