Thursday, February 26, 2009

I almost forgot how Sprite tastes like

until I tried it at McDo Quezon Ave last Sunday.

From that moment on, it's the only thing that sticks to my mind for quite a while. Everything's come and go. Articles, reports, homeworks, readings, people's names, even my money. (Errrm.. What was I talking about?)

My brain refused to accept any more information.

I'm glad the University Student Council Elections had ended. So did our coverage. Just a few more post-election analysis articles and we're set for the upcoming issues ahead. Finals week, summer, internship... Bring it on, baby!

Final thoughts on the election:

Jovan Cerda's (my brother. I can't help but be a proud!!! sister!) feat over Gel Nolasco was a slap on his detractors and critics' faces. But that only means he's leaving his post on Tinig ng Plaridel. Anyhoo, we can't have the best of both worlds, as the cliche says.

This election is a real learning experience for me and a lot of people. (Do I hear CMC students say yes?) I'm sure to enjoy Ethics class next sem.

I suck at reporting for CHK. Maybe because I have no drive to report anything about a college with no opposition, no political parties, and no candidates for a number of electoral posts.

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It's 1:30, I'm half-done with my Public Relations Class homework-- final project. I'm still hungry, despite Pancit Canton near the Main Lib. I have no love life. I have no money.

And I don't think I will have a good night sleep.

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