8th Post

I’m on my 8th post na. 

There, it’s the last day of january and things are going pretty well.

I’m so glad that my physics teacher got impressed at the work we did for the calendar. Thanks to iPhoto and  to my dad who spent money for the expenses that had to be paid. yay.

I’m at home now, writing this blog entry using my new Mac which my parents bought me a few weeks ago. hahaha. I’m spoiled. Forgive me.

Only 20 more days and school’s out. I hope that by the of the term, the graduation commitee would not forfeit my candidacy for graduation honors since I always sleep during the committee’s head subject [Math].

I’m starting to feel anxious about college. For one, it’s so hard to pick a school since i passed naman in every school where I applied. I could go to UST, UP, La Salle, Mapua, or Ateneo. I was entertaining the thought of going to Ateneo na lang and take Management Engineering. I was thinking that, if I’d take Civil Engineering at UP, it wouldn’t be so bad since I would already have a spot at my dad’s office. However, I realized that the construction industry that erects towers, cell sites, buildings, etc. get their contracts/projects from the corporate industry. I mean, a lot of money is achievable in the construction industry yet, since they get their job from the corporate world and the corporate world is the one paying those in the construction industry, then, the corporate world earns more than the construction industry.

It’s logical to think that working for the corporate world not only guarantees a stable earning/salary but it also opens the possiblity of having more opportunities for any individual while in the construction industry, earnings, though high, are quite rare since a lot of competition are in the same field.

I hate thinking about the future. I just wish that i’d earn a lot of money so that I could go travel around the world with mah beybeh. HAHAHA.

YOU! Thanks for visiting me a lot in Katipunan this week. I really miss you. 

last

last. i want to die.

leche part 2

okay. i’m gonna make another blog entry coz i still don’t feel like sleeping yet.

i hate this day.

my mom woke me up at 5:30. God. I was really hoping that i’d wake up late or that the yaya would forget to wake me up or my mom would not wake me up or that the driver won’t wake me up. Today’s my SAT II.  well. i messed up. like i’m-so-fucking-stupid-and-what-happened-to-my-four-years-of-high-school-education. I took three tests today: Physics, Chemistry and Mathematics [Order of how i took them.] Well, first test, i couldn’t stop myself from being asleep. I didn’t sleep early the night before and that made me feel sleepy throughout the test. I had around 18 blanks in physics, 14 in chemistry, 15 in math. I honestly didn’t care about the test anyway. however, it kinda made me feel stupid having to leave a lot of blanks.

i went to ust after the sat. i don’t hate that part of the day. and the garage sale. i had fun there.

the driver picked me up at around 5 and drove me home.

my dad was waiting for me and told me to get prepared because he’s taking me to these parties. I don’t mind naman whenever they bring me around, it’s just that i told them a few days ago that i had this party i wanted to attend but then they insisted on taking me to their parties [hating parents. i am so ungrateful. sobra.]. i hate how they couldn’t respect what i want to do. i mean, fuck, it’s my last year in high school and to tell you the truth, my fingers are more than all of my friends’ parties that i was able to attend combined. di ba? high school is supposed to be the time to have fun and i don’t think that i was able to get that. my parents always deprive me of that. my right to have fun. shit. [hate intensified]. I always do my part naman. I don’t get first honors pero i do get recognized for being one of the smart people in class. i don’t do drugs. i passed all the entrance tests[up,ateneo,dlsu,mapua,ust. well, not singapore but i dont care.]. i wish they would feel what parents’ of other kids who haven’t passed any college. maybe i’d understand why they won’t let me out if i were that stupid. pero, the hell. don’t i deserve to get to do what i want sometimes to have fun?

shit shit shit. pisseedddd.

leche

i’m really pissed. i am such a sissy for not doing anything about it. Why? i can’t. why? coz i’m a sissy.

i hate my parents’ inability to let go/trust. bitch. bitch. bitch.

itutulog ko na lang to.     

Writing Compositions for School

I know that I should finish writing the major composition since it’s already late, but i just wanted to clear my head a bit because i’m running out of lies to write. I just hate writing english compositions. ugh. it’s so tedious and yet i’m surprised at how it aims to improve our writing but, in reality, it only gives us students splitting headaches uncurable to mere paracetamol tablets.

hay. i love and hate the fact that we only have around 5 weeks left then school ends. I love and daydream about that last day since it signifies liberation from all the homeworks, quizzes, tests, projects deadlines, compositions and all those other things that give school a bad name. On the other hand, i dread that last day because it would mean the disintegration of the BBoys family. I’ll miss seeing my classmates.

Okay. I think i’ve rested enough.

Was able to think of more BS to write. see ya.