Getting Drunk on Energy Drinks and also Being Busy and Other Excuses

Mood: nuninuninu.
Now Playing: wishful thinking, FTC.

(*this is a combined post - of last saturday and of present-day tuesday- hence, the title*)

Lots of good things and not so good things happened this week. Had this debate thingy for oral comm class, and everyone knows i hate debates - well, more i like i CAN'T debate; i always stumble/mumble/fumble with my words. But aun. Since i got roped into being the deputy leader of the opposition, (yeah, i know it sounds cool but trust me. it effing sucks) i had to stand my ground against possibly the three most ball-busting debaters on the planet. One has this track record of going against school policy vs another school policy, then this girl with a 12903812890371237129 brain efficiency, and the clincher - a real live debater.

If there were any ranks lower than underdogs, like under under under under under under under the underdogs, go ten levels below that and that's where we smack right dab are. Hi, we're the opposition, how you doing.

Anyway,your typical Ding story happened - i stand up, i stutter, i get shot down, i dig a hole and cry, and then i effing shrug it off. Why? Cause im manly like that.

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So i finally passed a variation of this blog post for an article. Okay, fine fine. Maybe i did it cause im lazy. But i just want to make a difference. And i believe that this difference can be achieved by reading that variation.

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Did you buy it? Nah, i didn't much, too. Kidding! The article version is IMHO, slightly better in terms of content. In terms of personality and emotional attachment however, the blog version wins, hands down.

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I want to drink drink drink. But the problem is, i needs monies to properly drink - i need a pizza, a horror dvd and cans and cans of the good old SMB. Don't ask why; i just want to, okay.

And omfg. Speaking of grades, i passed all of the subjects - save for chemlab, which im putting my computations off till next week - YUSS. Still can't believe my effing educ psych score. Now i feel guilty for making fun of educpsych. Yes, i promise. I do feel guilty, at times.

BMA.. hmp. BMA. BMA was okay, i guess. Miscalculated an equation and ended up way off the mark, so i don't know how i even managed a pass. What the fuck. Theories of Personality is still in the green light nao. ENGCOM, well that's that.

FUCKNUTS, PE. HAHA. Tip to incoming ust freshmen: never take softball. You'll only eat mud, i swear. Take folk dance or social dance or any other dance. PFFT, i lold.

Anyway, the sad thing is, the way things are right now, i'm probably averaging at around 3s-2.25, at best. And i cannot get a pc upgrade that way, no sir. I need to be at least hovering at around 1.50s to order request my very lovable parents a DS/PSP/PS3slim, and a 1.00-1.50 to order demand for a pc upgrade. NOOOES.

AND SHITKJDAKLS. Speaking of, I has fixed my laptop. Yuss. Recovering everything so far is 75% finished. The only thing i need to do is to recover my goddamn music files.

BYTHEWAY. If you have any files/programs/pics/vids that you think i could use and at least in the slightest way relevant to my intarests, please feel free to toss your files into Ding's collection box. Thanks. sdkjasl. long story short -> you has file, you send me file.

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My aunt has a stomachache right now, and she's blaming all her energy drinks. So kabooyas. She gave me all of them. So now, i have this mini pile of energy drinks, and i think i'm drinking my weight in (reads label) ginseng and caffeine. :))

Im starting to feel tipsy, even.
Hmm. this stuff - some energy drink in a can called vit500 - is the shit, man.


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(*present time*) so i lol'd. I've been wearing this stupid blue shirt since sunday evening; im already 3 hours in this godawful tuesday morning, and im hungry as hell. i missed three fucking meals already saldjaklsjd.

aslkjdalskjdas. brb, taking a shower.

ahem.

so why the hell am i so lax in my hygiene skillz today? let me first explain that im a water person - i love taking showers, baths, and everything else related to water.Water is fun. Water is cool. If water was a person i would've married and had three beautiful kids with her already.

So why the hell am i so lax in my hygiene skills today? Oh, nothing much, really. Jus that i had to finish (and by finish i also mean writing editing, rewriting and shiz) a ton of letters, documents, presentations, schedules and even preparations for yet another dinner (which i probably would be too sleepy/tired to attend to anyway, but asjdaslkj a promise is a promise, and i made one with a devil of a woman) that i didn't have time to take a proper bath.

ps.
that shower i mentioned a few lines before? kekekekekewl as always. my fingers are all wrinkly and shit nao. iloveit.

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why the hell am i so busy, i wonder.