I had the worst week of my life last week.
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Last Monday was a day of pictorials. We had our organization pictures taken for the year book. You think that’s fun? Not totally. Oily faces added up to the worry of knowing a jam-packed week awaiting is so not fun.
Tuesday was the day for the passing of the thesis proposal. We, the Adeva Circle of 13, had to pass our proposal without any revision. Meaning, we had to pass a proposal that we are sure to: 1) be liked by Ma’am Adeva; 2) be good enough to get an acceptable grade, and; 3) be decent enough to save our faces, knowing that we are OrCom seniors. Woooo. I was lucky to start early, because I was able to sleep for 2 hours. Compare that to my classmates who didn’t sleep at all!
Wednesday was the last day of SP COMM 133, or the debate class, MY EXTEMPORANEOUS SPEECH DAY, and the day that I officially died. Having only 2 hours of sleep, I had to do 3 speech plans! Ugh.
Thursday was the day for my Final Anthropology 185 Exam, ’nuff said. This was also the day that my group for the Anthropology 185 Documentary had a sleepover to edit the video.
Friday was for the passing of the Documentary, and Saturday was for the passing of the Podcast for OrCom 152.
Gosh. While typing that, I remember every moment. Every stress that I battled to get the week done! I remember waking up in the morning after having no sleep and saying, ‘I don’t want to study anymore’.
This semester is the most tiring semester I had in the whole four years of my stay in the university. And absolutely, this semester is the semester that made me feel the word that I didn’t believe I’d feel ever–BURNOUT. The semester made me feel the stress that made think of not caring about anything anymore. I just wanted to sleep. I just wanted to rest.
Luckily, my JZ introduced me to one of his friends. His friend that I easily had good feelings with. His friend that became my love, pleasure, and companion last week.
His friend is the one of the best players ever. He plays with me in a restaurant city, a farm ville, or a cafe world! He allows me to play assassin and be nasty like how mafia wars would be. He even likes role-playing after buying some friends!
His friend also loves saying quotes to me. I remember him offering me a line from the movie ‘One More Chance’ saying, “Ipikit mo ang mga mata mo, para kung masaktan man ako.. ‘di mo makita.” How sweet is that!
I can tell that this friend of JZ really wants to get to know me. He allows me to tag friends in my photos. He social interviews my friends for know their opinions about me. And, he does polls that could have me as the subject! Cuuute!
With him, I feel connected. He makes me feel at ease with him updating me of my friends’ statuses. He even goes out of his way to show me my friends’ pictures! Well, not that I can’t do that on my own, but he takes pleasure in doing so for me. He also tries to find friends and relatives that I haven’t seen for years! With him, I can find them easily.
I am just so grateful that I met him. This friend of JZ never left me during the worst week I had in my life so far. He never made me feel alone and sad. He kept me in good company.
I really am having fun with this friend of JZ. I actually think I’m falling for him. Hihi:)
BTW, JZ is my laptop and his friend’s name is Facebook. 😛
Arven
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