It’s just emotions~

my day went slow today.



i woke up at 7:44 in the morning and realized that i had a class at 8am. it’s not really a class. it’s some kind of a training. anyways…i have a new motto to live by . . and that is “BETTER LATE THAN ABSENT.” . . . as calm as i could, i left my bed unfixed and grabbed my towels. and before coming in the comfort room i looked at myself in the mirror and noticed how dandy my hair looked, wow straight and shiny!, so… right there and then i decided to not wash my hair. i just feel like it. also, given the fact that im in a “rush.” i don’t want to be looking like a ‘basang sisiw’ when i get to my class or training or whatever.


today is Wednesday.


and we always have fill in the blanks test during Wednesdays. and i always end up studying in the room instead of studying it at home the night before. im practically making use of my short-term memory. im so lucky to have a computer with a music folder. my seatmates don’t have such folders. i guess the person using my computer from another class time imported some cool music to it to listen to whenever he/she is bored. it’s nice. i listened to it while i memorized tons and tons of suffixes, prefixes and acronyms. && did i mention acronyms i haven’t heard or encountered even before during my college days??? this sucks. i didn’t finish memorizing all of them. i told you… there were tons of tons of ’em.

i got the lowest score in our exam today. 37/50. i was just being honest. “what i couldn’t remember, i would not answer” was what i just did. i didn’t even bother to cheat. it was a “test” you know. and somehow i have to “test” my short-term memory skills too… so there.., 37/50.  the fruit of my labor [insert sarcasm?]. my seatmate to the left got 49/50. he was a geek and almost Googled all of the questions. and my seatmate to the right, oh, i remember. i don’t have one. he was absent [for 3 consecutive days already], more like not attending anymore forever. the farther seatmate to the right got somewhat a 46 or 47. it was weird because whenever i looked at him he was ranting how difficult the exam was. and i was like “yeah [nodding]” [just being honest]. and when i was not looking at him directly, i mean, by just using my peripheral view, he was scrolling down his cellphone and right after that he would type in a lot of words into the computer. that’s weird. i think he cheated. but i don’t really care. ’cause the scores meant nothing. FYI. if you’re a certified MT already you can google difficult acronyms or terms or stupid suffixes and prefixes. you know what i mean? seeeesh. i’m not bitter that i got a low score. really. i just want people to be honest too… . but that won’t ever happen.



moving on…



i went home alone while all my seatmates went somewhere to eat. i wanted to go with them to bond and everything but my sister texted me that she cooked for us and that id better head home right after class, ..which i did cause if i don’t maybe she won’t cook for us anymore, ever.

anyways, i waited a long time for a jeepney suitable for my destination. and just when my stomach started to growl or something because of hunger, it arrived. it looked full packed from the outside view but when i got in the jeepney, it all made sense why. nobody moved when i entered the jeep. it was as if i was not welcomed. well, im not really expecting everyone to be greeting me anything, it’s just that no one even bothered to move their asses.



what i hate most about jeepneys here in Cebu is that, even when you’re not yet seated, they’ll start the engine and move already. good thing i got a hold of the arm-reaching-tubes-on-the-top-of-the-jeep, i don’t know what to call it. and there i was standing next to this guy who was just looking outside [nice view eh mate?], he was comfortably seated like a 5-year-old, his right lower extremity occupying a big part of the seats. i had to say “excuse me” for him to notice that i was still standing there. very un-gentleman-ish. and when i was already seated, he didn’t even bothered to move a bit. so imagine me being sandwiched in between. my temper rose along with the heat….

but then i saw this happy kid in front of me. she had the built of a friend of mine named “Nailah.” [not her true name] stout. fair skin. except that she has a curly hair.

she was smiling. and i don’t know for what reason. she just smiled there. and i smiled along seeing her smile like that. i analyzed her. what could she be smiling about? could it be the wind that brushes through her hair when the jeep moves fast? or could it be a joke she remembered that a friend of hers told a while ago?  she suddenly look at me and smiled. and i smiled back for no reason. kinda awkward. but i love kids. and hey, it doesn’t mean im a pedophile.

i was almost convinced that she was smiling because of a joke a friend of hers told a while ago. , because that shit happens to me all the time. but then i noticed that when the jeep stops. she would also stop smiling. and when it moved, she would smile again. SO! it was the wind!? there’s no other reasonable reason for it!?!? or maybe it’s simply the jeepney ride that makes her happy? ORR im just overanalyzing things im not suppose to even analyze? i really don’t know. what i know is that,, she’s a gift. a gift to every human who sees her. she’s just one happy kid. and it radiates.

well, that’s about it. that’s what happened half of my day.

the other half was and is spent on facing the computer.,trying to reach my sister’s high score in diamond dash [which i couldn’t because i can’t afford those upgrades and she can, she spent dollars just for it [i guess]] and liking posts on Tumblr.



lasssstllyyyy, before i end this nonsense blog, i would like to announce to everyone that i think i might be in love with Tumblr. i super love it. that’s all. i just can’t stop scrolling for him over and over again. 😉 if you know what i mean.

P.S.  i was supposed to be spending time with my friends this afternoon, but the other friend just won’t reply and answer our callS. she’s a sleepy head and at the same time a Guinness World Record holder [‘my friends’ edition] for longest “no sleep” criteria. and i guess she’s reading this now. 😛