It’s a Monday and I came to school straight after overtime work at the office. It seemed pretty normal until at the middle of the day, it was announced that there were no classes because of a motorists strike. Great! No class! Again!
I love the second semester; even if I only have one subject left in the afternoon, I’m grateful because I didn’t have to attend it. It gave me more time to rest and postpone working on a project that was most probably due today.
On Wednesday we’ll have no classes again because it’s considered a ‘study day’ so I have more time to rest again. hehe.
One thing that just drained me was the fact wherein I had to go back to school by riding a cab and then finding my lost wallet. Yes, people, my wallet (a new one at that) got lost.
&#@^^#^&%!@!#&)@#)(@*)(@*$)(@*#$^$^%#$.
I can’t even think of the ways on what I’ll have to do now to replace the content. I only had 20 pesos in it but the cards; shit. ATM, credit, government, discount, all lost. I’m still waiting for that kind soul to return it but the stress this is giving me just mentioning it is really upsetting.