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The GeeCee-ness Part II

Continuation! I might be posting more often. I hope. :]

VALUES EDUCATION AKA THE 'WALA AKONG FOOTRAG!' SUBJECT. That sounds so stupid. I really don't know what I was thinking. I don't have anything to call it either, so hindi ko na lang babaguhin. Hmm. I didn't expect to get a grade that high in Values, to be perfectly honest. Last year, I was a lazy ass. Seriously. Well, I still am, but I think I've improved. Anywho, I am very happy with my Values grade. Ma'am Enoch probably saw my effort [pfff.] and she gave me a high grade for trying. :]

PHYSICAL SCIENCE [PHYSICS] AKA THE SUBJECT THAT LULLS ME TO SLEEP. In all honesty, I wasn't expecting a high grade. I know how lazy I am when it comes to Physics. I usually don't understand anything Ma'am Bau II says. She talks on and on and on, but I think the only people that understand her are those seated at the front. She has this very, very, dull voice. If I was to compare her to someone, I think I would compare her to Professor Binns. Sabi kasi sa book, Professor Binns is brillant, but his [or is it her?] voice drones on and on. Same thing goes for Ma'am Bau II. Anywho, my Physics grade is okay. :]

RESEARCH AKA ANG WALANG KWENTANG SUBJECT. That alias is my own opinion. I am sorry if anyone is offended with what I wrote, but I find Research a waste of time and effort. I don't get it. I mean, we had to go to the National Library [which, by the way, I am never going back to] for stupid Research Literature, only to find out that we had to go back and get the biography. Amfufu! Argh. Anyway, my Research grade is alright, I guess. I guess Ma'am Katipunan gave me a grade that high because she was leaving us. [That so came out from nowhere.. -_-"]

INTERMEDIATE ALGEBRA [IA] AKA THE SUBJECT I DON'T GET. Well, I guess I understand the subject, more or less. It's the teacher I don't get. Ma'am Angeles is so..... bleh. One time, we were checking an assignment on a type of problem [I don't remember which]. She made some students solve on the board. When all of them were done, she corrected them. When we were one checking, she suddenly looked a one problem and looked sortof confused. Tapos pinalitan niya! Arrgh. Might not be a big deal for some people, but for me, it is. Why wasn't she sure of her answer? I knows she's only human, pero kahit na. Argh. Anyway, ayos lang grade ko.

COMPUTER SCIENCE [COMSCI] II AKA THE SUBJECT I CAN PASS WITH A BREEZE. Conceited, much? Hahaha. I know it seems very big-headed, but hey. ComSci is easy. Compared to Mr. Bulaclac's classes and policies, Sir Casba's classes are a breeze, and I'm sure a lot of Sophies would agree. Even though I was confident I would pass, I was indeed surprised with my grade. Akalain mo 'yun, naka line of 9 pa ako! Haha. Joyness. :]

So. Those are my reactions to my grades. I hope I can mantain or, if lucky, raise them. Wish me luck! :]

The GeeCee-ness

Well, I got my grades today. Overall, I'm happy with the grades I got, with a few exceptions here and there. Since my Xanga is wasting away, I'll talk all about my grades for now. I seriously don't think anyone would take the time to read this. Not much people I know have Xangas, only a select few.

SCIENCE AND TECHNOLOGY II [BIOLOGY] AKA THE BRINGER OF HELL AND MY HATEST SUBJECT. Well, The Bringer of Hell might be too dramatic. But I really, really hate Biology. All those monosaccharides and enzymes and protiens and stuff. I have a really hard time trying to memorize all of them. Well, I knew from the day I started Bio that it was one subject I was doomed to never understand. Alam kong pinasa lang ni Ma'am Monte yung grade ng mga bagsak kasi naawa siya sa parents namin. Ayaw niyang bumagsak kami. Basta. I really want to thank her for the opportunity to be able to make up for my very disappointing Bio grade. :]

MATHEMATICS II [GEOMETRY] AKA SUBJECT NG MGA PILOSOPO. I really don't see the point of having to prove stuff. I mean, why would you want to prove that this angle is congruent to that? Why memorize theorems and postulates and corollaries? Who cares if the triangles aren't congruent? Who cares if I cant construct to save my life? That's why people made RULERS, so we could MEASURE if something has the same measurement. I sincerely hope whoever made all the postulates, theorems and corollaries are burning in Hell. Since Ma'am Pollo announced our grade beforehand, I wasn't surprised when I got my card. It's not like I wasn't disappointed; I was. Compare my very depressing Geom grade to my Math grade last year, you'd think it was a different student. Seriously. I really don't know if my Geom grade will improve this quarter. I hope so.

