Monday, March 12, 2007
@ 1:34 PM
Perfect song for a lousy day.
This hasn't been a good day for all of us. Sorry if I ramble. it's just too much.
First up, our quiz in Logic. Our PRE-FINALS in Logic. Oh my poor brain. I was expecting blood to drip from my nose and ears. Everything was blurry as soon as I passed my paper. I even had to squint because I wasn't sure if it was Cholo beside me or a big fleshy watermelon. I'm serious. It was THAT bad.
Next, during Geography, our classmates were making a lot of noise. It's always been like that and it's downright annoying. I just wannna scream at the others to shut the fuck up because there are some people who actually want to learn, unlike them! They think that they know everything when they really don't. When the results of the quizes come out, their usually the ones who get the lowest scores. Serves them right. And today, Caloy (Professor Dalangin) got so pissed at us that he just stopped discussing; and he said that he won't discuss any of the remaining topics. AND THEY'RE INCLUDED IN THE FINALS. Great. Just great. I was really, really tempted to rip my hair off and storm out of the classroom. And there are some people who have the nerve to tell others to keep quiet when their the ones starting all the noise. Asses. Fuck them. We went to Professor Dalangin after class to say sorry. Even if we weren't the ones who started it, and he knows that we're the ones who listen to him, we still feel bad about it. Like they say, "Damay ang isa, damay ang lahat". He even said that he's gonna ask if he won't handle our section anymore; he really had enough of us. When Meg was apologizing to him, all he said was "We have nothing to talk about". Damn, dude. That hurt. They are ao gonna pay for what they did. Come finals, I hope they all fail. Damn them.
And another thing, our research paper in English was a flop. We have to make a lot of revisions. And I mean A LOT. And here's another thing, one of our group mates, as much as I don't want to mention his name, I've just about had it with him. MARK ABISADO. MARK ANTHONY ABISADO. He keeps on claiming that he knows "nothing" about what we're doing; when if fact he also helped in planning the stuff that we're supposed to submit! And what's with all the "I wish you could have told me" crap? Dude, we told you everything! I swear, if you say that again on Wednesday, I am going to let out a string of curses that will make you so dizzy that you wanna puke. Iris and Meg offered to be your translators in case that slow brain of yours can't process what I'm saying. Just one more, Mark. Don't make us hate you even more. We've been patient with you. But now you're just going too far. Just one more.
There was a shouting match between Gibson and the rest of my classmates. That was interesting. It's always fun to watch other people beat him. He's just so uncontrollabe. Meg did a great job. GO MEG! She called him "tanga", "bakla", "epal" and stuff like that. And he even sneered at her. Now that really pissed me off. And it was all because of that darn electric fan. The classroom was already bone-chillingly cold and yet he says that it's hot. Well, I understand his side; coz with all that fat stored inside of him there's no way that any of the cold could penetrate his skin. Baboy. Pig. Fucking pig. Roast yourself.
Waki informed us that our incoming president of the AB student council Kuya J.C. (yes, the guy I was crushing on. Well, until now actually), is on probation because he was complaining about the illegal raising of tuition fees in the school. He's on probation for 100 days. That's so unfair! We have our right to speak out! And here's another thing, (damn, bad news just keep coming and coming, huh?) our irregular student in Geography, Kuya Lucan, is suspended from school until he cuts his hair. Since there's a "no long hair for guys" policy in the school, all the guys are forced to cut their hair. But not Kuya Lucan. He let his hair grow and he even styled it like those of the guys in Jamaica. Now he's suspended. He's going to miss the Finals. And he has to enroll as an irregular student, again. STOP CAMPUS REPRESSION!
A really bad start to the week. It's pissing me off. I want everything to end. Can anybody kill me now, please? I've had enough.
By the way, I forgot to mention that it was Patricia (my sister) who lent me the book, "The 500 People You Meet In Hell".