Woke up early. It was really cold, and it's very weirdly strange that its this cool. A little bit more and QC will be a Baguio-shy city. I also typed my POW.
Math - Long Test 42/50. I thought i would fail, but had high hopes when it was announced that 16 people passed.
English - F*it. just like the math LT, TIME RAN OUT.
Science - some sick person said that UP sent out their results for the CAT. i was so excited inside that i wrote U.P. on my notebook for 100 times. damn.
- i was nearly suspended also. there was this quiz which seemed like a seatwork. i thought it was a fuckin seatwork. if it was a quiz, why did Oba talk to me? the fuck japanese boy. kahit si Manasan hindi alam, at sabi pa niya: Hoy Macrohon, dito ka gumawa. when i turned around and placed my size1 and my notebook on Miguel's desk, he also got the paper of Dominic to check the solution. then suddenly, Mr.NOlasco notices us and says that : "Mr. ___??__, face front, this is a quiz, that's a suspension, but....." He knew that we didnt know. We said, "Quiz pala to." Next, Mr. Nolasco noticed our opened notebooks, because of that he made it oficially a seatwork. pheww.
TD - Yeaaaaaaaa mahnnnnnnnn. Most of the tutoring session was dedicated to free time. Absent si Vinci, kaya nagdouble up ako.
HETTTO NA!
at the start of our trip to Hermogenes Elem School, Marvin, Me, Manasan, Martin were gesturing to the people outside to ride with us on our TD Jeep. with the speakers at mid-bass it was alata fan.
going home was damn. the best TD experience.... next to Joram's FIT and PIO experience. the song playing was sort of Hip-(P)op. we were doing the "going with the beat gesture", idk what it's called but we had our hands pumping up and down. then out of freaking Jerusalem nowhere this "gangsta-skwata" boy gives us the double magical Finger of death. our reaction was to say: "Woahhhhhhhh", "Oaaaaaaaahhh" and a little "Whoooooo". then were now doing the Song for Mary hand movement. the next thing we saw and knew.... they were chasing us... full speed. they weird and fuckingly trained "sprinters", we cheered on while the jeep was moving. once we got to a corner to take a right turn, i saw one guy holding a gargantic rock. he wanted to throw but he was a wussy. Martin was such a pussy that he went to the front of the jeep to take cover. We thought we lost them, but apparently that one-middle-fingering guy called his mob to follow our jeep all the way to a gas station. our jeep stopped because of traffic. we see them popping from the corner(they took the longer way though) then suddenly, we see them with stones at hand, not one but four. THEN MUTHA FUCKINGLY SADDENLY they throw two stones at our jeep. the music goes down, and everyone is O_O. nobody was hit but. damn. these were some aggresive and violent sons of assholes. like they say: IT HAPPENED SO FAST. they sacred the beJebus out of us. :))
Lesson Learned: ummm...
it was such a hot debate of what caused the incident. it was either's Bulex's taunting or Marvin's Chinese Serial-Killer-More-Like-A-Rapist-Face. either one works, but we just brought the topic for iboys. damn. super fun TD. i hope we see those fools again, and i desperately hope they dont call for resBak.
My AMERICAN IDOL pick No.1 = Casey Carlson :D
FIELD TRIP tomorrow :D at La Mesa Eco Park, Montalban Rizal, and Wawa Dam. sucks. but its with the iboys. iboys.
that's it. sorry for the harsh and obscene language. it suits this post.
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Pare picture this next week on the way to H B Bautista a swarm of squatters attack armed with icepicks bbq sticks and molotov gin bombs. Saya nun haha
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