:: The Dance ::

It was already lunch time when his class ended. He didn't have any classes after that. Thinking about where to place his mark on the building, he decided to take a tour by himself. He was used to being alone.

Room by room, he checked to see which place would be perfect. Then he found one. The walls were filled with leather pads, and there were a lot of large sheets of cloth covering bulky objects underneath. He didn't mind them. He went directly to the wall which matched the total height and width of his "masterpiece". After deciding which angle he should start on, he took out a spray can.

After a few minutes, he was finished. He took one last look at what he had done.

"Perfect!"

There, written on the wall, the words ART FOR THE SOUL.
He moved back from the wall, but as he walked backwards, he hit something. And it made a "clanging" sound.
Curious, he checked out what it was. Underneath the dirty white sheet, was an old piano. Turns out, the place was a music room. As if being hypnotized, his eyes were drawn to the white and black keys on the piano.
He slowly sat down. Raising his left hand, he pressed on a C-note. Hearing that familiar sound, his mind drifted off back to the time when his father was still teaching him how to play the instrument.
"Your hands are capable of unimaginable force, use it to create such powerful music. So powerful, they can make everything change."
The words still echoed in his mind. Then as if a blinding light was coming towards him, he felt as if being hit by a truck. He had come to his senses. He remembered then what had happened after that day being with his father. He blocked that memory from his mind and found himself unconsciously playing the piano like mad.
Until he hit that last note. He stood up and covered it again. As he was about to move away from the piano, the door slammed.
Alarmed, he turned to see who was at the door.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" An authoritative voice spoke out.
He didn't answer, instead he walked towards the door, where the man stood beside. Before he was able to go out, the figure grabbed his shoulder and said,
"Clean up that wall, else you'll be suspended."
He didn't mind the warning. He simply walked away.

He was about to go to the parking lot, when a voice on the speaker announced, "Lanz Lowengrinh! Report to the office immediately."
Crap!

:: The Dance *continutation* ::

It was a breezy morning as he got out of the first building, Building M. The sun was covered with huge trees with long branches. Looking at an average view, most of the students found their comfort zones under a sturdy foundation, giving them large enough shade to lie on the grass. Picturesque.
He could see the field, so big and wide, as he walked towards Building B. The field was empty, still the sun has splashed luminous rays of light on the field. The grass was greener than ever.

As he got to the room, it was packed. Everyone were so busy talking to each other. He walked right in and saw three empty seats at the back. One was beside the window, the other two were just like any ordinary seats. He occupied the one beside the window which looked out in the open field.
"Everyone here?" a raspy voice called out.
The class answered with "no", "yeah", and "what do you think sir?"
"Good, good. Now, I'm Mr. Douglas Peterson." writing his name on the white board, "Prepare yourselves because from this moment on I will be taking you back," gesturing his hands, looking up at an imaginary thing in a dramatic way, "Way back into the time where goofy hairs and lame fashion sense ruled the world."
The room was filled with mostly snickers. One even acted out a coughing tone disguising the word "You suck".
Just as the professor was about to continue with his dramatic introduction, two girls who were happily chatting with each other came in, this disrupting the professor's act.
"Ahh, more meat or pain in the neck?" The professor said, looking at both girls.
"Depends sir." the brunette girl said.
"Depends on what Ms. Montgomery?"
Flipping her hair, she placed her left hand on her hip, "on how you plan on making this class interesting."
The class then went to "ooooohhh..."
"Now, class. Confidence is one thing, ignorance is another. Take your seats at the back ladies."
Arguing with them won't do any good to this class.

"Jess, I think we should try out for the soccer team." Ashley said.
"I'll think about it, if something else doesn't come up then why not."
Ashley noticed a guy, who seemed to be sleeping, next to the two empty seats. She tapped him on his shoulder, and asked,
"Excuse me, are these two seats taken?"
Without looking up, his face buried in his arms, he replied,
"You see anyone sitting there?" with a sarcastic tone.
A bit surprised, they didn't resort to battling it out with words. Jess and Ashley simply sat down and continued on with what they were talking about earlier.

Sheesh, there's no stopping these blabbermouths. Cadey thought, he wasn't at all sleeping, in fact he was merely trying to think about what he's going to be active in this year.
I guess I'll just wait on it.

:: The Dance ::

this is something I happened to really SUCK at.
bear with it. try lang. never got to finish any story before, and if the public isn't at all ranting about this, I could just pick up where I left off with the story.
*my apologies if this sucks*

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"Time check it's 7:45 am, for those who are still in bed, you better wake up, don't want to be late you know. Wake up, get.."

