Today has seriously been, by far, the most embarrassing day of my whole entire life. I seriously want to disappear right now. Like, poof, Tammy begone/disapparate/evaporate/condensed milk (speaking of condensed milk, I could definitely use some fruit salad right now).
Sadly, my embarrassment is not the only thing haunting me right now. EN12. LIT13. WHY DOES THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE HATE ME? Why can't I be a good public speaker (*mutilates self*)? I even had to volunteer as the class beadle for Lit13 just so that I can save face. :|
Okay, I was obviously lying. I volunteered because being the workaholic that I am, I just love bombarding myself with "extra-curricular activities" such as running to and fro Macci (which is the Matteo Ricci Hall in Ateneo slang) and the Rizal Lib, making friends with Ate Alma and the other photocopy ladies, and carrying huge ass loads of photocopied readings. I'm also the beadle for Botany Lecture, which I honestly regretting getting myself into because Dr. Tolentino scares me.
But this being the third day, I should probably get over it. 3 and a half more months to go!