Yes, this is an actual scan from the FURUBA manga, and no those words on the bubble things aren't really what they're saying. I edited them to make it look as if Yuki and Kyo are actually in a RELATIONSHIP other than the innocent FILIAL kind...

Why did I do it, you ask?

Because Apparently...I'm a psycho with way too much time on my hands...

Of Malls, Whales and Bonding (Should have been posted on April 11)

Summer, thankfully I have no classes to attend so there’s free time for other more lucrative pursuits such as the advent of summer jobs. Mitch, Ann and I all headed out into the real world to look for employment, first stop is the Korean Teaching Institute. This particular endeavor unfortunately didn’t work out because we were too young. Apparently they were looking for people who were along the lines of 25-ish and above.

Then I heard from my brother about this call center in Market! Market! in Global City called Ambergris Solutions. The three of headed over there to apply. It was a grueling process that took us 12 hours to complete, but it was worth it in the end because we all passed. Whoohooo!!!!!!!

Hello, money!

Anyway, while undergoing the series of interviews, we had to wait around for hours on end and we were there inside the closed shopping mall, something I never thought I’d ever experience because felony does not really appeal to me at all. It was kind of cool in an eerie sort of way, to be inside a mall alone with your friends while it was closed.


We all got home around the wee hours of the morning. Ann’s mom and older sister picked us up from the fountain at Market! Market! where we were singing/yodeling like crazy people. Mitch slept at my house, or more accurately, she stayed in my room and we talked until around six and then I went with her to the terminal where she could ride a tricycle and begin her journey homewards.

All in all, it was a pretty good day, the summer is shaping up to be a busy one but seems worth it. We didn’t have a camera with us though which is a shame so we all resolved to bring one next time…and also a mode of entertainment in case such mind numbingly long hours were required of us once more.

For the past few weeks ever since school has let out, I have been on tenterhooks waiting anxiously for the grades to be available on line. It’s not really the usual run-of-the-mill worry over grades. I do admit I am sort of Grade Conscious but the inclination to be so is usually tempered by my indolence a.k.a I always absent myself from class. That in itself would not have been so bad except that on those days that I chose to be absent…there’s usually one quiz or other that I end up missing…

And the whole point of why it’s a bad thing boils down to the annoying fact that missed quizzes cannot be made up – according to some professors (though there are those who break this so-called educator’s maxim and for that and to them, I shall be eternally grateful).

Anyway, I was really pretty scared that I would fail a couple of my classes. After all, I was late in getting to school at the start of the second semester for two weeks or so and of course, my ever sporadic absences that unintentionally coincide with surprise quizzes…

My prelim grade for English (Speech) was very low…beyond low actually it’s the lowest grade I’ve ever got in my entire life. When I heard the professor inform me of my standing in her class, I was stunned into speechlessness (pun slightly intended) and was saved from bawling simply because I seemed to have acquired an armor of indifference or perhaps it was the lateness of my reflex reaction…I did manage to get back to my seat and sit down though. I think the direness of my situation hit me on my way home. I broke down and told my parents of this horrendously low grade I’ve gotten but I cheered myself up and thought positive things like… “I can do this…there’s still time…” though inside I was hysterical and tearing my hair out, pretty sure that there was no way in Hades that I’d be able to pass.

And then of course add to that the fact that this certain other professor is absolutely clueless when it comes to sharing information and teaching those less inclined to be fascinated by the inner workings of the human body.

Long story short, I Love God! I was able to pass all my subjects against the odds. Well, I did get an INC (Incomplete) grade in Rizal but that’s because I didn’t have the permit yet when I took the final examinations for that subject and all I have to do is talk to my professor and everything will be alright and its as if my INC never happened.

I dislike feeling unsure about the status of my academics, I hate worrying over it and I will so try to do better next time because all the anxiety drives me crazy. That’s the set goal next year – when you are only allowed one failure – to get as high a grade point average as possible and to not fail a subject. I just hope God continues to answer my prayers…