This week in school:
It was PANDEMONIUM. Everyone was running around, cramming, doing assignments at the last minute. What have we done to deserve all these? Our teachers, all of them except Sir Jorge "Gorgey" (teeheehee) Pacleb, they're all so CRUEL. Can't they see that we can't do all that they're asking us to do at the same time? What if we switched places? Then they'll know what it feels like to run around all day, trying to do their stupid homeworks and projects. We'll see how they'll feel. A while ago, our Filipino teacher, the one who thinks that the world is ending in three days because she's always in a rush, had us perform our Sabayang Pagbigkas during recess, yes RECESS, "BREAK" time. And after recess, we need to proceed to the church for the First Friday Mass. So we're like, haller? We still need to change into our costumes and then back into our school uniforms for the mass. I mean, how the heck are we gonna do that? We're not those sidekicks from Sky High who could change their clothes in an instant. So we like really changed back to our uniforms quickly and we went to church looking like we've just been harassed or raped or something. And then we saw our Fil teacher and guess what she said? "Ang tagal nyo". So I'm like, are you daft? We're not Dash, we're not Callisto, we don't have superpowers and we're not mutants! My fists REALLY balled itself into a fist and I just gritted my teeth and we just stayed away from her. Miguel just made a joke about her, doing his trademark teacher impersonating skills which never failed to make us laugh. HAHA.
Then after lunch is Math and my head ached after listening to Sir Soriano. Swear, I felt like someone is hitting it with a steel chair or a sledgehammer (wrestling??)And it's still aching but there are no steel chairs this time. I guess McDo's cheeseburger cured it a bit. Yum! Yum! Hehe...
So it's Friday, but not T.G.I.F. 'cause my UPCAT is on Sunday and our friggin' periodical is on MONDAY. Yes, THE day after my UPCAT. I always mention it so that everyone will know that my school is so C-R-U-E-L, and our principal's a sadist. Grr...badtrip.
But on the bright side, Jam told me that Sir Gorgey asked her for my cel number. Kilig. Joke. He's a married man, dammit! It's probably about the Spellbound. Karl said maybe I made it to the finals. I'm like, that's impossible, the elimination was so hard. But I don't wanna think about that right now, I've got a LOT of things to think about. Like for example, Mico, my crush, who's only a sophomore. hekhek. And Christian, who's only a freshman, but he's really got a CUTE smile. Killer, man! Besides, his section is my section's "baby" for the Freshmen's Day. So he's like, "my" baby, joke lang, child abuse. HAHA.
Oh! Last time I was so busy complaining about the date of our periodical that I forgot to mention that we watched PCD! HAHA! Yeah, PCD! The Pussycat Dolls. Yes. Me. Watched. PCD. And, with Kat(!) and Tetang. Heh. We met Bola there, he went with his family 'cause his sister wanted to watch. I'm like, "Sus, if I know, gusto mo rin eh. Kya ka pala absent kanina."
HAHA.
Me and Kat did nothing but OGLE the PCD. They are soooo HOT. We were like, "Whoa, sexy, man!" HAHA. And one of the girls, the red-haired one, looks like our Accounting teacher, so we're like, Go Miss Narag! HAHA. Dad and Kuya Alex went with me.
Oh well...I guess I'm done with this entry already. I still need to study for the UPCAT, although I know that my chance of passing is very dim. But nevertheless, I'm still gonna study. Naks sipag ba? Di totoo yan! Tomorrow I'm gonna go to mass to pray. Good luck to me. And thanks Liz for telling me to "break a neck"! I think that's what's gonna happen to me, all right. The UPCAT's 5 hours. Gosh...I hope I won't have mental block.