Is it even sensible to want to jot down coherent sentences when your mind is not coherent? Is it even sensible to think of sensibility when you are not sensible? Duh. Shame on you, I want to blab, and on to it I shall. I can't remember what I did today, except for those teeny, tiny bit of departure when I had to BOO people. Weridom is reigning the hallways. BOO. Holloween Halloween is not until October 31, and what date is it, exactly? July 31. Right. August-September-October...3 more months to go. Wait, no shit? ONLY 3 more months to go? Then what? December, January, February, March...4 more months to go and we're free of school? WOAH. We'll soon be reviewing, and we'll soon be taking the tests that will bring us to next set of ladders defining the end of our scholastic life. *Blah, blah, blah*

Where will I be after High School? ONE PLACE. I'll be in a point in the graph without coordinates, just maybe an inequality to define my location. I'll be in a place MORE than a thousand miles away from this place. I'll go fuck myself up abroad. (NO GREEN MINDS THERE FUNCTIONING? GOOD. COZ IF THERE ARE, SHOVE IT UP YOUR NOSE ALREADY.) I'll be climbing the tip top of the ladders of the I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-E Universties in the known world. I'll go to Harvard, or Oxford, or NYU! I'll take the goddamed SATs and what's the name of what they call it in UK and go there (on a scholarship if I can choose it! It costs TOO much. Ha.) But I swear I'll go there and study then take Law, where ever there chooses itself to be. I will go there.

I've thinking of this since forever and I've been thinking about it all day. I thought of it while we had Chemistry (Hey, hey, SEP actually helped me, can you believe it?) And I thought of it while we listened to substitutes and nonexistent substitutes during AK, Envi. Ed and the supposed History period. I did the crap those missing (not wanted) teachers wanted us to do and I turned to read. But wait! News flash: I don't have a book. Ha. I finished Wrath, and I DEFINITELY need Sloth, but I left it at home. My, my. I need to Reed read it now, but I'll get done with my Homework first.

Happy Birthday Kim, Annewileen, Bea Pojas and JK Rowling! MASSIVE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HARRY! He's how old? 27? Yeah. Harry! We ate cake today, from Kim! Recess: Black Forest. I never quite managed to particularly crave for it, but now, I DO! And Lunch, we gave Bea a *something* crumble and we devoured it.

Hold on, I'm watching TV. Show: Let's Speak Korean. Ha! I want to learn! Yong Gi E Si Mo Ro Yo? Is it far from here. Moroyo - far away. Hakawoyo - close. These two friends are hakawoyo. Shogu moroyo - a little bit faraway. Aitsu hakawoko - VERY close. Anyo - No. Kyeng-glo - PLANE. Be - BOAT. Peyo kam yon, : You can get there. (I'm using this as y notebook)

HAHA. WHAT DID I WATCH? =)) It's so cuuuuute. Hihi! It's already 6:30, I have to go. I need to begin doing my HW. I was supposed to go to the dentist today. Well, I did. But then, wala yung wire. So I'll go there bukas.

Kompangye-o: you can get there quickly. Tyet so yo - subway. Kumban - right away! COOL! =)) Haha, it was my sister who left it at Arirang. But she fell asleep! :> I talked to a kid in FAKE Korean kanina, and she was...dumbfounded!

Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, my favorite brother (well, seeing that he's my only brother...) picks me up from school after the basketball training. Everytime he picks me up, he grins at me and asks the same livid question: Ate, alam mo ba tong bugtong na ito? Adorable. Walang training ngayon, I ended up going to Alyssa's house! Ha! Yeah, baby. We did our Algeb and I studied Rhetorics (for A.F.S.!), and ate the yummy-fuckah chocolate covered carbohydrate that bloats up our dear sweet tummies--champorado! Then Migo picked me up. Ate, bugtong ko! Hawakan mo ang buntot ko at sisisid ako. AM I GREEN OR AM I GREEN? Biglang nagtatawa yung driver. HAHAAAAAAAAA. Uh, Migo? Ano? (Driver: Hik, hik, hik!) SANDOK! WTF! HAHAAAA. Green minded. (Driver: Tanungin mo sa Mommy mo yan, o kaya sa Daddy mo.) Lovely pick me upper since I had this incredibly sworn to evil stretch of time called the incredibly sworn to evil fucked up day dubbed July 30, 2007.

