a writer, eh? not really. but why? because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am... real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me...
or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that.
because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about.. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care.
did you hear me?
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hi guys... hmmm.... it's been a week since last, if my memory serves me right.
and of course, a lot of events can fit into such a week. in summary, this is what happened, from last sunday to now. apologies to everyone, but i don't have the time for a long entry these days. it's quite... understandable, right? thanks.
during the past week, we finished a soft copy of our project in chemistry (a magazine all about *??* chemistry, of course!), practiced and performed for the annual linggo ng wika, participated (or at least present) in an open forum which consisted of two sections (supposedly a handful of persons... *peace guys!*), and tried to worm out an honest confession from a terror teacher regarding her untolerable behavior and mood swings (sorry, ma'am).
personally, i tried to fit in all these. also, i went through the worst "bad hair week" ever in my high school life, with the endless taunts i endured because i gave someone a bouquet of roses (big deal!!!!). in short, i was just not... myself, including the fact that i was only late thrice this week (partly because of being reprimanded by our english-first subject teacher).
i was also able to read four (yes, four!) long novels this week, and i'm still working on another one. and i cut down on my internet usage, just to add spice. (hallelujah! is that for real???) and oh... guess what, i've been taking notes in class in an orange filler, since the start of the second quarter.
and to end the festivites, here's a quote for everyone:
life is like a box of chocolates... you'll never know what you'll get.
as of now, i'm happily nibbling on a white peppermint choco bar. doesn't really taste good, but it will suit for the moment. hey, i know don't sound coherent or, if anything, rational. do forgive me - everything's unplanned, and i can do nothing about it. i'm very sorry.
maybe i'll never know what really hit me this week, but let's hope it's all only for once...
all these for a change??? oh, drop it, gab.
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