When I left the house and it started to rain really heavy, I was wishing I had a car to drive to school. It's a bitch going around the city via public transport when it's pouring.
This class was more fun I think. The introductions were much simpler, and we actually had a lengthy discussion about the course. At some point though, it got too cold, I couldn't even concentrate. I had bullets for nipples.
About 15 minutes before we were dismissed, this guy nonchalantly walks in and explained he was late because he just got into a car accident and had to file a police report. Suddenly, the MRT wasn't so bad.
At the end of the class, my groupmates and I exchanged numbers.
Just Say It
My favorite geek is right. I do have trouble saying no. It's mostly because I don't like confrontations and awkward conversations. Sometimes, believe it or not,
This has to change. This. Will. Change.
MFG
I miss you.
P.S.
I already said no to the guy who wanted to share the Internet connection---nicely of course. No fist fight necessary. lol
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