I hate staying up late.

I hate staying up late. Sa lahat lahat kasi ng panahon na pwede maging active ang problem analysis part ng utak ko, pinipili niya talaga ang late nights.


I'm deliberating stuff. Stuff I would do, Stuff I wouldn't do.


Primarily... Going to some trip the school wants us to go to.


And you know what? It makes me angry.


They're coercing us to do some thing for the sake of our grade. Oh come on! You freakshows. This is the first time I'm doing something like this.


I don't join organizations because I do not want doing things I feel like I am obliged to do. I want to do things because I want to do them, not because I feel like I NEED TO DO THEM OR ELSE SOME STUPID F***ed up sh*t will come out of nowhere.


And here you are, giving me the trouble of this dilemma that I should go to some excursion with the uncertainty if that place is safe, has communication signals, has a gawddamn restroom...


Okay. Let's do this the economics way.


Pros: I will get to experience life out of my comfort zone. I will know more about the life of indigenous communities. I will get exercise because technically, we'll probably be walking lots of kilometers somewhere.


Cons: It's definitely going to be hard. What about my habit of going to the restroom during late hours? (The f**k do you want me to not drink water??! Screw you.) Where are we going to take a bath? How will I call my parents if something bad comes up? Is that place even safe from nighttime attackers? None of my friends are actually there. So hello. Buddy-Buddy system.




.... I am so effin confused that it makes me angry.