"Stupid radio!"
Lanz swiped his vintage alarm radio off his bedside table. He hid under the covers and went on sleeping. Just as he was about to drift off to dreamland,what seemed to be a faint knock with a voice calling out his name that suddenly turned to a loud banging sound on his door awakened him. Irritated, he threw a shoe lying just beneath his bed at the door and shouted,
"Bug off!"
God! How can i get some rest here when everyone's out to annoy me?! He thought, not even minding where he's supposed to be right now. He'd been through a rough time. This is the only time where he could get to fully rest.

Cadey got out of the shower, just as the clock struck 7:44 am. He hurried to his closet and took out some clothes from the closet. This closet is no ordinary closet, for inside is like another hallway. The left side is filled with his shirts, polos and upper body clothes, while on the right is for his pants, shorts and lower body clothes. His shoes are found at the end of the room, filling an entire wall with three shelves located on it. Cadey isn't the type you would call vain, he's just into collecting clothes, shoes and accessories which complements his whole persona. Catching a glimpse on the clock, he hurriedly picked out some clothes to put on and after finding the right clothes to wear he checked himself in front of the mirror. For today's concept, simplicity, He thought as he faced right to left. Grabbing his bag, he recalled if everything was in place, till he remembered his brother. Damn, it's so hard to wake up a log. His brother sleeps like one. He walked up to his brother's room, which was 10 feet away from his, and pounded on the door.

"Lanz! Wake up! I don't want to be late!"
He shouted, pounding hard on the door.

"Bug off!"
was Lanz's reply. Hearing this, he decided to go downstairs and catch a quick meal.

"Nana!"
Cadey called out as he reached out for a sandwich prepared for him. Just as he took a bite, a 50-something year old woman appeared from the servant's quarters. It was their Nana, she had been a part of the family already, looked after 2 generations. She was the most humble and frail looking woman they have ever known, but has the kindest and purity of heart, this is why she is loved by the family.

"Ading, don't shout, I'm not that old you know."
She said, walking towards the counter.

"Sorry Nana, but that big jerk upstairs won't even bother to move a muscle, and we're gonna be late."
Cadey said, looking like a kid running to his mother.

"Don't worry child, this is your first day at school, and I know you don't want to be late at this kind of things. You finish your breakfast, while I go check on your brother, Ok?"
With a sigh Cadey replied,

"Ok."

"Good, I'll have him ready in 30 minutes."
She assured Cadey with a wink.To do this, Cadey knows her brother will really be up, even though it's only a few minutes til their classes start. Checking his watch again,

"Shit!"
Then he dashed out the door and got on his RAV4. Good thing there wasn't much traffic, so he arrived 5 minutes before the exact time at school. He didn't know where to park, so he ended up in a spot where there where red lines on the concrete. He didn't care, he was late!
He got out and rushed to the nearest school door. He looked at his schedule and easily found his first room. As he went in, students inside were busy with their chit-chat. He just shook his head and looked for an empty seat. There were two at the back, he opted for the one beside the window. He could see the field from there, as well as the parking lot which was just before the field. From a distance he could make out a familiar figure coming fast towards the parking lot. It was his brother on his CBR 600.It wasn't a surprise that their Nana could get his brother to do what he's supposed to be doing. He was about to reach for his phone to call his brother when a middle-aged man came in the room."Applied Science!"Just a loud call and everyone were in their seats.
Woah, this guy has some effect on these people. Cool.
"I am Mr. Reeves, no further introductions. When I call your name," he paused, "you know what to do."
Now, what kind of professor is this?
The orientation didn't take too long, before he knew it everyone were already rushing out of the room. He got his bag and headed to the door. By the hallway, he saw his brother looking dazed, just standing at a corner. He didn't mind him. His next class was still in the next building.

"History." This is so lame.

*to be continued*

:: My Inner Daily Ramblings 4 slash Updates ::

Singit ko lang tong pic na toh. This was during our practice for the Araw ng Dabaw last March.
I like my hair here. Wula lang.


