Well, as I predicted yesterday, I have now gotten sick. Again. I'm going to the doctor in a few hours. *sigh*
And I've to open a bank account today. Damn it. I am very much not in the mood. My head feels fuzzy, my nose feels swollen, and my throat feels like acid's been poured down my fucking gullet.
At least I've something to cheer me up: I may be buying the albums A Hard Day's Night, Yellow Submarine, and Abbey Road today. :D I just hope they're available at the record store.
I still ♥ The Beatles! :D
An update on school: school's going alright. I didn't do as well as I would've wanted to in the first of three gradings in our semester, but that's alright; I think that I'm on my way to recovery now. :) I must especially work on my Chemistry, although the subject matter does seem easier for me to grasp now.
I had P.E. yesterday. As usual, folk dance is excruciating. We finally learned the entirety of the dance, and my partner and I are managing to do it properly! *g* We still have our mistakes here and there, but we've gotten most of the dance. I may be practicing again with him tomorrow. Our exam for P.E. is next Tuesday, so I really have to brush up on the dance; I don't want to fail P.E.. That's too embarrassing.
Speaking of which . . . tomorrow, I have another Chem exam. *sigh* Well, at least as I've said earlier, the subject matter seems easier. However, you know the feeling when you think it's easy, then the exam comes and you find that you don't know a thing? Gah, I'm scared for that. I hope that that's not the case. Must study later.
Oh, we have a choral recitation coming up for Filipino (Sabayang Pagbikas or Sabayang Bigkas in our native tongue). I'm rather excited for that. I used to help a lot with those things in my old school, and I'm glad that I'm getting the opportunity to help out now. It makes me feel at home again.
So many projects are due next month: this Sabayang Pagbigkas, a creative presentation for Theology, and a compilation of sorts for Theology too. Ack. Must start already.
Moving on to some philosophical ramblings . . .
Oh, and loneliness is a very strange thing. It strikes at the most inopportune moments--not that any moment is an opportune moment for loneliness, though. Although there are some moments when loneliness is expected. For example, when you're sitting alone in a tiny room, methodically and mechanically eating your lunch, alone, and pondering the mysteries of life, then that would seem like a good time to expect to feel pangs of loneliness. However, as I've said earlier, loneliness seems to strike at the most inopportune and unexpected of moments. For example, while you're sitting with friends, laughing, eating, joking, and generally having a good time, why is it that you pause . . . and suddenly, you feel lonely? You stay silent for a moment and watch your friends jest and banter with one another, and you feel--in that still sliver of silence--that you are lonely.
Yes, loneliness is a very strange thing.
Ah, look at all the lonely people . . .
All the lonely people--where do they all come from?
All the lonely people--where do they all belong?
--Excerpt from Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles