sk, you just cut and paste. No need for some stuff.
anyway I just wanna share that my dad thought up a devious plan, and I don't know if I should acknowledge it as brilliant, but well.. He told me he already bought me my plane ticket for Bukidnon for May 7, and that I should have everything done by then, I have no choice. So I scramble, etc. Then I find out from my sister that the flight is actually for May 11. He just wanted me to finish early is all.
WHAT?
Now I, expecting to be home in like, 7 hours, had packed
all my clothes and sealed them away in the boxes ready for shipping, save for my jeans and one shirt that I would supposedly wear for the trip. Like, that's all I have.

I'm quite relieved that I get to have another three days or something, since I haven't really finished packing up the big stuff and furniture. I just thought it was a very eeeeevil thing to do. Tch.
