I was really, really panicking this morning, because I woke up at 5, having promised myself I would wake up at midnight to study for Chem. So I crammed like crazy, and just when I finished-- when I told myself, okay, that's it, I'm done, whatever happens, it'll be over today-- I got Josh's text:

Rb wala raw pasok due to a fire sa SHB. Postponed ang exams to thurs

To which I-- unfortunately-- began celebrating. :

And then I found out we didn't have classes until next Monday! So I watched like, ten episodes of Gossip Girl. No one can say I'm unproductive. :>

I do feel bad, though. About the fire. I mean, I'm glad no one was hurt, but it's so sad-- and Sarah's paintings! And Ma'am Aguila's pretty cubicle! :(

I hope things get patched up pretty quickly. And I hope, hope, hope they don't take away our sembreak. :

I swear I've never felt so congested in my entire life.

I have a problem.

I have lots of things to do. Like, LOTS. I have Math and Bio and Fil and SS and Physics and Chem and STR to catch up on and study for. That isn't anything different from what everyone else has to do. It's a bit more of a problem when I can barely get out of the bed to go to the bathroom.

Damn it.

I've resorted to a checklist, like the one Jessa showed me a lifetime long time ago. Yeah, with the boxes and everything. Not pretty. But I'll manage.

Dearest Lord, please, please, please help me. Let me get better, and give me the perseverance and drive to finish everything that needs to be finished, to do everything that needs to be done. Please, Lord, please.

And it's fun to watch in Rent, it really is. You know, when Roger and Mark light all the candles and burn their posters and screenplays because they don't have electricity. It's not as fun in real life, when there's a buttload of schoolwork to do. And it's even less fun when it happens two nights in a row.

First off, happy birthday, Mama Mary.

At the end of the school day, I couldn't decide whether I liked it (the day) or not. So many things came up-- drama, drama, drama. And it was so tiring. I could feel the day just dragging on... and on... and on...

But PE was awesome. Since Sir Rojas wasn't present, we sat in a circle and played the best Truth or Dare game I've ever experienced. We shrieked our heads off, we giggled like mad, we possibly gave some of the more serious pingpong players a compelling urge to kill us, but we enjoyed ourselves. And oh oh oh, the things we found out. The T & D circle consisted of me, Jasmine, Bianca, Mia, Cam, Arriele, Benjo, and Isabel. Counterclockwise. (Yes, I still remember it that clearly.)

Cam, Mia and I had a nice, long talk afterwards, which was even more interesting, I think. So my school day ended on a pretty good note.

I came home feeling all responsible and happy, geared up and ready for some serious schoolwork, when... dun dun dun. The power went out. Which is just right and well with my luck, I suppose. Ah well. We went to my mom's tutoring center (where they had electricity) and did some of my homework there instead. I'm dead, dead tired now.

I know I should be making a meaningful post, but... I can't. I'm drained from Humanities Week/Card-Giving/Third Year in general. So, I'll talk about Rent, WHICH ENDED TODAY. :(

I am... so addicted right now. It's funny. I've been watching Rent vids on youtube when I should have been doing homework (what a horrible-- or good-- procrastinator I am) and gosh, they're so funny. The OBC messing up is particularly insane. Adam Pascal for the win, man. ♥

And... it's ending before I actually got to watch it on Broadway. :( Isabel had a very pretty picture on her blog, I think.

... I'm too tired except to mourn. So yes. Good night.

AND GOODBYE, RENT.