My friends has been bugging me about writing this piece here. Yung iba naman, tanong ng tanong if I wrote about them here nah. Some even begged me that I wouldn't include them here. Pasensya na, I've said before right that NO ONE WILL BE SPARED.
So here goes the continuation of My Inner Daily Ramblings series. ^_^

Cedrick, he's been my friend since high school. And what I remember about him is that KURIPOT masyado. He wouldn't even shell out a peso or something. And pag umuuwi kami, we sometimes take a taxi. He rides along and asks us to drop him by his house. Ayun, hinatid nga namin siya dun and ang amot niya? 25 cetavos. Yeah! Grabe. Pero kapag sa mga syota niya, siya pa tong nagbabayad sa lahat. And being so stubborn. Last night, we ate along with Red and Giovanne after 2 games of DotA. While Giovanne was washing his hands, Cedrick asked Red to put a few drops of vinegar in Giovanne's water. Giovanne had already warned Cedrick that if he found out he was up to no good, lagot raw siya. Throughout the dinner, binantayan talaga ni Giovanne si Cedrick. Giovanne checked everything. Di rin naman niya napansin eh, naubos na lang niya yung tubig niya. So, no harm done. He didn't get caught. Anyway, yung problema lang dito sa kanya eh kuripot siya. *updates soon*

Vanessa, she's one of my best buddies at school. Naging close kami, along with Tina, nung pareho kami ng subjects. Ok, yung problema ko dito sa kanya eh yung pagkamakulit niya minsan. She's older than me btw. Ang inaabot ko sa kanya most of the time: Kurot, hampas, batok, and many more. I don't mind naman, pero being the moody that I am, I get so annoyed with what she does. I remembered, nung us three had a report thing. She came in late, and I didn't expect na lang that she'd contribute kasi nga late na siya and I don't think she can answer one of our classmate's arrogant question. She also has that high pitch voice na minsan naiirita ako. *tahimik lang ako* Then, there are times na tinutukso niya ako, then bumabawi by saying I'm cuter that way. *which is so not true* Paminsan lang rin to pumapasok. My mom told me na ganito raw talaga siya even before, *student siya ng mama ko nung high school*. Di raw pumapasok, and she'd reason out na may sakit siya. Hmm, sa tingin ko nga oo *judging from her physique*. *updates soon*

Red, ang lalaking di mo alam kung ano ang takbo ng utak. After our games or pag may lakad, pag aalis na siya sasabi lang ng "Una na ako, bye" Then yun, poof wala nah. Pag lingon namin to say goodbye nawala na siya. At first, you'd get the impression na istrikto toh siya, seryoso at bato. On the contrary, he's much more looney than any of the guys. Magjojoke nga seryoso naman ang mukha, I'd often ask him if joke nga ba yun o hindi. Siya rin kasabay ko before during our badminton season. And siya rin kasama ko nung friday sa gym. In keeping relationships, I must admit di siya magaling sa field na yun. I've seen his heartaches and heartbreaks. Yan ang napapala ng mga taong di marunong makinig sa mga advice ng kaibigan. *updates soon*

Jesel, she's been asking me kung andito na raw siya. Well, now you are. Pinakamahilig magreklamo at magtanong. Often teased as a BUTIKI. Not because of her physique, but because of, umm, sikreto para bibo. Haha. Anyway, like I said, she complains a lot and mahilig magparinig. Whenever she's not in good terms with someone, she tends to talk about it with some of her friends *including me* and then this leads us to talk about the bad things about that person. Isa rin siya sa mga di marunong umintindi. You know, the type who you have to repeat the instructions, over and over and over and over again. Like I said, mahirap umintindi. She nags, just like JV. Pero unlike JV, sumasali naman siya sa mga welga namin *hehe*. Isa rin siya sa mga nanunukso sakin about my height and being Jam Prats. *rawr, damn you Jaspot!* *updates soon*

Sila muna for now, appetizers. Not that brutal comments about them pa. Just wait and see. ^_^
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Just a while ago, there was this guy who sat next to me. I can see on his screen he'd been chatting with this girl *don't worry it's not about that*. Anyway, what caught my attention was how that guy looked. Kamukha niya si Lito Camo. Haha. He really does look like him. With the mustache and that hair. Just imagine Lito Camo sitting beside me, chatting. Hehe. Tayo'y mag-otso otso, otso otso, mag otso otso pa. Toink!

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That thing with H, is part of my past. And I will keep H that way. As I've said before in my other posts, ang nakaraan ay di na dapat balikan. It's supposed to be left that way.

Gym day tomorrow.

