I'm supposed to be making pompoms now... but mother's making me send some photos to her friend, and the pictures are taking forever to attach and I'm sweating like anything in here. No, wait. I'm supposed to be sleeping by now.
I can't believe our FINAL Intrams Opening is coming in two weeks. I'm so going to cry! Our batch has always loved Intrams. Well, most of us. The active ones outweigh the apathetic ones, though, and so it's safe to say that we LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Intrams.
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We're in a bit of a bad, bad situation here. And, OH, WOW, this is the LAST thing we need- a fight. Come one, we're seniors. It's about time we grow up and focus on what's happening to us at the moment. I know, I know, conflict is inevitable, but can't it be POSTPONED or something? I don't mind being unintentionally put in the middle, because, that part, I understand. But the tension, I cannot stand. And the exploding. I really, really can't take that.
But maybe God is just giving us this challenge, to prove that we are actually capable of managing this fight, studying the college entrance tests, studying for our actual subjects and our preparation for our final Intramurals... and we'll get a reward in the end.
Maybe.
But, for now, I'll deal with the problem out of initiative. Because, honestly, this is the last thing we need. And the sooner we can solve it, the better.
Question is... How?
...Yeah, I'm not a big fan of questions either.
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