AAHH

OH GOSH.

I haven't done anything productive.T_T Overtime.:O

Hmph.

Kayata nimu uy. Seriously, sige'g padungog nga unsa imung nadaog.

PISS OFF, MAN! I DON'T GIVE A S***.

You've won, and you've pawned people in your university. OKAY. I GET IT. DO YOU WANNA EFFING PROVE THAT YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME? GOOOOO DO IT. WTF.

YOU DON'T NEED TO YM ME THAT YOU F***ING ARE OR POST ON MULTI THAT YOU ARE. PISS OFF.

SHUT UP.

SHUT UP.

SHUT UP.

Shape Up

It's time to go, go, and go!

Midterms season is coming, and it's coming hard! I will fight! Papers are piling up and stress is building up, but I'm not panicking. The Ateneo is really just like that. I'm happy for it.;)

We're going to do this, Mac! ONE BIG FIGHT.

:)(

Tangna.

I'm still in Regular MA 18.

But I'm not proud of how I stayed in. TANGNA. I NEED TO SHAPE UP. This isn't cheap Bethany Math. THIS IS THE ATENEO. TANGNA.

Cancellable lang. Soo okay lang.;)

I'm sorry to all those I disappointed.:(

July 12.

I can't believe I'm almost at one month of classes. Wow. The Ateneo is really different. The Math is soooo <3. English and Fil, too!!<3 AMC?:D GOOO.:)

There's not one subject I hate.:) GOOOOO BSM AMF BLOCK X1! I'm super random right now.

I don't even know if I'm supposed to be happy or sad or mad or pissed off. I'm rattling off the first thoughts that zap my brain.

Dang. I'm going into depression mode.

Shucks. I MISS CEBU. I miss it so much I want to curse.T_T WHAT THE HECK. I can't restrain myself. I just wanna get all my frustrations out. I know cursing won't do it, but this blog ain't doing much to help me either. DANG.

Maybe I should be studying to take the stress off. I dunno. All I know is that I have an explication to write and I have no idea where to start. Well, I just don't know where to start looking for all those theories. I'll find a way because I have the will.

But don't worry about me.;) I'll be fine.:) HAHAHA.

First Sem Schedule.

My schedule is soooooooo free.:)) Tuesdays and Thursdays are <3.:D Friday is the most "cramped" but what the heck.:)) I love it.:D

I'll be welcomed to my first day with English. Wish me luck.

Fat.

Darn. Bruce's buddy just canceled badminton for today. Sheeesh. I'm soo gonna get fat here.

Shoot.

Leaving.

Gosh. I'm already leaving for Manila tomorrow.

Said goodbye to a lot of people today. Kumon peepz, some classmates and teachers.

I don't know how I'm supposed to feel...Am I supposed to be eager? Or am I supposed to be sad? I'm uprooting myself once again and somehow, it doesn't feel so "right."

Then again, it's all for the best. Let's look for the light at the end of the tunnel and chase it. If Ateneo is the path that's going to take me there, I'll go full throttle. No holding back, no reservations.

Thanks for the ride guys. I'll see you in 5 months.

Relief.

Finally. Closure. I never thought this would be possible.

I never thought I would feel so happy about it. It just makes me feel good, makes me feel alive again. I'm happy it worked out. God is really good.

Friendship is great. I'll take it. Anything more would tarnish the respect and anything else that ever existed.

I'm thankful for yesterday. I'll never forget it.

I'll just hope for the best in the future because I know that she already has hers.:)

Close-Minded.

What the hell. I've graduated and you're giving me grief over the Filipino part? You call it cheating? :)) I laugh at your sheer stupidity. I mean...So what if I didn't practice it in front of you? For crying out loud, I was trying to surprise the people. You are soooo adlakjlfkajsdfljkad.

I don't get what's with you. Hello. Since when have new things ever killed? And you think we know nothing? I'll admit that. But I will never admit that you know all. You may think you're all "high" and "mighty" and shizzle. WHO CARES.

Everyone needs help. Everyone needs that rejuvenation factor. We all work as a team. And if one member of the team is not willing to accept a suggestion....Well, the whole plan would go down the drain.

