The CSB Experience 2: Why Must It Always Be Me?! Waghh!

     The nightmare of virtual inanimosity returns to strike back at me for the nth time! I can't believe the overwhelming trust given to me by my Profes1 classmates, most which I barely even know. I was voted ***gulp*** "president" of the "republic" to help lead my constituent towards a fair and better world.

     I have leadership issues, ranging back during frosh year. I still vividly remember Ferdie pointing at me, telling Sir Aldwin "Gepsych/Intecom" Sanchez that I'm the block president. I denied his allegation but the whole block agreed that I should lead the class. It came at the wrong time since for most of our first term in CSB, I was too pre-occupied with a lot of stuff, which made so much of a workaholic. Me being a busybody equates me being cranky and overly stressed out. Grrr....

      I wonder how I would fare this time, considering that I had foregone some excess weight in the past. I don't know if I have the qualifications of a good leader, knowing I was much of a slave and a control-freak than a chief executive.

         The control-freak in me still lies within. Unfortunately, for a weekly three-hour class, I no longer foresee a recurring of past events which eventually reached its peak when I fatally created my own one-entry version of "The Vicious Circle" (if you're a regular viewer of 90210, you would know).

Pray for me :(