I Hate Chem... A BIT. No, A LOT.
Sunday, June 20, 201011:41 AM
And here is a personalized tag of my current fave: Permanent December from Miley's new baby, "Can't Be Tamed"
And so... yeah. I know I probably shouldn't being doing this since I still have a History assignment to rush before the morning is over and I still have a lot of requirements to fulfill, but I just can't help it. Sometimes, I just get the feeling that my blog looks dead and boring without me. OKAY, AS IF. But no, seriously. I love it when I check it out and I see some recent posts posted by the not-s0-vain webmistress who, as the word indicates, is full of STRESS and missing the WEB. Maybe it's just the after shock of being dragged away from the computer since it's back to school and my tyrannical mother who often gets high blood just wants to teach me, apparently, some "discipline" so I won't get "addicted" in playing and surfing in the computer.
I know, I know, she has a point, and a right one at that. But sometimes, it's just so hard to separate my whole entity from the keyboard (and the sounds that it emits when I'm pounding on the keys too hard) and the (shiny, shiny) monitor, especially when it lights up with all it's high definition-ess.
Though, in my opinion, it's not really so bad since all she did was hide (yeah, I know, we're so childish in this house that my mom still plays hiding games with us) my precious laptop (that, I could pull anywhere in the house, except the bathroom) but, all in all, it's still good that she didn't totally cut off the ISP or the internet source and left us the huge computer situated on the hottest part of the planet (no, I'm joking), slash that; hottest part in the room (so we could probably keep our hands to ourselves and leave the old computer alone). I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong. But it's just that, it's really hot in here and this FREAKING computer is the only thing I've got to get all the information I need for my assignments (like, now) and I have no choice but to write and type my homeworks in complete darkness (I'm exagerrating, it's just a bit, seriously) since the flourescent bulb is like a meter removed from the top of my head so it's a bit dim and obviously, it's pretty irritating to the eye. I also have to do the squinting and stuff. It's moronic.
And so... I don't even know why I'm doing this. Here I am, making pledges to myself that I'm gonna be the most diligent junior who ever existed in the metropolis, doing her assignments with passion and love (and all those ick stuff) and knowing, like, everything. But look at me, here I am, typing like some crazed maniac the stuff you're reading right now. Gosh, I missed blogging so much. I feel like it's been a month, when actually, it's just been three days since I last used the computer for a whole day. But I'm rather happy that I'm getting treatment for free, and I get to do something productive on my time away from the web. Oh yeah, maybe the next episode of Angel Beats! have already been belted out, just that I really can't see it because, yeah, as I said, my laptop was slurped away, no, was hidden and ye olde PC has no freaking sounds since, somehow, the capability to emit sounds have been lost to it and it can't recognize the speakers. So demented, ye olde PC is.
And... what else??? You want to be privy to my so dramatic first three days of school where I totally flunked the chem diagnostic test... NOT. I got soooo badtrip at that time and I was like, this expression 0_0 after we passed the papers and I wasn't even in the mood to breath, no to mention laugh like I'm some kind of moron. But later on, the smile went back to my lips since Dawn, one of my closest friends in my class made all the difference in the world by making everyone of us crack up just by showing us how her eyes disappear when she laughs in general. But I guess, that was only in the outside and I'm still a little raw and wounded in the inside since up to now, I'm still a bit hung up on the fact that I flunked the diagnostic test, when, especially, I stayed up late reviewing all the terms and reading past books about those chemicals, elements and other whatnots. Over.
And, I don't know when the sting will go back, but right now, I don't feel a thing and I have this demented idea that, so far, everything is going to be all right. Oh by the way, I've had a lot of new inspirations and idols nowadays. First, I want to introduce the person who indirectly taught me how to stand up when I get knocked down by the winds of my life, Nick Vujicic! And yeah, he's such a cool person. Dibs by the way to Maam Hanie Banzuelo, my geom educator for introducing us to him. I think I released a lot of pain when she showed us his video, the "life without limb" one and it made me squeeze out all the bitterness that I felt at that time. I especially noted his quote "When you fall, you just have to try again, and again, and again." Makes you want to think that it's not the end of the world and Will Smith's gonna blow us all up.
And... dibs also to Ate Abigail Agbayani, the editor-in-chief of JTWG, or the Junior Thomasian Writer's Guild!!! Congratulations for weaving up an out of this world story!!! Oh, see my enthusiasm; I'm using three exclamation points in a row. I mean, honestly, "Piece of Cake" was an absolute masterpiece. I only wish I could make that kind of humor filled prose where you would really laugh together with the heroine of the story. And, I also hope that she'd come up with more stories like that. I knew someone who could write in that fashion and I'm currently wondering if they're the same person or not. I'm not so sure though. But, the main impact of her story writing is that, by the way she writes, she brings all the spice and the excitement in her words, even if she's not writing in English.
Even I; she really made me realize that my native language, Filipino, could turn out a work of art with the right amount of humor and substance. It also helped that she talked about finding love, particularly by a girl who had never been in love before. I'd definitely recommend it. Plus... since I'm such a good person, and I love those people who follow me, I'd try to post the story on my story blog once it's finally ready to be broadcasted to the public and the layout's all done. My apologies for it's taking a long time to launch. It's just that I don't really have the time to edit the CSS and change all the necessary things to be changed. But first, obviously, and as the custom of the world of writers, it's by far required for the permission of the writer of a prose to publish or post their creations in various ways of media.
And so, I still have to ask Ate Abigail. That would take some time, particularly because I don't really know her, and I don't even know what she looks like. I still have to ask the people around me, and who knows, I might get lucky and I'd finally come upon her footsteps and get to ask her if I could boast her work. Haha. But if I get approved, expect "Piece of Cake" in my story blog.
That's all, by far. Got to get back to work and pour my life and soul in my History homework.
LOVELOTZ,
Blessie
P.S
Just watched Karate Kid yesterday (which is Saturday). It's so good. You should catch it at the cinemas. Go for it in full screen, but do make sure that you clean your glasses before hitting the chairs or you'll end up doing a lot of squinting like me. All right. Hope you enjoyed your first weekend off.
Labels: Chemistry, Insanity, Prose, Rush