Started with Algeb (as it usually does, duh?) The pregnant teacher kept on babbling Martian words of love and affection and it took all I could offer to not scream in frustration. I was 30 seconds late with taking down notes and listening to her babbles of incoherent jungle of babbles (Read: Copying number 3, discussing number 6). I CAN'T GET ALGEB? I'm a fucked up Algebra whore! Ha. She kept on talking way past our recess time. So the pregnant teacher discussed 5 numbers in rounghly 1 minute and 25 seconds. Guiness? Ha. Shove it up her ass. May she give birth. In her defense, she was okay when we were in Grade 5 and 6, must be the hormones.

And my penguin whore Isa and I fought. I get touchy with section 3. I absolutely adore the class, and well, they're simply not adorable. I must be blind. But still, I <3> best subject to ever graze the meadows of scholastic nation. I SWEAR. By the way, Algeb is a screw up, it's bloody (Freeeeed and Geoooooorge and Snaaaaaape) easy once the pregnant teacher is out of the way. I actually got it when I looked at the HW. All I need is some SILENCE. Precious SILENCE.

Anyway, I must be off. I swore I'd be on my HW (AFS Visual Plan, Read Noli, Read World History, Algebra done with Algebra!, English research, Envi. Ed editing, Prom Docu Progress report, and nothing else edit the "classical" (I'm thinking it's really just a plain boring still life replica of some sort) painting I almost finished two weeks ago and finally lay it in for my mother to (eagerly! :D) frame.) by 7:30. It's already 7:45.

I'm losing my touch. :)

More pictures here.

I MUST EAT. I can't bring myself to eat today. My back hurts, must be due to the excess curve our chairs possess. They are not made particularly for ass-less people of the world. The curves are supposed to be occupied by the bums of the blessed people of the world. I, unfortunately, fill tha space up with the four lower vertaes of my vertebral column. Biology geeks, (not me, particularly!) is that right? You get the picture. AND they hurt SO bad. Add to the lack of cooling down during the basketball try-outs and what do we get? Hickory Dickory Duck Might as well be a duck-worth Bianca. It hurts bad, you know? And, I didn't eat a thing today after recess! I ate my cereals for breakfast, I ate my sandwich and milk biscuits for recess, and gave away my lunch. I'm not much of an eater, because I hate feeling bloated. I drank a whole bottle of C2, LOADS AND LOADS (probably jugs!) of water from the drinking fountain, a cup of Oreo shake, and what nots. PS, I also drank Mirinda under the false pretenses that it was orange juice. Real smart, eh? We all know my stomach can't tolerate soft drinks, and now my stomach is doing that awful, sickening, rumbling. That means I don't have the guts to eat unless I want a mob of gooey vomit on my face. Ha. Lovely sight, indeed?

So I'm rambling on and on. I thought we were free of HW, but we've got Algeb, Chemistry, History, and what else to worry about. Didn't realize it 'till Sarah Napala reminded me. Crap? I'll go and set my alarm on 3 AM, (fine, 3:30, just so!) and do it then. HOWEVER, I don't usually wake up! I MUST WAKE UP. I'm not sleeping in my bed, the sofa would be better. Or no. Fine. Bed. I can't read Harry Potter either (ISA! MUST THINK OF TEARS!) because I'd better rest. Is it not wonderful that my printer (according to Trish, I haven't been up there in a while) chose today to malfunction? English paper, hello?

Ramble, ramble, that's about all I can do. I took a Dove chocolate from the bag yesterday, and I got this message from the wrapper, "It's okay to do nothing." I got 4 others, but I can't place my finger on what they said. I'll do nothing. Ironic, since the moment I read it, I was reading my Filipino book as means of reviewing Noli. Ha? Great? Thought so. I continued reading. But now, IT IS OKAY TO DO NOTHING, not if you have 2 hours at dawn to do more than nothing. (Again, on with the HP-related tears!)

I guess I must be off? By the way, I am not watching the Harr La Salle-Ateneo game tomorrow, but I shall be parading the colors of my (albeit the word FUTURE,) school. The love for BLUE! Ha, we share it all, don't we? Note, it's the school, not the people, so don't go off getting any ideas. So Bee muz go to ZE bed. (Hear, Fleur?) Tuh-tuh.