Can't stop listening to MCR's Welcome to the Black Parade. As in super! Tagos talaga yung lyrics eh. I feel like singing along, of course I know it'll cause another downpour here kaya next time na lang pag may dala na akong umbrella. Haha.
They say that you'll know what kind of a person someone is through the music he/she listens to.
Me? I like Jason Mraz, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, MYMP, My Chemical Romance, Paolo Santos, RnB hits of the 90s, Justin Timberlake and Gin Blossoms.

Now, I ask you, what kind of a person am I?

:: My Inner Daily Ramblings 3 Slash Updates ::

The infamous column of my blog.

Let's continue with Sir Marion. On the outside he looks like Santa Clause (without the white hair and beard). He's quite the philosopher too. Although he hasn't really applied the things he teaches us on his own life. It's as if he knows a lot and yet we can't see that in his actions and his lifestyle. And talk about raining on your parade, class to be exact. As of now, nobody sits up front of the room. If you haven't taken a shower yet then be my guest. Sit there if you please, bring along your soap and scrub too. Coz when he begins his lecture, no doubt it'll rain spits too. So right now, everyone's sitting at the back, even the brainy ones has used their senses to move a notch from the first row. This teacher also tends to think ahead, so much that his ready-made answers won't match the questions students throw at him. Hayy, too much knowledge? I don't think so. And the fact that he ASSUMES we already know so much about his subject, particularly in the programming part. He seems to rub it in our faces that we're clueless about the codes by using reverse psychology. And if you look at it really closely, parang reverse-reverse-reverse psychology. Grabe noh? He's also the reason why I was so disappointed (and frustrated) with the badminton match in our so-called Intramurals. Who would in their right mind hold a badminton match in a basketball court where it's near the sea and freakin windy?! And still tries to make us feel guilty about not participating and stuff. To think he was our PE teacher. He should know better. Don't you think?

Next, JV. My ka-BRO sa school. Haha. She's the type who assures her money and effort's worth. Come to think of it, she shouldn't have studied here if she was looking for that. All she does is complain, nag, complain, nag, complain, complain and complain about our school. I'm not gonna disagree with her rants but heck if she complains about the system so much why won't she just participate in sticking it to the man (err woman, namely Maam Riza). I've mentioned here about that letter we handed out to Maam Riza with most of the sudents' signature on it. And you will notice there that no JV LAZARO has signed on the paper. For the reason that her father doesn't want her to be involved in such things. Sheesh. No comment na lang. She tends to talk behind people's backs too. Judging them and stuff, nanlalait pa(like sobra), whether it's BO/hygiene, the way a person dresses and mannerisms. Most of them I find a bit funny and so I agree but I think, no, believe that she's going too far with her comments. She bullies other students too. Good points about her? umm, varsity and uhh.. un varsity player. *bow*

Then there's Jonalyn, ang bigatin ng ICST. hehe. We've been classmates, neighbors and friends for 18 years *I'm still 18*. Sometimes I find her dull. I mean, you tell a joke and her face goes blank. Making me explain what I've just said. She's lazy too. I mean, she wants to be fit or just lose a few pounds and yet she won't exert so much an effort as to go to the gym and sweat it out. She prefers to be at home. Reading her sappy pocket books. Will that make her physically fit? I don't think so. And she's really dangerous when she drinks. She'd slap you silly if you try to tease her or even make a funny remark. One time, after our JS PROM, we headed for the beach. Everyone drank, next thing I know, she was running after the guys. And boy, it wasn't a very pretty site. Bugbog sirado silang lahat. Except for some who managed to climb up the trees and other cottages. And in trying to make a point, insisting she's right, is so annoying. Makes me want to throw a chair at her. *bow*

*brb*

UPDATES:

We all know that both sexes cheats right? But what's the difference. Well, for guys, they don't have much estrogen to feel the guilt and be eaten by their conscience to even think about cheating their partners. As for the girls, I don't know some of 'em are just hard cold bitches, no wonder they ended up like one, as that old saying goes, "Behind every bitch is a guy who made her that way." I have only one word for people like this, KHARMA! It'll get you, and I hope it get's you real bad. I don't like it whenever my ego's offended. Provokes something inside me that makes me wanna, scream makes wanna shout makes me lose my cool.. makes me wanna lose my head (kanta yun). But it fits just fine, fortunately this past few months I haven't thrown my temper at anyone just yet. And if I did, kawawa yung makakatanggap nun. And I mean REALLY kawawa.

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I really don't like the freshmen. You give them one hello, then they'd jump on you. Expecting to just be ok with all the slapping and stuff. They should be careful with what they say coz I might throw 'em off the balcony. Yeah, even if I am this small I can still manage to do BIG things (hehe).

