All this shouting's making me go kuhreyzeh.

So, it's apparently the stomach flu that I caught. And for this, I didn't get to go to school today and push through with my plans of eating lemon chicken and hakaw for lunch. It's really sad. Now I can't really eat anything. Period.

The two dudes yesterday emailed me again, one of them was saying sorry, and the other one said that I'd receive his apology next time. Ugh, that one's a badly effed up person. He should definitely rot in a garbage truck.

I just got a text from a classmate that my 2nd (and last) class for today is a free cut. Ohhh lucky me supreme! Which means I only missed one class today.

That still doesn't make me feel any better for missing my lemon chicken ang hakaw lunch. :c

I think I am currently experiencing an indigestion, though I didn't really eat THAT much. Hmm. Well. Uhh. Fine. I guess I did eat a lot, but nothing out of the usual from the past few days.

Ow. OWW!!!! It really hurts.

Anyways. My family went to Rockwell today, just like every Sunday. It being father's day today didn't really make a difference at all. We still did the usual: watch a movie, pig out, hear mass.

There was an orchestra right smack in the middle of the food floor, the UP Jazz Ensemble. I enjoyed their performance. Really really good. :) kind of makes me wanna join an ensemble.

Saw Resh today too. Saw some pendants off. Thanks Resh. :D

When I got home, I got a few new emails from two haters that are apparently brothers. Something about hating photographers because one of them lost his dreams of being one 'cause his hands started getting all sweaty and shaky. Yeah right, as if mine are all perfect. You should really see how bad my situation is. It's like a tsunami's suddenly gonna gush out of my palms. But I've learned my way around that. ;)

And then there's also something about hating me and my sister because we're rich that's why we get everything we want, and that they don't because they're poor. But hunny, look at it this way. We're workaholics that's why we have money. And you're a lazy bitter bum that's why you don't go anywhere. Stop complaining and get your fat ass working, and you'll most probably have a chance at a good life. ;)

Okay, my tummy's really complaining now. Maybe it needs some money too. HAHA