her.
Trixie
16 years old, trapped in an 11-year old's body
loves the scent of: cupboards, air conditioners, coffee, cinammon, and Bayo (as in the store)
moods too easily swayed by whatever music is playing
fickle, undecided, impatient, paranoid
Jason Mraz ♥
likes things clean, but is pretty messy
interested in photography (haha as if)
out of words
Thursday, September 20, 2007!
HandWritten on; 2:42 AM
Hello, Philippines and hello, world! 1 night to go. And it's FOB time! Weeee. I've been waiting for so long. The excitement's killing me. But before I rejoice, I just want to say that this has got to be the most exhausting day. My brain was seriously not functioning during the second period of Chem. Sobrang brain drain to the highest level! After lunch, I felt really woozy and my head was just so full. It's called thinking, yeah yeah, I know. Grey's Anatomy. Pero kakaibang FULL na talaga e. Kanina ko lang nalaman yung totoong meaning ng information overload. Ugh. Then my legs started to ache, feeling ko matutumba ko habang nagbabasa ng gospel during Sir DM's period. Grabe talaga. TIRING! So when I got home, I tried to sleep, but then I received a text from Ate Therese. Maglista raw ng suggestions for the next issue para mabilis flow ng meeting bukas. Syempre hindi na ko nakatulog nun kasi isip na ko ng isip diba. And can I just say that I'm probably the least prolific (joy, there goes that word again) ed in the entire universe? I swear, I can't come up with new ideas for the mag! Sobrang wala talaga. I'm not creative at all. Kinakabahan tuloy ako for next year. Anong mangyayari sa mag sa mga kamay ko? Baka ipambalot na talaga ng tinapa pag ako na. WALA KASI AKONG KWENTA. Okay, drama much? Enough. I'll survive! I always do. Kaya 'to.
Anyway, I wasn't able to sleep so I decided to have a snack. I spotted a pack of Ridges (yung green)--my favorite. Guiltily, I opened the foil wrapper and I got a whiff of its onion and garlic-y goodness. I had one chip in hand, when I realized I hadn't checked the nutrition facts. Uh oh. This is against my healthy-eating plan. 160 calories per serving. And the bag had TWO servings. Do the Math. I've sickeningly been dealing with numbers all day (Geom, Algeb, Chem!!!). Okay, it contained 320 calories. I was halfway through it, reasoning in my head that I had such a rough day and 160+++ calories of junk food wouldn't be really unhealthy as long as I don't do it often. But I gave in to this little voice inside my head, telling me that I could eat 160+++ calories of healthy food during dinner (including our new fiber-rice! it's packed with, duh, fiber so that should compensate for the lack of veggies in my daily diet). Okay, drop the junk and step away from the devious bag of unhealthy goodness.
Now I have to write my TGR which is to be submitted tomorrow. My God help me.
I can't wait for dinner.
