journal of a struggling vet student

i just came from los banos and haven't had sleep yet. he org held its final rites for the new kids last night and it was a hell of a night. prexy was so full of creative juices, biological at that, and he unleashed all of them to the three neophyte. to think that his girlfriend was one of them. haha. during the whole ordeal i remained the usual silent one and made only few kupal. pero shet, iba si archie boi!! panalo!!

 only now also have i realized that so much has happened and here i am. still standing tall. things might not turn my way and make everything hell-ish but in the end, i'll be able to squeeze through it all. although with lot's of emotional torture along the way. i will survive.

one more thing. i have a sis who is actually confused whether she should ditch her bf off or not. the whole subject shocked me a bit because as far as i remember, she practically had to grab her then bestfriend/fling by the neck to actually make him realize that she was the one for him. i can remember hearing oher sisses telling me about the emotional sufferings this particular sis had to suffer during that one-year period of limbo. they bacame a couple and after another year, here comes sis with the shocking proposition.

i tried to reason my way into straying her off the idea.

"are you just going to throw away all the efforts you've invested? and the good things you and __ had?

but she caught me with her retort

"but should i hold on to the relationship because of the happy past notwithstanding my present state of unhappiness?"

i just kept quiet.

then it hit me. she's right. every happy past is a just remnant of a happy present.

i was thrown into rage after some pea-brained moron just posted an inflammatory remark about my organization. the culprit was no other than the rotten zea mays who tried very much to beg for other people's attention and made the whole organization look as if we were the offender. but vetmed pips know better. who would believe someone of her character anyway?! can somebody recite to me what the word PATHETIC means?

i really do not want to stoop at her level but i get into thinking. what if i suddenly go down to her level one time and give her a dose of her own medicine? read: go to other people and cook up lies to make her look horrible (which by the way she is both in the corporeal and non-corporeal sense),get spend my cash up to the last cent to treat people so as to "substantiate" these lies, fail math 11 six times and zoo 11, etc. uhm.. wait. the last i could not do. i've finished them both already. (read this bitch: im taking up the killer P's! don't dare ask people what they are, you won't go past chem anyway [that is if you get pass college algebra on the seventh attempt])

where was i?

oh. the big black bitch's post.

but then again, i just needed to lash her black ass off.

i'm fine now. :)