One last thing! Those who want to be part of the Prom Documentation Committee, contact ME or KAYE V! Approach us tomorrow or what nots. Must change lay-out, eh?

I have been behind homework. I absolutely NEED to read Chemistry's Chapter 9 (on atoms), write my English essay, try to figure out what the next lessons for Geom and Algeb are because I need to read through it in order to understand the lesson (listening to the teacher had never been my thing), READ Noli Me Tangere and so on, so forth. I guess I'm doing my check list here, huh? What of my planner? It's thriving pretty well. Yeah, but very messy. Not at all the creative pages you used to see.

I missed the SONA. And I don't care. (I'm not supposed to say that because AFS will disown me, but go, honesty lover.) I didn't miss my HP7 book. Ha. Well, technically, I did. I missed it last Saturday. I made Trish go to AA to claim the book, but the kid slept at the kiosk and getting the book slipped her mind!!! Lovely? Tell me about it. I had to claim it today, during RECESS, when I could've read it yesterday! Oh, Isa, the pains? The pains.

That book will be the last thing I'm spending on for a few months. I'm not spending anything. I'm saving up for a surprise my Mom's planing for December. Apparently, we need to save up if we don't want to regret it. What IT is, I have no idea. A wild guess, she'll bring me to some place I've been begging for for ages. Hmm, problem is, which one? A testimony to my being a cheapmonk? Ha, I went to Eastwood last night (Tita Diwi's birthday, Mom brought us along), and I didn't buy a THING, except perhaps for a drink and candy. AND my Dad's gift! I'm saving, I'm saving, I'm saving. BOOYAH!

I love it when you call, I love it when you call, I love it when you call, but you never call at all. So what's the complication? It's only conversation. I love it when you call, but you never call at all-oh-woh-oh. Lovely song by THE FEELING.

I guess I'm off to write my English essay. Or Review of Related Lit. I really can't tell the difference. Now call me a loser. =))

PS, do check out these GRADE 6-7 pictures of me and my friends.

Well, I have been un-blogging for a whole month and 2 days, and that's because I'm EXTREMELY busy. Oh sorry. :-<

* AFS! (External Head, so a lot of PPTs and meetings and what nots) Right, Cara? Well, it is stressful, but I guess it'll be worth it (cough, college applications, cough!)

* Prom Documentation External Com Head (What IS up with me and external-ness of everything?) This is fine, because I have a lovely partner. Three cheers for Kaye Violeta! And well, there's Eenna the Executive Counterpart, but she's really a bad classmate and we always fight and she's an alien and she sings very well!

* OIL PAINTING! Okay, true, I haven't painted in two weeks, but I WILL paint on Saturday. There's no stopping a frustrated stress master.

* Investigatory Project. Ehem, the words themselves can kill, and that's enough said.

* Basketball! Now, who would've thought? Long story short, I went to the softball varsity try-outs, and I got picked up really late, 8 PM. And I chatted with Ms. Nen and she asked me if I wanted to try out for basketball instead. I showed up in short shorts, an oversized white shirt, and electric blue rubber shoes (I sadly lack rubber shoes as they are not my style!) And poof, I'm trying out. And learning. (I hope, to hell!)

* Events Committee Member (Yay! Oh, lurve.) It's not exactly time-consuming, but I just want to put it here!

* Book-whoring! (CHEEKS FLARE RED, EYES LIGHT UP!) I'm currently obsessing over the following books: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Gossip Girl 10, It Girl: Reckless, Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath and Sloth, and what else? SOON TO BE MY NUMBER ONE ADDICTION: HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS! Now, whatever happened to the last word being scar? I guess it's untrue.

* And of course, A JUNIOR LIFE awaits me down that little dark road. But then, it's lovely. Busy, but ultimately lovely! Noli Me Tangere is suprisingly easy. Beowulf? I actually LOVE it, sorry na, loser. And Canterbury? Much more love. Geometry and Algebra? The light in my dark, dark forest of numbers. My one true love: MATH! And well, Chemistry? Another story. It's particularly easy, but then I hate it when I don't get proper notes. So I end up hating the subject. Yeah, my Chem notes are MESSY. I hate it. Good God.

I must get back to Noli Me Tangere. I'll upload pictures SOON. I promise. And I'll post more the coming days.

AND ANOTHER THING, I'M CHANGING MY LAY-OUT SOON! Watch out. :> Ha?