Do you know when you bump someone and you say an involuntary sorry even though you think that didn't hurt? And you get a sorry, too, when you get hit. I bet this is related to that culture crap our teacher has been talking about for the whole sem. But this post is not about culture. It's the lack of it. Or at least that's what I think.

For this week I was hit twice. One by this really bulky guy. He was muscular-bulky ang when he hit me with his huge watch he didn't even look back nor say sorry. And it hurt like hell. I thought it was gonna bruise, but thank heavens it didn't. The second one was by this woman carrying a huge box of pain-inflicting properties. I was hit by this corner and my skin was scratched. And no sorrys (or sorries?) whatsoever. What is with these people? Grr.

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I sale-d today. So much for Lenten sacrifices. I have been eating meat on Fridays. I have been eating a lot. And spending a lot, too. So the only thing that's holding up is the No Starbucks promise. Please let me not crave expensive coffee.

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My Burgie has been having problems lately. It spontaneously shuts down at very crucial moments. What am I going to do?

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PE is now over! We did the finals today and I actually don't know what to say. Block, I L-O-V-E you all. Haha. Thank you for bearing with my loud-ness. And thank you for being early when I'm not.

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I loved the first round of talumpati for Kom. Probabaly because I wasn't one of the speakers. Dingdong (Armando Balasbas, Jr. at Ma'am Kim's insistence) came up with a very witty speech. Loved it, loved it.

And of course there was The Great Believer. I felt like shedding tears even though she was just starting. But of course I didn't. It's a culture thing.

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Just a few more minutes and I'll be watching the highly anticipated [3x18]. Trebor, shut up. No spoilers (isn't this a car part?).

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A Saturday without exams=the calm before the storm. And this may be a really big storm. *sigh*

EDIT:

I just watched the latest Grey's episode. Reaction: OMG.