COMMUNICATING IN ENGLISH ARTS II AKA MY NEW FAVORITE SUBJECT. That's right, folks. From this day onward, English is my favorite subject. English is easily the subject I excell in most. I am super happy with my English grade, and I have nothing to complain about the subject either. Just sometimes, Ma'am Rivera's lessons can be a pain in the ass, like when we were discussing "Of Mice and Men". That's that. :]

FILIPINO II AKA ANG KATAKOT-TAKOT NA ASIGNATURA. To be honest, I put that "Katakot-takot na Asignatura" bit because I'm afraid of Ma'am Bigaw. I don't find the Filipino subject scary, only the teacher. Believe it or not, I find Filipino hard. All those stuff you have to remember, like the kinds of whatever. If it was English, I could have answered almost at once. But in Filipino? Pff. Asa. I was MOST surprised when I saw my Filipino grade. I would have thought I was one of those that Ma'am Bigaw announced were 84. But, I'm not. So, I am happy with my grade. :]

SOCIAL STUDIES [ARALING PANLIPUNAN] II AKA NOSEBLEED CENTRAL. Indeed, I knew my Social grade was dismal, seeing as my ST [Student Time] and my normal quizzes were low. Hirap kasi mag-memorize. Memorization is only one of my many weak points. I was actually very surprised when Ma'am told me my grade. I was surprised in a happy way. While my grade might not be the highest [Manna got 92. PFF.], I was happy with my grade. One might even say Ma'am Dayrit is generous. I have nothing to complain about. :]

TECHNOLOGY AND LIVELIHOOD EDUCATION [TLE] II AKA THE LATE SUBJECT. "The Late Subject" because Ma'am Bau II always, ALWAYS, dismisses us at least 15 minutes after 5. It can get annoying, especially on Thursdays. Thursdays are Marconi's Nosebleed Days. Surprisingly, I am content with my TLE grade. I thought I would be disappointed because my Perio score wasn't high; in fact, it was very low. Oh well. Happy. TLE can be quite a snore. It's just so damn boring! And I'm actually Secretary in that class. Joy.

MAPEH [MUSIC, ARTS, PHYSICAL EDUCATION AND HEALTH] II AKA MY SECOND HATEST SUBJECT. Pff. I was, once again, surprised. I thought I was one of those people who got 83 or 84. I failed my formal graded recitation in Health kasi. PE really isn't my thing, God knows how I got a grade that high. Might have been because of Art, but as sure as Hell it wasn't Music. I think Ma'am Avellaneda now hates Marconi. Whatever. We hate her, too, anyhow, so the feeling is mutual.

Anywho, I haven't got time to finish writing this. I might continue tomorrow, but no guarantees. Sleep tight. :]

My 100th Day As A Xangan. :]

Long time, no post, eh? I'm sorry. Life's been hectic. Anyway. Here's what happened today.

>>posted on my Multiply<<

I wasn't surprised when they announced that classes were suspended. After 3 hours of continuous rain, what would you expect? Event though I wasn't surprised, that didn't hinder my emphatic "YES!!" when it was made official by Sir Arcilla, waving from the 4th floor of the Maceda Building.

Happy. I was happy. Ecstatic, even.

Then came the most problematic part of having classes suspended in the middle of the day: how to get home while it was raining cats and dogs. So there I was, racking my brain for ideas, when I remembered I had to tell Mom. She told me that she would ask Kuya Randel fetch me from school. All I had to do was wait near the gate so I could see him when he arrived.

Simple. It was that simple. I didn't have to think about the floodwater which, by the way, reached past ankle level.

