tots.. este, thoughts pala

bio-
he returned 2 quizzes today..
nung una masya pa ako..
"uu panis, perpek ako.. yesss.. yeah!!!!!!!!!!!1 olrayt.."
pero nung nakita ko yung 2nd quiz..
"shet...."
lab-
"pare, kaya 'tong lab ezm na 'to.. pwede na yan.."
after question number 3
"tanginaaaa.. ayoko na.. pucha bagsak na ako neto"
after focusing the microscope
"ano ba yan... minus ten agad.."
after knowing that lab exams are 60% of our lab grade
"...."

math-
ok lang. at least boarder line grade ko...
babawi ako.. pero galing ni ma'am, super bait.

chem lab-
lagi nalang ako nahuhuli sa paggawa ng mga experiments.
"ma'am teka, matatapos na ako.."

es stat-
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

chem lec-
"ma'am, how do you get the freezing point and boiling point constant?"
"given na sya."
--oo nga pala, kaya constant ang tawag sa kanila..
sorry na, 830am class yun, hindi pa nawawarm-up utak ko.

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seryoso naman:

kanina nakasama ko yung ilan sa mga high school classmeyts ko.
nagulat nga ako e, bigla ko nalang sila nakita sa may gate namin..
tapos sabi ko, "walang pagkain dito, hahaha. tangina nyo, dinalaw nyo pa ako dito.."
kaya sabi nila labas nalang kami, dus sa robinson metro east. pumayag naman ako. edi nagpaalam ako kay erpat, tapos pinaalala niya sa akin yung movie coupon niya. nakalagay-

free movie ticket when:

• you buy a ticket
• you buy snacks for a minimum of 50php.

ok naman, kinuha ko nalamg yung isnack kasi. 90 pesos yung movie ticket. edi dun na ako sa 50 pesos snack, libre sine pa.
pinanood namin 'if only'... balikan ko ito mamaya
tapos pumunta kami sa UP kasi dun nagaaral yung isa kong klasmeyt. pinakain din kami ng isaw. ayaw ko sana kaso na peer pressure ako, edi sige na nga. minsan lang naman.
buti pumayag yung isa kong klasmeyt na idaan uli ako sa amin. taga marikina lang naman siya e.

balik dun sa sine..

nung umaga kasi, nasa library ako.. wala ako magawa. nakinig nalang ako ng music. tapos biglang may nakita akong babae, maganda. umupo malapit sa akin.
tapos napaisip ako.. at bigalang kumuha ng papel at ballpen..hindi naman siya ang tinutukoy ko, pero it triggered something in my mind that was actually quite.. weird.

she wears the same damn clothes each day,
the ones where my head turns and wants to have a second look.
she sprays the same cologne/perfumre each day,
the ones that makes the flowers bloom.
she wears the same smile each day,
the ones that make my heart melt and make me feel that
there is something missing in my life...

oh cupid, how could i be so stupid.
you have already struck me with hundreds of your arrows
but i made a big mistake in removing each arrow every time.
don't get me wrong cupid.. your arrows hit the spot, that's for sure..
but i never gave any importance to each of your arrows
that are now breaking my heart.
and now i'am begging for you to shoot me with your arrows because i already miss her each day. don't let the flowers wither away and die

why should i like girls who i have no chance of knowing?
how fucking stupid could i get...
and now, i feel that i'am lost in this world.
where should i go to find the one that is right for me?
in what secluded island or underwater sanctuary is the one waiting for me?
will i ever know who that one is? or i may
be only dreaming to actually have that one?
i keep on asking these questions, fuck that,
i want answers. i need the answers badly.

here i'am at the mercy of your magical arrows.
stab me with one and may blood rush to my head
while the ecstacy of love sinks in.




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i know i love her... but i don't know how to love her.
-if only

(say awwwww right now.)

i guess, we only have a few chances in life.
better to just fail now than fail later.



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additonal..
i figured out that
the pen is my friend but the paper is my enemy..
in a sense, the paper becomes a limiting factor
no matter what style, shape or color.. words are still words..
so plain and so simple.

that's why it's not that easy to write isn't it?

writing is for the people who can't express themselves verbally (like me)

we like to hide behind te paper

and yet, our words cover more than what should be covered..

writing is a tough craft.. you are ruled by the paper, and some
may say that the pen is an extension of the human being..

i say that it's just a pen.
and i hate to manipulate everyone with words.