A Post UPCAT Morning

I'm not supposed to be up. I told myself I'd sleep in because UPCAT was not brain-friendly. But, sadly, my body clock does not listen. Therefore, I blog.

It's so weird to have nothing to do over the weekend. Usually, when you reach junior year, your social life becomes nonexsistent and your weekends are used to either do more work or catch up on sleep. The latter is a rare case. Thank God the teachers were nice enough not to give us work to be submitted the day after the UPCAT weekend. That would kill us all. And I wouldn't want anyone to die before graduation. *knocks on wood*

I'm chatting with Bien on Facebook right now. He's asking me to teach him how to make smileys. ...Children nowadays. So technologically advanced. I was so not like that when I was nine. (I sound like I'm forty now.) It amazes me so.

Tita Kathy's despedida de soltera was yesterday. Sadly, I couldn't make it because we started taking the UPCAT late, and so we ended late, too. Going all the way to Tagaytay was not an option for us anymore because Dad said it was raining, and it was too dangerous to go all the way up south. (UP SOUTH? HAHAHA!What??) I really, really wanted to go, though. It would've been fun. They had a live band and everything! But since we couldn't go up to the party, Mom and I just ate at Zong, which was a very good decision, really. I ate A LOT. And I deserved to eat a lot. Hello, UPCAT was killer. I think the waiters and the people around us were making fun of how much food was on our table. Mom and I were starving, so we ordered a lot. As in, Lollie style. SOS. (Sobra sa order syndrome.) It was good food, though.

I feel like I'm forgetting to do something...

Argh. I hate that feeling.

Maybe there's a homework the WYD people have to do.

Senior life is making me paranoid, isn't it?