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no way!
I didn't get to blog right away about what happend to my math+ tutorial. It's been 9 meetings already and 1 more meeting left til the tutorial ends. And guess what, I didn't make friends at all. Funny right? I'm not bothered. I'm focusing on studying for this tutorial. I'll make friends when school starts already. And that's in 2 weeks. So anyway about my tutorial, MATH. Yes, and the only topic we had was Algebra. I was waiting for Geometry or Trigonometry.
But oh well, Algebra used to be one of my weaknesses in math so I think this was a good idea to enroll in this tutorial.
I also got to taste a pinch of college. Not so cool. We were loaded with tons of assignments on the first day and that was only for one subject. How much more if I have 4-5 subjects a day? And I get home late and tired. I think I have to get used to the stress again. Oh, I missed that. Even procrastination. I should stop that habit.

I just feel like blogging, that's all.
I just thought about blogging when I ran out of things to do on the internet. i.e. multiply and friendster.
My mathPLUS tutorial will start this Saturday. And I'm scared of the people. People from different high schools/places with different attitudes. I would hate it if I start to have an annoying/demanding classmate ... Then becomes a friend ... Then becomes a best friend ... Then becomes BFF. SHIT. And then you regret so bad why you made friends with them in the first place.
I've never encountered that (OK, I might have years ago), but I've witnessed a lot. I'll have to choose wisely. OR MAYBE NOT - I change my mind. That's life. Come what may.
Anyway, I went with my Mom today to a bank promotion at Gloria Maris BF. It was a talk about investments and crap. Oh I'm so sick with those banking crap. During the powerpoint presentation, I think I automatically dozed off from all the figures, tables and charts. I tried to listen, but I failed. After 2 hours, there was food.
FREE food. No one would want to miss that. Though it was too much. For a table of six, there were too much food. I tried to eat as much as I can, but I failed - again. So we left after eating. I actually kept complaining to my Mom that I don't like banking crap. I mean, I dealt with this in ECONOMICS and ACCOUNTING classes. (yes, emphasis on those words) DUDE! I'm not saying that I hate it, it's just not part of my interest field. I won't be needing those till later. Not now.
Let the bank people do their thing.