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Talk about timing.

Bad Timing #1

I’ve been complaining about my leaking ceiling ever since the day I moved back to this house. The room where I’m staying now wasn’t my original room. I’m now in the West room. I used to be at the Center room. This used to be my aunt’s room. She had the ceiling covered with styrofoam before to keep the cold in, because this room used to always have the air conditioner running. Well, she left now, and the a/c is still in this room, the ceiling still covered in styro. The ironic thing is Papa cut the wire to the a/c so I can’t use it unless I become a wise-ass and get an extension cord and plug it there. They’ll still know if I had used it though, because it leaks outside. Talk about useless.

I have a lot of useless things in my room that I have learned to live with.  My aunt, who probably has no intention of coming back left a lot of crap in this room. There’s this space between the ceiling and the cabinets to put stuff, and she’s got a lot of her stuff there, instead of me being able to use all the closet and cabinet space. But then, I guess I got that from her, being a pack rat. I hate throwing away stuff.

ANYWAY back to my leaking ceiling. Iks and Papa have been trying to find the hole or something but couldn’t. Pop worsened the leak by going up the roof himself. This is no laughing matter. He’s probably around 300 lb. So, the leak had become like a faucet.

Recently, Pop and Ma got a big amount of money, so they decided to have the house to have some long-needed renovations. I complained about my ceiling, and they said they’ll prioritize that. Of course, I was glad.

While Pop was out, he sent me SMS saying that my room’s gonna be fixed TOMORROW. So, instead of saying it over breakfast, he decided to waste phone credit. And then, I realized that I had my CL 121 paper due on Friday. That means I wouldn’t be able to stay in my room and work on my paper when the carpenters are here…

I told Pop I had a paper due, and all he said was “Well you’d better hurry.”  I wanted to say “Fuck that shit.” But of course, they’ve never heard me swear. At least not intentionally. I think Pop heard me swear when I accidentally burned my hand while cooking.

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/o\ Doushiyou… T_T *sigh* I don’t know how long the repairs will take. They might have to tear off the whole roof off my room. I asked Pop what will I need to do. He said that the carpenters will be over and that I might not be able to use the room.

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YES, that was his answer. =_=

I asked if I need to cover my bed and with a sheet, and he said it’ll be dusty. OK, so Maybe that was a rhetorical answer? =___=

Bad Timing #2

I have this awful headache and my back aches and all I really want to do now is sleep. I napped earlier already, because I couldn’t really take the pain =_=. I woke up and the pain was gone, but now it’s back again.  >___<

I’ll … well, I already got the initial reading materials to work on, so… i’ll read them in a bit and write down notes.

Good Timing #1

The paper for CL 151 was moved from March 30 to April 2. The prof gave me ideas on how I could go about my paper, which was a lifesaver.

He wants me to work on the gender perspective, which, at the moment, I don’t really understand. It’s not feminist or phallic. Just gender, that’s why I’m kind of unsure. I’ll have to research on that, I guess.

Good Timing #2

I guess… Good timing #2 was Ma and Pa having the house fixed in time for rainy season…. just that the timing to fix it was bad for my sanity. but for the leaks, I guess it’s good. I told them they have to do something about my wall, since water seeps into it whenever it floods outside too. >____>

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That’s it for now. I have to start working on my damned paper. >_<

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