With the biggest problem out of the way, we, meaning Chermaine, Zai, Glea, Janel, Patricia and I, went around the school, doing nothing of great importance. We were waiting for Andrea to finish her hands-on in ComSci. I was happy, as I was surrounded by most of my closest friends. What more could I ask for?

As with all good things, soon it came to an end. Glea and her brother went home. Me and Chermaine accompanied Zai and waited for 30 minutes until she finally, finally got enough courage to get on a jeep. Janel and Patricia stayed in the Main Building while Chermaine and I waited outside for my sundo.

And waited we did. By the way, it was still raining, and I only then discovered that my umbrella had a hole in it. Life continued giving me lemons, lemons I couldn't make into lemonade.

We waited, and waited, and waited. We talked to Danielle, and I finally met Lianne in person. Happy, right?

After about another 30 minutes, Mom texted me. Sabi niya, nasa Magallanes pa lang daw si Kuya Randel. She suggested that I just commute home. But I was determined to get in a car, take my socks off and let my then very wet feet dry. I told her me and Chermaine were going to eat at McDo.

So we did. Walking to McDo, ordering and eating consumed more or less another 30-45 minutes. I asked Mom whether Ate Gundy commuted home or not, and she replied that my sister would be going home with her school service.

Damn.

The reason Chermaine hadn't gone home yet was because earlier, Mom told me to tell Kuya Randel that we would be fetching Ate Gundy from MakSci. So I asked Chermaine if she wanted to ride the car instead of commuting, seeing that she lived pretty close to MakSci. After MUCH thought, she decided she wanted to come with me.

We walked back to MaSci and went to get her things. Patricia was still there, but she told us Janel had gone home at 12. After much discussion, Chermaine finally went on her way. Not 5 minutes later, however, Mom texted me yet again to inform me that she asked Kuya Randel to go back home because he was still at Magallanes. She told me to commute instead. With my happy bubble burst, I left Patricia and went on my merry way. [[note the sarcasm]]

My troubles started when I reached the intersection. The water in front of the school had quickly gone, but the water at the intersection was still present. It looked ankle deep, but it may have been deeper. I was staring at it in horror, torn between wanting to cross the road and just wait for it to evaporate as well. There were pedicabs lined along the sidewalk, offering to carry pedestrians across the street for 5 pesos.

The independent side of me won my inner battle, and I decided to just ride a pedicab. Never mind that I had to cross 2 more streets just to get to the LRT station. I didn't want to be super wet.

When I got off the LRT at EDSA, I strode to the jeepney terminal. I stopped short when I noticed the long lines. It took me a moment to realize that the reason the lines were unusually long today was because of the fact that there were no jeeps. At all. As I joined the line, I checked my cellphone to see what time it was.

1.00 PM. Not so bad.

More and more people began to join the line, but some of the commuters at the front of the line just went. After what seemed like hours without a single jeep stopping, I checked my phone again.

1.43 PM. Damn. Mom was going to kill me.

More and more vehicles drove past the road. Another time check.

2.16 PM. What the hell!?

After a few more minutes, I got worried. What if I didn't get to ride a jeep? What if I got stranded for the night? Worry soon evolved into panic. I was panicking. I soon felt my eyes water, and I hurriedly blinked them away.

No. I will not panic. Breath. Just breath. Breath in, breath out. Good. Again. In. Out.

Instead, I texted Mom to inform her that absolutely no jeeps were coming. She told me that she asked Tito Noel to fetch me from the terminal. She called to reassure me, and a few moments later, so did Dad. Again, my eyes filled with tears, but this time, of love and appreciation. Time check.

3.00 PM. Time flies, eh?

As I sat there, I stared off into space. I don't know how long a sat there, but I was brought back to reality by a Green Revo parking in the middle of the terminal. I stared at it's license plate.

WCY 774

I wasn't dreaming! As I hurriedly got up, I heard a girl somewhere say, "Aba. Nagpakita pa yang kotse. Papasakayin niyo ba kami?"

I didn't care.

I even forgot my phobia of large crowds as people stared at me getting into the car.

I didn't notice.

The car smelled like smoke, like someone had just thrown out a cigarette.

I didn't care.

All that mattered was that when I saw the car, I knew I was getting home. And after a long, hard day, I was finally able to take off my socks and shoes. It was only then I noticed something.

