Prom night is tomorrow, and i'm currently in school waiting for Kuya to get Cor's suit so I can get mine. Cor has just reminded me of something, something which makes me worry more than I have for the past few weeks. I dont know if I can still get into the UP art workshop... Worried about the slots available...What now? I dont know. I guess I'll have to attend to it tomorrow, I wont have time today. I just hope I get in, because I really need this...As I said, this is my last chance.Im praying this pulls through.
On the lighter side, most of the class is here now and I don't really give a damn for the embodiments of evil that make up my class, i'm just happy to see the few who I still have faith in. After a week of isolation at the glorified prison I call my home, i'm glad to be out amongst friends again. I think everything will be alright, I just have to make sure.
Oh yeah, me and Cor are getting married on November 25, 2011. everyone who cares knows how to reach us.
1:20 PM
Sunday, March 27, 2005
The year is ending. Many undesirable events have happened during the seemingly quiet time wherein I have not written here. These I find too depressing to recall and so instead of the usual sad entries, I will write a fairly neutral one.
Me and her are together again, our separation and the details of which, you need not know. We attended our class' field trip together, though we were still in argument, and we patched things up there, at this impressively constructed zoo. The places we went to before reaching this place, the trips' saving grace, are too unworty of mention.
Because we are a couple again, I am attending prom, and in a suit which is very me. My expectations of this last get-together of our batch are low,given that my whole class is made up of idiots, bastards, backstabbers and lying scum (with some exceptions), I am wholly assured the night will prove to be a waste of time and money, which is why I have planned to leave early, hopefully with the few who are unaffected by the rest of the class' contagious undesirable qualities.
The only real worry I have at this time is UP's talent test, which I am taking, of course. This test is virtually my last chance at acceptance into the school, and though I am taking steps to ensure my success, I am left with anxiety and doubt, neither of which I have knowledge of remedying. I can say this for the upcoming months; they will make or break me.
2:09 AM
About Me
Shinigami Duo
Don. A distinct and utterly confused soul who finds
solace in those around him. Although he claims to
prefer the dark and twisted side of the force, so to
speak, his golden moment are those wherein he is
surrounded by his true friends. He is a
contradiction in himself. A lazy perfectionist, who's
work has heart, even though he seems to put
almost no effort into his work. He is a User, yet he
lets people Use him. He is a smoker, yet when his
friends light up in front of him, it disturbs him
terribly. All this and more, completes the complex
enigma that is Don.
But...What is this "more"? Who IS Don?
-anonymous
