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C.A.T. : Citizens Abused and Tormented. I think it badly deserves some whining. I HATE IT. I simply loathe everything it stands for and makes me do. It's palpably useless, from the drills to Moks and his squat-f**kn-thrusts.

Well what happened was that the whole class and I did a total of approximately 150 squat-thrusts, 60 push-ups, and infinte jumping jacks to end the God-forsaken farce of the week. WE were like animals, captured, and made to entertain this ...this... sicko, by the name of Moks by constantly amusing him with our anguish, while he played god every f****n Friday from 2 pm til close to 5. Yeah. That has pretty been my life so far..every Friday... every ill-fated Friday. Argh.. the things I have to put up with before I finally move on to college. Shit, Moks. Get a real life. ...preparing for a war that'll never materialize. God.... So back to the CAT farce, we were there practically hitting the dirt for countless number of times. I was too damn exhausted alright. I actually felt a sudden urge to DEFY but then that could cost me my life. ^imagining being hit by a white baton^ Argh... my legs weren't really worked out for this kind of stuff. I just think this whole thing's a (here goes the cliche word of the night....) waste of time.

Ok, another weird thing that happened a while ago:

Fr Nunez: (coming to me with his hands reaching out to shake mine) "So, you are the valedictorian?"

Me: (dazed and confused...) "Uhh... yes of course.... yeah..."

Fr Nunez: (with his abnormally eerie smile mimicking that of Rasputin) "Wow. Congratualtions..." (then leaves...)

Me: (still confused but playing around) "Yes, yes...thank you. See you around Father."

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Hahahahahahahaha!!! That has got to be weirder than anything I've experienced so far this month. Me, being mistaken for the batch valedictorian. Ha! Was God trying to tell me something?

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March 19, 2004: the GRADUATION BALL. Wow.. Hmm... sino kaya date ko?

Ok, I've got a gig this Aug 29 but the problem lies that I'm not going to be able to play with my band. So, I'm gonna have someone to fill for me first.. Shet...

Geez... I'm pretty tired from everything now. Neeeeeed some rest. Badly.