I hate being sick. Especially when I haven't been doing anything for the past few months that would make me prone to sickness! Argh. I was having a hard time taking that stupid exam, because every other minute, I would feel like throwing up! I was thisclose to, one time. Bleh.

Sitting inside Studio 11, with the aircon on high cool, I kept on coughing and spitting into tissue. Ew, sorry. You didn't have to know that. But there. I felt like I was having an asthma attack, or something. Not a very happy feeling.

The exam was what everyone was telling me it would be. Reading comprehension, sentence structure, grammar. SRA ito! I could imagine moving up to Gold level. Haha, I was almost tempted to ask for the answer key, if only to confirm whether or not I "passed". I haven't had an exam since college - which was, what, six months ago? Nyar.

There were three people infront of me, and it didn't take too long for me to assume that they were Ateneans. d: The mere mention of AMP, the Comm Studio, and Mark Escaler were enough to confirm this assumption. Most of the people taking the exam were wearing jeans and sneakers. Count on me to come in slacks and boots. My mother: "Para naman may bearing ka!", when I asked if I could wear jeans.

I don't know why my throat's being such a pain these days. I haven't been abusing it at all! Augh. And now of all times. Sabi nga sa Clusivol, bawal magkasakit.