Brutality of the Goddess

This Christmas Break has been quite a drag–to me, at least.  the christmas decorations (or the lack thereof), heck, everything.  However, the infinite boredom was to be completely challenged when life just pulled a fast one on me.  Honestly, it was something i really had to deal with, and it was something that definitely made me feel what it was life to experience a series of unfortunate events.  No Olafs here or Mr. Stephanos.  Just plain, ill fate, bad luck, malas, or whatever you plan to call it–in rapid succession.

The first one happened on the eve of December 23 during one of our regular practices for the Christmas play, The Tale of the Three Trees.  We were through doing our first run-through, and our directress decided to give us a five-minute break.  Now, how should i know what those five, little minutes held for me?  I sat there on one of the pews, chatting with my friend when all of a sudden, a ten-year old girl approached me and told me that someone sent for me.  thinking that it was Achi Ruth Mae (however, still having that dreaded feeling of impending doom), i followed her.  she pointed to me a coffee-skinned, bespectacled guy who did his best to look away although his companions flashed him knowing smiles.  i went back tot he pews only to be tailed by the girl who then told me that the guy wanted to have my number. 

did i babble on the digits of my cellphone number?  absolutely not.  after my little ordeal with those kinds of arrangements, i decided never to give my number ever again to (this might sound mean but what the hey?) unidentified flying objects.

The second event happend just this morning when i was surfing the net, hanging out in friendster, and eventually reading my mails in yahoo.  previously, i sent a letter to a certain environmental reasearch center asking if they could give me the names of the projects so at least i could divide it among the staff.  however, the git-slash-freakshow-slash-idiot replied rudely.  allow me to quote in verbatim "masscom students like you should know better than to ask for such information using the internet." like duh!  so what was the use of that little link they had int he website that said "question? queries? email us!"

i could not let that moment pass by without retaliating.  so i emailed the freak and confronted him/her on his utter rudeness.

the third unfortunate event?  Well, it’s the most unfortunate one of all that can be summed up in one little sentence: a virus erased all my files, including that story i was just starting to write.

those are my year-enders and not very pleasant ones at that.  grr… no matter, there is still hope, i hope.

PS console me.  i need it so much.  i’m bordering towards freaking out already.

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