wE rEaL cOoL

i had a dream. hm. twenty minutes into sleeping, i dreamt about mr atienza. he was very disappointed in me. i don't know why. creepy. i forced myself to wake up. i did. tas natulog uli ako.

tas i dreamt that i disappointed ms villareal naman. whaaatdapaaaak? teka lang. ewan. it's murky. pero my math classmate was there. guy. nice butt, haha. enihoo... we were kinda lovey-doody. grah.

and then i was smoking. i bought one pack, smoked one straight. funny thing was, i found it bland. it was nothing. it's like sucking air through a straw. that's it. so i wanted to give it away. i don't know na. basta. madami.

ive had these tasteless-ciggie dreams before. hmm. what is it trying to tell me?

(twilight zone theme here.)

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ang khuleeeht. isel and i murdered gwendolyn brooks' poem for our lit 14 seatwork. also kinda lyk a suicide note cuz it's kinda like a patama (sheeeht! why do i talk that way?!) sa mga S.O.S. (do i have to define this?) haha. lines like: "you play roles. we write souls." haha. bad literature, promise. the biggest problem we had was an ethical one... do we write "you burn dimes"? haaa. there shouldn't be any ethics in poetry.

i'll probably get assassinated. hm. spell assassinated. double s, double s?

ambot.

had my botany long test. hai. buti na lang nag-aral ako. since im such a geek, i want to be DL -- dakilang loser -- but that's just a passing fantasy. i want to but i doubt it. graaaah.

stop the pressure!

i spilled water on one book i borrowed from the libe. oopsies. so now it's, er, wrinkly. and the cover bled.

(bite nails.)

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my high school classmate's father passed away. so now, the peepz back home, along with our teachers, are going to batangas to give amboy and his family condolences. hai. i'd like to come but... well, sa dami ng gagawin dito, sarili ko ngang pamilya, hindi ko mabisita. sad.

things to do... among them, heading back to school to listen to a lecture about God and science working together. wah.

toodles.