when you feel like the world's up against you, just remember you've got 26 friends to back you up... the Choose-Your-Mood Alphabet Gang! finally, the words to complete the phrase "I feel _______." ....


A - absurd ~|~ B - bedraggled ~|~ C - crappy ~|~ D - despondent
E - enervated ~|~ F - frazzled ~|~ G - goofed ~|~ H - harassed
I - ineffable ~|~ J - junky ~|~ K - kvetched ~|~ L - lackadaisical
M - morose ~|~ N - neurotic ~|~ O - obscure ~|~ P - pallid ~|~ Q - qualmy
R - rotten ~|~ S - shriveled ~|~ T - tremulous ~|~ U - underrated
V - vile ~|~ W - woebegone ~|~ X - x'ed-up ~|~ Y - yoyo-ish ~|~ Z - zonked


*well, i'm not promoting or encouraging sadness, i'm just being creative about it. though yeah, i'm having the blues these days.

arrgh! it didn't rain last wednesday so our first practical exam in volleyball pushed through... it was really unnerving since i was wishing for a postponement again but nada. (it did drizzle a bit for only 10 f'n seconds!) the test was divided into "individual volley" 15 counts (bouncing the damn ball with your arms and wrists) and "feed the ball volley" 15 counts (by 2's: partner throws ball at you, you bounce it back to her w/ your wrists). both will be ONLY TAKEN ONCE. so when once it falls hard to the ground, you're done! i prepared myself for individual volley sunday and tuesday, since i was thinking i could do it - because if i can't do this damn thing well, what about the rest? i was pretty good in my practices (exceeding the required 15's) but then when my turn was getting nearer, i broke into a cold sweat, clammy hands and racing heartbeats. how i hate showcasing my "so-called expertise" to everyone (yeah, everyone's watchin' you!) ... so i ended fucking up and blooping everything. i couldn't even bounce the ball well, amounting to only 6 counts, getting a failed 4.0 score. (average to pass is 8 counts!) it was soooo not good. *hits myself for being such a wartass* ... i then thought i couldn't make the "feed the ball volley" better because i never really did practice for it until the day itself with my partner. but thank heavens i did fine in that exam (by a mysterious force, haha), a couple of glitches and a 1.25 score, totalling the two to a 2.5. i guess it's one of the lowest in the class. (i knew i could've done better, but oh well..) everyone else (especially the guys) were really superb, hitting the 1's like it was, um, peanuts. after five more grueling meetings (next week -- first real volley game! aaaah!), it's time to think of the next PE to enlist myself in. i still hate balls. is there an "advanced fitness" somewhere? phys ed should be abolished! ;|

i hate my grades this semester. i know i'm the one to blame, but it's really just depressing. :'-(

huge, overdue grievance: i'm a little pissed with how the college administrators are trying to make everything look so good and decent yet they can't solve the lousy air conditioning in my classroom since the first day of classes. the room's SO HUMID (imagine, the air outside the classroom is cooler!), and the 2 aircon units which are supposed to be functional are dripping already! (i'm near one, ya know!) we've been suffering from this b.s. for almost the whole schoolyear! we're paying for quality education, and this is what we get?! $%&@#!

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the stupid internet dial-up conned me! :(((

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