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Thursday, December 15, 2005

stressed

yesterday was the culmination of my stressful week, i hope.

life has never been different in the review school. it is constant pressure pressure pressure.

when i arrived at beda i found out that our december issue has never been released yet. when i called the press they advised me to wait as they will deliver the papers around 1:30 in the afternoon. just tell me where in God's green earth covered with gray filth did you see a newspaper being released at 1:30 in the afternoon?

then the editorial board had a meeting. i knew it, jo never had to call the meeting for me to know that a problem is simmering somewhere. Bernie got mad because he felt so left out in the last presswork. i cannot blame him, i know that we all became complacent, except for him.

i wanted to get mad at them at that instant. i thought they understand. i thought that it is okay with them that i dont show myself after i finalize all articles. i thought their silenced meant approval. but i never got mad at them because on one point they have a valid reason to feel that way. i just hope they'd understand my situation and that they would see the sacrifices i have to make just to dispense my responsibilities as the editor in chief and as a cpa board reviewee. i wanted to show them the quizzers i failed to answer and the quizzers that was marred with wrong answers because i was in the printing press, editing their articles that are delayed in the first place. but i never did because working for the paper is what i am called to do being its top honcho. it should not be a favor to them for it is my obligation. i am only hoping that they'd understand, as much as i try to understand them as to why their articles were delayed.

then as joana and i were patching some things up in our working relationship as EIC and Managing editor, the team captain of one of our varsity team barged into our office and acted to un-bedanly. yuck! it is as if her twang can even compensate her lack of breeding and femininity. i tried to hold my horse off, until the bitch was already screaming inside the office. the next thing i know i was going head with that ill bred bedan.

sigh. im tired

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