exactly 7 am, i woke up, tnx to the alarm clock sponsored by cm. i got up to prepare myself. i dont want to be late for our choir practice. (i have never been on time on our practices.) so there, i took a bath for ten minutes. search for anything to wear, gaaahdd.. i dont have pants to wear anymore, i have used each one of them, then i saw this old rugged pants in my bros closet. i knida did not like it since it looks too old.. but who would mind anyway, so i took it. then, i realized that i have used all my shirts too!! good thing i found my brown shirt in my bros closet .. our clothes sometimes gets mixed up.. and that makes us panic whenever we need one. so there, i wore that plain brown shirt and went off. it was already 8 am.. i was expecting a heavy traffic since 8 am is a "rush hour". so there, yeah, got myself stucked in a traffic in zapote. then i rode a jeepney to alabang to get a las pinas bus ( i swore to god never to ride a cavite bus again ever since i arrived at skul around 10 am because of insufficient public transportation vehicles and heavy traffic) that happened during our graduation practices. so there, i tried to wait for a bus, but gaaaahd!! 20 mins have passed and all the buses were refusing to give me a ride since all of them are fully loaded, so i rode a jeepney going to baclaran. then got jammed again in a traffic at coastal road. gaaawd, it was so hot!! so i asked the driver to drop me at mia road, then i rode a tas trans bus. woo.. that was soo tiring. guess what, i arrived at scool around 9 30 pm. gaawd, all the hardships and effort to come to school on time got wasted. argghh.. so that started my day...
after it was even worse. the practice was kinda, hmmm, okay in the morning session, but after that, gaaahhd, i got irritated maybe it wsa because of the fan, or the fact that we were not doin anything, or because i was not able to internalize everything we ought to sing, or maybe i was expecting it to be done by 12. the fact that i brought so much things and prepared so much for our badminton session got me irritated. singit lang ( we ate at a carinderia near our skul, it was cheap and i got everybody game for it) so there, the choir practice finished. then i was expecting that leslie, ph, nino and i would still play badminton( i am getting better evry session!!) but then, it turned out that we would just sit still, wait for god to end this world and go home. so there, we went home, while waiting for a bus, i suddenly felt this scourging feeling inside my stomach. gaad, it really hurts, like ulcer or something.. so i asked them if we could eat at kfc. so there we ate... then everything got worse.. i drank too much rootbeer and made my condition worse.. i was not able to finish my food.. that costs 90 php.. gaaahhdd!! i need to save money... then after that.. wooo... the dramatic concerto started.. with ph then with leslie.. woo. i got irritated... my stomach was really killing me then they started to go mellowdramatic. i saw that last phrse.. i really got irritated.. ralph. feeling close nman ako. woo.. i really hate those dramatic phrases... just like dani.. who told guiwo that, feeling close nman ako kay ralph.. argghh..watafrend tlga.. when i thought that we really were friends, and we really were close enough to be called friends. that makes me feel that i am also a "feeling close" human being to them.. then leslie cried.. it was my fault.. woo.. i shoud not have said that.. i was too insensitive.. so.. i got really depressed.. then it rained.. we waited for it to stop.. i was not really attacehd with reality then.. i was not with myself.. so there, after that, we went home..
we first went to lrt to drop nino then we rode a bus then leslie left at buendia. then i slept, i was too tired.. and it was too cold in that freakn bus. i was dreaming of pokemon.. haha... i was traumatized by the pokemon epi i saw in gma that morning.. so there, everything ash and misty were saying was about balut.. kwek kwek.. haha.. ph woke me up from that nice dream, zapote na pla.. so i was not really that awke then.. i was half awake actually.. parang lasing lang tpos "huh, zapote na?? ahh..baba na ako, paalam" half awake, i crossed the road.. then i saw i light.. it was so bright.. beeeeeeep!! woah.. it almost hit me. gawd.. good thing it stopped "putang ina mo! magpapakamatay kb??" the driver told me.. i can still remember, a marron lancer.. i think.. woo.. i almost died.. gawd..
then i went home.. went ot the cr.. my eyes started to shake. then haha, slapped myself.. im still alive..
i was not really conscious today.. i was not with myself... too many problems.. too much frustrations.. confusion.. guen? gawd.. everything is not sinking in.. overload.... i need..... something..
after it was even worse. the practice was kinda, hmmm, okay in the morning session, but after that, gaaahhd, i got irritated maybe it wsa because of the fan, or the fact that we were not doin anything, or because i was not able to internalize everything we ought to sing, or maybe i was expecting it to be done by 12. the fact that i brought so much things and prepared so much for our badminton session got me irritated. singit lang ( we ate at a carinderia near our skul, it was cheap and i got everybody game for it) so there, the choir practice finished. then i was expecting that leslie, ph, nino and i would still play badminton( i am getting better evry session!!) but then, it turned out that we would just sit still, wait for god to end this world and go home. so there, we went home, while waiting for a bus, i suddenly felt this scourging feeling inside my stomach. gaad, it really hurts, like ulcer or something.. so i asked them if we could eat at kfc. so there we ate... then everything got worse.. i drank too much rootbeer and made my condition worse.. i was not able to finish my food.. that costs 90 php.. gaaahhdd!! i need to save money... then after that.. wooo... the dramatic concerto started.. with ph then with leslie.. woo. i got irritated... my stomach was really killing me then they started to go mellowdramatic. i saw that last phrse.. i really got irritated.. ralph. feeling close nman ako. woo.. i really hate those dramatic phrases... just like dani.. who told guiwo that, feeling close nman ako kay ralph.. argghh..watafrend tlga.. when i thought that we really were friends, and we really were close enough to be called friends. that makes me feel that i am also a "feeling close" human being to them.. then leslie cried.. it was my fault.. woo.. i shoud not have said that.. i was too insensitive.. so.. i got really depressed.. then it rained.. we waited for it to stop.. i was not really attacehd with reality then.. i was not with myself.. so there, after that, we went home..
we first went to lrt to drop nino then we rode a bus then leslie left at buendia. then i slept, i was too tired.. and it was too cold in that freakn bus. i was dreaming of pokemon.. haha... i was traumatized by the pokemon epi i saw in gma that morning.. so there, everything ash and misty were saying was about balut.. kwek kwek.. haha.. ph woke me up from that nice dream, zapote na pla.. so i was not really that awke then.. i was half awake actually.. parang lasing lang tpos "huh, zapote na?? ahh..baba na ako, paalam" half awake, i crossed the road.. then i saw i light.. it was so bright.. beeeeeeep!! woah.. it almost hit me. gawd.. good thing it stopped "putang ina mo! magpapakamatay kb??" the driver told me.. i can still remember, a marron lancer.. i think.. woo.. i almost died.. gawd..
then i went home.. went ot the cr.. my eyes started to shake. then haha, slapped myself.. im still alive..
i was not really conscious today.. i was not with myself... too many problems.. too much frustrations.. confusion.. guen? gawd.. everything is not sinking in.. overload.... i need..... something..
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