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I started going to the gym last Monday. It was fun. I can feel my biceps getting harder. I'm working on my abs too since I have all this bil-bil. And I'll go back next Monday with my friend June. ^_^ It's decided, I'm gonna be totally fit by November. Oh, speaking of November, I'LL GLADLY ACCEPT ACCESSORIES OR THINGS I CAN USE, DON'T GIVE ME ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH PHOTO ALBUMS OR FRAMES. (thank you.. hehe)

:: My Inner Daily Ramblings 2 ::

Joshua.
I know you, my ever dearest classmates*plastikan*, have heard me babble about him. The way he speaks, I mean. I never really knew who this Joshua guy people around me are talking about, even my brother. Not until half of our 1st term. I thought my brother was just exaggerating when he said that Joshua's better off speaking Bisaya.
Then I overheard a conversation between him and this classmate of his. He was speaking in English. Honestly, nanindug akong balahibo *goosebumps*, when I heard him. It's like, whenever he talks, he's like murmuring or talking gibberish. I really can't make anything out of what he's saying. Pang-Arabo yung style ng pagsasalita nya. My friends tells me that he's been like that since gradeschool or something. And I wonder, hmm, shouldn't he be fluent by now? I think, gradeschoolers nowadays talk better than him.
Talent? His artworks are appreciated, I hate to admit it but he's good at making flash animations. Ok na sana yung abilidad nya na yun pero I see him drawing in his seat, pati sa lobby area. He constantly flaunts his works, and I don't like that. Everyone knows already how he's good at that, he doesn't need to, like, rub it in pa.
Since he plays DotA too, he comes along with us to play. At first I was intimidated by how he could kill my character, pero ok lang, nakakabawi rin naman ako. I'm learning.

*more updates coming soon*

:: My Inner Daily Ramblings ::

This thing I'm about to write here is called "Libak". If you understand what it means then congratulations, you're psychotic too.I'm happy with my friends at school. I mean having people like "freaks" is super cool. I'm one of them. *I'm so honest*And most of the people I'm going to talk about here are mere Freshmen whom I don't really LIKE at all! Na-uh no way!

Note: No one will be spared.

The homos:

Renel, so called Giant. Haha! Since he's tall and all. Pero kung tutuusin his body shows improvements. I repeat BODY not FACE. The Big Show, I mean, Renel has certainly become slimmer. And lately has been so annoying. The jokes doesn't bother me but the way he keeps everyone waiting is really annoying! Kapoi na xa!*both me and Kath agree* Although he is a bit funny, and you can never be bored with this huge gay este guy. Benefits when you're with him/her? Umm, free food. You can even borrow money from him, pero pahihirapan ka muna niya bago nya ibibigay yung money. It's like you'll forget the reason why you want to borrow in the first place. And this money issue causes some not-so-nice situations most of the time. What I mean is, ginagamit na siya as our financer/sponsor. Para sa gasolina, food, drinks and yung babayaran pag nagstay ka sa isang lugar *e.g. Bars, KTV spots* Kawawa? Not really, if you think he's being used, you're half wrong. He enjoys it naman, as far as I can see it. Though he does complain about it, but in a few seconds something will catch his attention and the whole thought disappears.Personality, mannerisms, appearance. These things, I've noticed, has certainly changed. Naimpluwensyahan sa ibang mga bakla dun sa school. I can honestly say na nakuha nya yung ibang punchlines and mannerisms kay Johnnel. Most of his punchlines are somehow original, hehe. Appearance? Where else, the models he thinks he knows personally? haha kidding. But Renel does think, believe by heart, that he is in fact a certified model. So the print on his shirt says. But hey, I can't hold it against him if he's like that. Nirerespeto ko siya kahit papano kasi po he's not all make-up, he's got smarts too. I wish lang na sana eh magka cellphone na siya at para di kami mahiarapan na kontakin sya! Sheesh!Famous words by Renel:"Privacy""Silence means yes""Believe me coz Im a believer""There's no right pronounciations only accepted ones"

Then, there's Giovanne.
Now would you believe he had 3 girlfriends before comin out of the closet? Haha, like what Renel would say "Believe me coz I'm a believer!" This "dude" is, to me, the funniest of them all. On the other hand, I get so pikon whenever he teases me bout who I look like. *I dare not mention them all* And when this guy's mad, you'll definitely know coz he won't talk to you, better yet he isolates himself from the pack. Wait, parang I'm starting to write a testimony sa kanila ah. Hmm, anyway, Giovanne's a pain in the head if he starts to cracks jokes, especially the "Knock Knock" types. *i'll get back on my comments bout him later*

