andiecrafts

It’s just the second day of classes and I feel tired already. The schedule from hell, eccentric teachers, homeworks of unimaginable lengths, and Saturday classes* form yet another slow-death cocktail. I doubt if I’ll be surviving this semester with my senses, wits, and everything else in between, intact. But then, don’t all college students?

Crispin and Beverly just entered the office. Ha! The strongest and steadiest memebers-slash-officers of the INTET-ISM SOCIETY. They just cracked a really funny joke. I guess sheer exhaustion plus Kalasagers make my day not so bad in the end.

I’m tired, but I know I’ll make it. After all, all’s well that ends well. And a little stopover at the Kalasag office before I hit home might just be the cherry to a day, though far from perfect, might as well have been the best sundae ever made.

*Saturday is the only time I have for myself and my schedule from hell (aka schell) has taken that away, too.