Sexy, Innocent Child-Woman

Thank God It's Friday

I can't believe the week just went by so fast. That's how my life in Chicago has been for the past couple of months, though. I guess that's what happens when you're working 2 jobs and studying at the same time.

I just finished my stats assignment, so I'm totally BRAIN-DEAD. I e-mailed it to my professor an hour late, but he still accepted my work as "on time." May sablay nga lang. Excuse the jargon, but he can't see the arrows showing the causal paths connecting the variables in the models I constructed (Did I say excuse me for the jargon?). So I either have to send another version of my assignment with the arrows or leave a hard copy with the arrows and causal paths all drawn out in his mailbox by Monday. I've chosen to do the latter. Langhya, kinareer ko ang paggawa ng regression models, pati 'yung pagmarka ko ng direct and indirect paths ko tapos ayaw lumabas sa attachment? I tried doing the arrows again, though, but Word will only read it in a certain format. I think my prof would be able to see the arrows if he prints my file or views it using a different setting, though. I won't tell him na lang kasi baka sabihin niya sumosobra na ako.

This day has been so crazy, with all my plans falling apart. I didn't finish my homework by the time I had to leave for work. I got to our field trip late because my tita (Mama's childhood friend) in LA suddenly decided to give me a call, just when I was in the middle of explaining the relationship between education, income, age, number of kids, and occupational rank and property value. To top it off, I left my flash drive on my desk. Ang tanga-tanga ko, grabe. I had already taken it out of the computer, but I still left it on my desk! I guess that's what happens when you've been sleep-deprived for days. I meant to bring my thumb drive to work so I could e-mail my homework from the office or a nearby computer lab, but nooooooo, I just had to leave it in my apartment. Guess what that meant? I had to rush home after the field trip just so I could finish up my assignment and e-mail it. By the time I got done with it, it was too late to go back to the office or to even go to the talk at the Lake Shore Campus that we had the option of attending.

So under-time na naman ako this week. Dang! After making up all my hours last week! Ayoko nang mag-make up ng oras, parang awa niyo na. I hope D and A don't think I'm turning into a delinquent. I do have a work ethic, but shit happens.

My other plan was to meet up with Elizabeth, my good friend who was in town for a brief visit, before she went back to Michigan this afternoon. We were supposed to have lunch, but that fell through because of stats and because she didn't get to the downtown area till 1PM-ish anyways. We met up yesterday, but we only talked for 2 hours. Before that, the last time I saw her was last June. She has so much stuff to tell me pa naman, so I feel I let her down. She's been very understanding, though. She assured me, "Stuff happens." She was one of my first friends at Loyola and my first roommate. We also went through discernment issues together, and right now, I feel she's moved forward while I'm either paralyzed in my discernment or at the pointing of wanting to revert to my "buhay-Magdalena" stage. She said she might come back within the next few weeks (hope that's true), and I'm going to Michigan for spring break anyway, so I hope we'll find time to meet up soon. I miss that girl. =( She told me about something new in her discernment--she feels called to the contemplative life daw, and she wants to apply as an aspirant. I won't tell the nuns here na lang because I don't want to preempt anything. But I still can't believe it. We used to joke about what we'd do if one of us ended up in the monastery, and we even talked about how we'd smuggle notes through the bread. Who would have thought that might come true? I would have wanted to hear her story, so I hope we get to talk about it sometime.

Anyway, I'm not making much sense. At least my stats assignment is done. I only have to print it out and mark out the causal paths by hand if they don't show up in the printout. Other than that, I don't even want to look at my assignment. To hell with stats, hehe.

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I'm not on speaking terms with a Sr. M, who used to be one of my closest friends. Kainis lang because she's dragging other people into the misunderstanding we had when I went home to the Philippines for a visit last December. I'm so irritated at the way she's making it seem like it's my fault--for not understanding her, for focusing too much on myself, whatever. All I can say is, my outbursts don't happen in a vacuum. If I get hurt, get mad, and give someone a piece of my mind (be it verbally or via e-mail), it's because someone did something to hurt me, piss me off, and make me want to give her a piece of my mind. I'd like to think I'm nice at mahaba ang pasensya ko, but once someone provokes me, watch out...hindi ko titigilan 'yung taong 'yon.

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Grace just e-mailed me about this talk tonight by Dr. Noel Ignatiev, the guy who wrote How the Irish Became White. The talk is entitled "The Invention of Race: Palestine: A Contemporary Example." How nerdy. After Johnna leaves, I think Grace will be one of my few sociology close friends left. Next to Katrina, of course.

I miss Johnna already. I feel so strange without her here, and she's only in Wisconsin for the weekend.

Everybody's leaving me. =(

found herself @ 5:43 PM