I had a sock tan.

Stupidity

I post once every two weeks. Nice. Ü

This entire blog post will be dedicated to ranting about stuff. I need to get my thoughts out somehow.

1. People who think they can talk/type in English, without any grammatical errors. I don't know. It just bugs me because they think they're all that. Ugh. I guess that makes me one of them, thinking I can talk and type in perfect English. Heck, I think I'm worse than some other people. But hey, that's just me. Ugh. That didn't even make sense. Pretend you didn't just read that. DELETE. Next.

2. My stupid fever. Ugh. I guess my fever started around Bio last Friday, about 11 AM. When we were finally dismissed, I guess it just got worse. It didn't help that my mom was all grumpy when I got in the car [after waiting for more or less 15 minutes in the rain because she told me they were in Faura] and was sort-of-but-not-exactly blaming me because of traffic. Helloooo. I can't control traffic. Duh. When we got home, I felt worse than ever, so I told Mom I felt sick. She was all, "Kasi nagpa-ulan ka eh," and I, being the loving, kind, respectful daughter that I am, just stared at her retreating back. I swear my mom's bipolar or something, 'cause when she came back, she went, "Kumain ka muna at uminom ng gamot tapos matulog ka muna," and then she left to go attend to T. Janjan. Weird. Wah. I'm feeling better now though. Ü

3. The OoTP disappointment. I dunno. The movie just wasn't what I expected. I felt it was lacking in some of the important parts of the book. I mean the book was the thickest yet but the movie was the shortest. Sort of stupid really. Oh and I guess one of the things that annoys me so much is the fact that the important things Dobby does in the book [like giving Harry the gillyweed and telling Harry about the Room of Requirement] became Neville's important parts. Whatever. Oh and the fact that Tom Felton didn't even have a total of 5 minutes screen time was a total disappointment. Plus side was that Robert Pattinson was shown quite a lot of times, more times that Tom was anyway. Oh and I got to see the cute Harry again.

So whatever. I'm feeling sort of stupid right now. I guess I should go to sleep to fix this. Whatever.

The World Hates Me... And I Hate It.

Whoo. My last post was June 9, and it is now July 1. Huwaw. Amazing how time flies, isn't it? I can't wait for the field demo. Ü

So, you guys might be wondering: why the title? Well, truth is, last week just wasn't my week. It was a nightmare, to say the least. Curious? Well, here's the deal; I failed my Social quiz, I didn't get plus 10 in Bio, I lost my cellphone (again), I got my face PAINFULLY pricked, and I got TWO of my teeth pulled out. Plus side? We watched "Transformers".

The Social thing is so frustrating. I failed by TWO POINTS. Two measley points. God, why am I such a failure?! **Enormous sigh here** I got 28. Well, I guess that's OK compared to some of my classmates, but DAMN! TWO EFFING POINTS! Oh well. I guess I'll just have to make up.

Bio. How I hate that subject. I guess we're lucky to have Mrs. Montenegro as our Bio teacher. I actually got 42 over 70 on that quiz. But Mrs. Montenegro gave plus points to the people who had completed the requirements for the booklet. I guess I have no one to blame but myself for this one. I have got to start being more responsible.

Ah. My cellphone. This happened, I guess, because of my own stupidity. I put my phone in my POCKET. In my effing POCKET 'cause I thought Mom was going to reply. God, I'm so stupid. Argh.

The face-pricking thing was not my fault though. Dra. Morada was pricking my face hard. I was actually crying. It hurt a lot. Now, to those who are considering going to the derma, I strongly suggest you to THINK about it a thousand times. I never thought it would be THAT painful, but I guess it just goes to show that not everything you assume is true.

He. The teeth-pulling thing. NOT MY FAULT. Now, before you guys get all these ideas as to why I had to have two of my teeth pulled out, just know that those teeth were just milk teeth. Amazed? I am too. WHY THE HECK WERE MY UPPER CANINES STILL MILK TEETH?! Stupidity. Now, I have to pray my permanent teeth will come out, or else Dra. Lally will have to  cut a hole in my gums or something. I was too horrified by the idea to listen properly.

Well, its late and I have to sleep. I just hope and pray that this week will be better than the last. Ü