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rewritethepastPerio week next week. Not to mention more STR, an Econ and Physics long test, and various other little requirements that nag at my brain from time to time.
Damn. Byebye internet, Tactics Ogre, anime, books, etc.
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We're going to work on Saturday on STR apparently. >_< Ma'am Yazondemanded allowed us to. So if I fail my perios, I'll say the director made me do it. Talk about excuses to parents.
Getting the weekend pass:
Ma'am at SSD: "O, ano ang kailangan mo?"
Me: "Kailangan po daw kami kumuha ng pass para magSTR sa Saturday."
Ma'am at SSD: "Dapat one week before yan ah. Sino ba ang teacher niyo?"
Me: (meekly) "Ma'am Yazon po."
Ma'am at SSD: "Ah, kaya pala. Wala na iyan problema."
Sometimes there are advantages to having the Director as your STR teacher. However, we wouldn't need to work on Sat if not for herdemands requests that really aren't needed. Rar.
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AdProg = love. But I'm disturbed by that email in Don-kun's inbox. I think I need to purge my eyes. Or pour alcohol over them.
***
FrontLobby:
Don-kun: "I'm J. M. Barrios, trained victim."
Now I know why I got "Very High" in Level 2 in that Dante's Inferno test. Not to mention that "Extreme" I got on Level 7. Damn, I need to douse myself in alcohol. Or at least my brain, so that the bad mental pictures will stop.
***
I still want to know what got written on the board Chem time yesterday that I missed (since I helped Jasper-kun with his lab report). ^_^ I'll offer a pack of ChocNut to anyone who tells me what it was. >_<
***
So I saw him again today. The guy who I fell out of love with around this year.
Nothing's there anymore. I didn't see purple anymore, I didn't swoon or fail the tests afterward, or trip or do something equally embarassing in front of him. I just said "Hi" and he waved, and that was it. Nothing anymore. It was like seeing any other guy, except I kept wondering "Aren't I supposed to blush or something?" and stuff all throughout the encounter.
I felt so much for him back then, cried over him, covered up for all his mistakes, took the blame for his larcenies. I cut classes to look at him, thought about him almost all the time, failed Math because I saw him before each Math test I took.
And now, I'm in fourth year and so is he, and there's nothing more to our relationship. He's just a guy I was classmates with in 1st year, and I'm just that girl he waves to when he sees me sometimes.
So I'm not in love with him anymore. I'm just in love with the other guy, the guy who told me my Physics grade sucks.
Either way, apparently, I can't fall in love with nice guys. Or I fall for guys that just ace Physics. Or whatever. And they're all from Ruby '06, apparently.
Damn. Byebye internet, Tactics Ogre, anime, books, etc.
***
We're going to work on Saturday on STR apparently. >_< Ma'am Yazon
Getting the weekend pass:
Ma'am at SSD: "O, ano ang kailangan mo?"
Me: "Kailangan po daw kami kumuha ng pass para magSTR sa Saturday."
Ma'am at SSD: "Dapat one week before yan ah. Sino ba ang teacher niyo?"
Me: (meekly) "Ma'am Yazon po."
Ma'am at SSD: "Ah, kaya pala. Wala na iyan problema."
Sometimes there are advantages to having the Director as your STR teacher. However, we wouldn't need to work on Sat if not for her
***
AdProg = love. But I'm disturbed by that email in Don-kun's inbox. I think I need to purge my eyes. Or pour alcohol over them.
***
FrontLobby:
Don-kun: "I'm J. M. Barrios, trained victim."
Now I know why I got "Very High" in Level 2 in that Dante's Inferno test. Not to mention that "Extreme" I got on Level 7. Damn, I need to douse myself in alcohol. Or at least my brain, so that the bad mental pictures will stop.
***
I still want to know what got written on the board Chem time yesterday that I missed (since I helped Jasper-kun with his lab report). ^_^ I'll offer a pack of ChocNut to anyone who tells me what it was. >_<
***
So I saw him again today. The guy who I fell out of love with around this year.
Nothing's there anymore. I didn't see purple anymore, I didn't swoon or fail the tests afterward, or trip or do something equally embarassing in front of him. I just said "Hi" and he waved, and that was it. Nothing anymore. It was like seeing any other guy, except I kept wondering "Aren't I supposed to blush or something?" and stuff all throughout the encounter.
I felt so much for him back then, cried over him, covered up for all his mistakes, took the blame for his larcenies. I cut classes to look at him, thought about him almost all the time, failed Math because I saw him before each Math test I took.
And now, I'm in fourth year and so is he, and there's nothing more to our relationship. He's just a guy I was classmates with in 1st year, and I'm just that girl he waves to when he sees me sometimes.
So I'm not in love with him anymore. I'm just in love with the other guy, the guy who told me my Physics grade sucks.
Either way, apparently, I can't fall in love with nice guys. Or I fall for guys that just ace Physics. Or whatever. And they're all from Ruby '06, apparently.
