Skipped school today 'cause:
1. I'm freakin' exhausted
2. I need sleep after going to a 2-day training for KNN
3. I've got a cold like everyone else
4. My head feels like someone's hitting it with a shovel
5. That's just about it...

But on the bright side, I finished the deadly, bloody(kidding) training for KNN. It was fun! I get to exchange e-mail addresses and cell numbers with the other new reporters. But, before a story can be aired on TV, it will undergo a looooooooooooong process that is guaranteed to make my nose bleed. First, we have to submit a story proposal(which has to be literally perfect), then pre-production, shoot, transcribing and shotlisting, scriptwriting(I didn't know why I was even excited about this one), submission of first draft, additional shoot, submission of second draft and finally, voicing the script. Honestly, it's like volunteering to fight the terrorists in Iraq! But anyway, I think it will help me become a better person(naks!), I want to be able to voice out my thoughts and opinions even more and improve my writing skills(because I noticed it has gone away and left me here miserably...my fault, actually). And I was thinking of joining the Junior Inquirer. This will make up for my not having a club in school. But I'd rather join activities outside the school because when I join activities in school, the same people who have been OLPSians since forever for more than ten years(most of them) will get to read and appreciate(ehem-ehem) what I've done. So even if I wasn't able to join OLPSian Times this year,(actually, I blame my laziness, I wasn't in the mood to write that afternoon) if ever I can be a writer for Junior Inquirer, mas sikat di ba? *Wink wink*.
So...pushing writing aside, I finally bought Mayonnaise's CD yesterday. And it deserves a thumbs-up! I already have my favorites: Bakit Part 2 and Pink White Blue. And, yet again, they're dedicated to...uhm...hehe...
And by the way, I don't think I'll let God bless McDonald's anymore. Because...I can't believe I saw him...there! I don't know why I can't muster up the courage to look at his face! Why can't I? Why did I look down? I don't know why I felt so embarassed that time. I mean, he couldn't possibly have known that I was so concerned for him last Friday night. That it was him I was thinking of when I'm in the car on the way to a birthday party in QC. That I felt like crying when someone sung The Same Ground(I know, corny ko!) in the party. All because I was thinking of him! WHY AM I ALWAYS THINKING OF HIM?!?!