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August 17, 2008
"Promises were meant to be broken", they say. . .

Arg. I'm totally pissed. Though I'm not sure if pissed is the right word. I don't know if the word upset would be better or maybe sad. Though sad is an understatement of how I really feel. I don't even know who to get mad at. One thing's for sure, though: I am not happy. It's the 2nd day of the long weekend and despite of having fun or something, I'm actually crying my heart out.

We're supposed to go to Clark tomorrow and we've been planning that since last week. It's also scheduled in my invisible calendar in my mind. Monday: Fontana. But whoops, it was canceled. I want to go to Fontana so bad that I don't mind not doing my homeworks for Wednesday. It was canceled because my brother have classes on Tuesday. Apparently, DLSU isn't in Quezon City. What's stupid is, my mom and dad planning the trip for Monday and Tuesday. Aren't they smart enough to plan it for Today 'til tomorrow? Whoops, too late. Though they've moved the Clark thing for September 6. It's so far. And you guys might say, "Okay lang yan, at least meron." But sorry, it doesn't feel the same. Nakakabitin kasi pag yung regular weekend mo lang. Basta, it's a different feeling. It's really irritating. Pinaasa pa kasi nila ako. I mean, they've announced it this morning (and even made reservations) and they're gonna take it back in less than 24 hours. I was already so excited for tomorrow that I was visually planning on what to wear and what to bring. It's really pissing to feel that way. I can feel my eyes really puffy already but I don't really care. I really feel upset, disappointed and pissed all at the same time right now. Mom's inviting me to swim at my Uncle's condo tomorrow but no regular swimming pool can match Fontana's amazing water park. My mom's gonna be so mad at me tomorrow when she finds out that I cried over the shallowest thing ever. But I'm sorry, I don't find it shallow. When you expect something amazing to happen and then it doesn't, it hurts so bad. I can't read Eclipse. I can't believe I'm not actually in the mood for reading it. I'm in the mood to write. And no, Pinoy notes doesn't count. I'm guessing that's it. I'll try my best to finish Eclipse though.

Hope you guys enjoy your weekend, 'cause I know I'm not.

C.

7:10 AM