I've done all I could for you...And you treat me like this? I know this sounds all self-centered and crap but seriously: Give credit where credit is due and move on. Learn new things and accept new things. Our HEADS are looking for new blood and a new spice in life. By suffocating us and preventing us from growing, you deprive this institution of the heights it should be soaring to.

So. Give it some thought.

And when you think that we're the ones feeling all "high" and "mighty." Well...

Look at yourself in the mirror and listen to yourself talk.

Then you'll find the truth behind this entry.

WTH.

Why do you want me to shorten my speech??!!!


THere's a reason it's called MY speech, not YOUR speech. DARN IT. So what if it's eeffffing long? At least I'm trying something new. ladjflkdjflkadj

Samoka. Need to redo this darn thing a day before the GRaduation.

A DAY. WHAT THE HELL.

It took me 2 days to write all of what I felt and know you wanna effing rape me of all the feelings that I've ever felt by telling me to shorten this testimonY????

DAMN.

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Dammit. If you wanna just blame me for asking useless pics, then eff off. Samoka nimu uy.

If you're just going to yap at me, then do it somewhere else. I don't need to efffing help you then if you think you know it all.

Dammit. Dammmit. Dammit.

Ikaw pa mu-yao2x. BUANG. I was just telling you what I remember dayun you think you have the right! S***. If you think you're so good, then do it all yourself. Go to Doc with our paper. Explain to her. Take all the complaints and all the dumb scolding. Go face Teacher Babes yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DON'T YOU EVER GIVE ME ATTITUDE DAMN YOU CUS I'LL BE HITTING BACK HARDER.

Dumaguete

I can't believe it's CVIRAA time again. Just a few months ago at Milo, I couldn't imagine myself making a run to CVIRAA with such a dismal display of badminton. Darn.

But 3 months later, I couldn't believe it...I was champion of Cebu City. After only 2 weeks of training, I did it. DARN! WOW.

Now, the tournament of my life is here. CVIRAA-Chapter 2. My chance at redemption. It's my chance to go to the Palaro and I won't let it slip aaway!!!

Beware. I'm coming to get you.

Broken.

I'm inconsolable right now.

I've been preparing all year for MTAP and what do I get for my last stint?

A bronze. And yet another snub from the Regional Team Finals.

The worst part about all of this is that it's my fault. We lost by 9. And we could've won by 1 if I hadn't screwed up the last two 5-point questions.

Disappointment? That's an understatement. I have no idea how to describe everything that's going through my head right now.

All those expectations have been hosed down the drain. They all pass and fly away before my eyes. I can't laugh, hell, I can't even cry.

What more do you want me to say?

I think I've said more than what's needed. You understand.

WHY.

Why is it that we see and hear about death everyday? Why is it that death has to happen everywhere around us?

Why here? Why now?

The worst part is that kids are the ones experiencing this five-letter word. Many die in crossfires. Other lose their lives in their lack of basic necessities. And others due to horrific diseases and ailments, like cancer.

I hate this part. I hate having to hear about it, especially since I'm one who loves kids and enjoys their company.

Just this year, I had to attend the funeral of one of my favorite kids. He was amazingly strong in his faith in God and he was amazingly persistent. Tenacious? Definitely. Badminton was never really his sport but he gave it his all. He impressed me with his willingness to learn and his determination to learn what he could. I was choked up inside.

And I had to give a eulogy. I was choked up inside and thinking to myself, "Why did he have to die, Lord? Why?"

And just today, I received another piece of heartbreaking news: A Kinder One student was suffering from a severe case of dengue. His condition is severe and he could pass away any time. Mom and I felt for him and his parents. To think that this kid is an only child. Not that his parents can't have another one, but the stigma of the loss might be just too much for them to take. I pray for him. Lord, please don't take this soul yet. Not now. Not while I'm still here in school.

It just helped me realize how privileged and blessed we are. This entity we call life is so ephemeral. We allow it to just pass by and we never make the most of it. We just want to get by and not be the best we can be.

Now I start to think about what I've done. Au contraire, what have I really done? What have I really done with the life given to me by the Omnipotent One?

I have yet to find out.

But as of now, there's that kid to pray for.

I hope and pray that God makes the best decision.