Johnnel,
He's the typical homo you see by the streets. With the highlights and all. He dresses up like one too. He doesn't really annoy me. But the fact that his habits has been rubbing on his fellow homos at school's starting to really bug me. You know, with all the expressions and stuff. It's actually getting contagious.*this part here will be updated as soon as I notice something again*

Pearl, Hmm, what should be written here about her? Oh, I'm super annoyed by her unending jabber about her insecurities. I mean, sobra naman yung dina-down mo na talaga sarili mo, knowing that you really have something to be proud of. Like her talent in singing for one. There was this one time where we went to Impit Purok after our culmination night. It was acoustic night, and the fellas kept on insisting she go up on stage and sing a few tunes or something. Then her "sakit" went off, saying that we were mean and that we want to embarass her by letting her "frog" voice be heard. Pero maya-maya she finally came up to the band, and take note, she borrowed the guitar of that guy *whatever* and started singing. WOW! Talk about hiya right? Well, I've got nothing against her singing thing, it's just her "issues" that kinda gets on my nerves. Now, I'll make it perfectly clear, that this blog is specifically for my ramblings and other stuff. Oh, I also noticed that just because she knows some people doesn't mean she can just slap them on the shoulder or something. Look, I don't care whether she knows them or not, but the point is being physically too friendly is a very very bad habit, and I mean very. *this part here will be updated as soon as I notice something again*

Sir Mhel, not really part of the homos, but I wished he'd be as great a person as they are. *did I just say that?* Anyway, I'm starting to really not like him. Medyo may pagka manyak yun. Btw, he's our teacher. But the wat he teaches is not even that close to being a mediocre professor. I'm wondering where did all our money go. If you look at the facilities at our school, you'd want to have the police authorities come in and check the papers of the school. RIP-OFF! Yeah, that's what it is! This guy makes promises just like that Riza monster!! He covers up and sucks up to that monster too. That makes the two of them very bad!*no words left to describe them* His smoking habits are ok, pero man! is his breath not that pleasant at all! Dagdagan pa na lapit ng lapit sa students. Hasn't he heard of breath fresheners? And just recently, he sent this Godly message over YM again. That's not really the problem, but to think that he's got this evil side of him that doesn't make him a very decent man. If you want you PC upgraded, better not bring it to him. He's all talk and no work. Well, you see him work, but not with what we pay him for! A married man, looking for girls on the net! How low is that! God! He's married, he has 2 kids who I hope wouldn't end up like him! He's selfish, rude and his tantrums are really annoying! I mean, walang sapat na rason why'd he even have tantrums! It's so unprofessional. Selfish? Yeah he is! He doesn't teach us the whole thing. Parang bits of info lang. Sayang talaga yung binabayad namin! Hayy! Mayabang din, like I said before, he's all talk! Sure, he had helped me in some ways, but still his attitude is something to be thrown in the trash! Oh, did I mention that he has hygiene issues. My nose is very sensitive, so I notice whatever funky or mucky smell there is around. And, well, his is sort of one of the worst. Everyone knows that he smokes right, and I don't know what the hell he does after that but whenever he comes up to me for something I can smell it. *Alert alert* You can see me smiling, but deep inside *dunggab*. Really! I don't like that smell at all. Another reason why I quit the smoking thing.

-plastikan

-psstt! dili ni palengke!

-pwede bah! seryoso ko! Ayaw sa ko joke jokie!

*this part here will be updated as soon as I notice something again*

June, at first *I was afraid, I was petrified, oops kanta pala yun* I kinda fancied her. Being tisay and all. But then I noticed na nagiging OA sya paminsan. She is a bit sensible kaya I appreciate her opinions and stuff. Pero like I said, OA! OA! Kuyaaa!!! Annoying! Really! And she's one of those people who kinda underestimates themselves at certain situations. Like for example dancing! Look! Everyone can dance, it only takes discipline and effort to make it through a whole dance routine! I know she has those qualities, but I guess she's just not that confident with rehearsed dance moves. Unlike during night outs, she can shake that money maker. Haha! I know most of the people at school notice this, you know, how she acts like a brat! Pouting and stuff. I love kids, but brats? hell no!*this part here will be updated as soon as I notice something again*
*more details coming soon*