don't lie about cookies

I have the worst timing. Ever. It's funny how I still don't get it, I mean I have eighteen years of evidence to prove it. Worst timing. Ever.

Today was a fail pail day. Le fantastic plans were practically thrown out the window by the time I got the text message reading that classes got suspended. So no fantastic plans, no getting to have bfast or lunch with my bffff, and no boarding. And even if the weather made me want to make myself a human slug, out of over sized sweaters and warm comforters, it still wasn't cool that I didn't get to board today. I wouldn't mind staying late at school, or trying to catch the last train ride, or swimming in flood water just so that I'd be able to keep doing what I do. It's tiring and all, but I think that's sort of what makes the DJ life real different and special. Just the thought of being able to share music is already overwhelming. It's almost like living the dream, just imagine how much more if I could actually do this for a living. One day.

For now I have readings and court cases (I don't even know what for, but whatevs, Sir Cogpsyc's cute. And he keeps calling me during recitation. It's either he finds me amusing or he just really likes torturing his students. It must be me because I'm so amazeballs >:) Yeah, right), there's a video and cupcakes that need to be baked. Also there is peanut butter that is not actually made of peanut and butter, also there are taco shells. There's so much to do, but all I've done since I got home was sleep, sleep and sleep. I guess I really won't be sleeping tonight as well.

Also mom's going to Cebu again, so I'm crossing my fingers she actually gets me a ukelele this time. All she ever brings back is dried mangoes, not like it's a bad thing. It's just that I've been asking her for a ukelele whenever she goes on these trips, and every time she gets back she's always apologizing for not finding the time to get me one. And then hands me a pack of dried mangoes. So I'm trying to compensate for being ukelele-less. I know they aren't the same, but I've been trying to play the guitar. Trying being the operative verb here. Sadly, my fingers are as messed up as my tear ducts and everything else that comes with the package that is Arielle Sindac. But I still try. I've been trying since and now my pinky hurts. I can never really get chord changes, my fingers really don't like to stress themselves out so they barely cooperate. I wish Ate would stop fangirling too much so we can jam again, and so that she could play the guitar instead of me doing a sad excuse for strumming and so that my pinky wouldn't hurt. Her excuse is that she has finals tomorrow. But she isn't studying. The cookies weren't music inducing this time. Shame. Cookie inspired songs are the best. 

Yup, I baked cookies today. I wouldn't know how the cookies tasted like since I'm vegan-edge at the moment. Some people said they that they tasted AMAAAAAZING but then Cyrilo said, "They taste like crap. Don't ever bake those cookies ever again." I hope no one was lying to me about the cookies. I want people to be completely honest with me, especially when it comes to food. Always with food. So maybe I'm sort of glad the fantastic plans didn't turn out the way I wanted to. I wouldn't want to be dumped because of cookies. That would be very, very sad.

Isn't it amazing that there's just so much good music out there and it's like it's your task to actually go out there and find it for yourself? I wish le internet connection wasn't so weird. I really want to download more beat tapes, the sound is just really perfect for this kind of weather. Also it's really difficult to download the complete albums of indie artists. Especially if they're named Pond and what usually pops out are pictures of actual ponds.

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12:34

This is kind of mean, but I wish classes would be suspended today as well. I'm serious. I want to spend time with my best grrls without being afraid of not making my earlier commitments for today. So please. Weather? Please? Crossing my fingers.  

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