4 more days till sunday

eventually, i can't wait for sunday to come. it can only mean one thing to me now: no review. seriuosly, i'm dreading everyday now. first of all, the unpredictable schedule we have sets me at an edge of a cliff: i don't know what to expect. i can't predict the future and i can guess our schedule hasn't taken account the law of periodicity... this sucks. this sucks big time, honestly.

for other things, i guess i combined my blogger and multiply blog already (that's why you suddenly saw a lot of posts). tell you what, all of those were past blogs about everyday things, and they're boring enough as it is, but i wish to keep them because they're memories. i'm a sucker for memories, okay? hahahaha

tomorrow'll be another dreadful day, tell you that. chem today was... fine? i got an average score and stuff. i'm not good with the 'study like a mad man for 3 and a hlaf straight hours and then have a quiz' style. i have to read my notes again and again and again. and my grades aren't helping me either now. i guess it's up to me to study the effing modules in advanced then...

well, that is, if i have the time and the energy left to do so O_O

-shing

let the review.... begin!

aaaaaaaaanndddd...

i died.

i always thought i was awesome and great at geometry. i even got the award 'little miss geom' in our class during the last day. everyday, i thought i was going to make geom my number one aspect because it was the only thing i KNEW for sure...

well, right now, i can honestly say, those things are a lie O_O

review started and ohmygosh was i bleeding in my seat after 30 minutes. i'm not effing joking. by the time we had the quiz during the last hour, i was about to tear my hair off.

maybe i got caught unaware and unprepared for this review. i came expecting something like SEP in school, but no ><>

so people out there, heed my advice: open your geom textbooks once again before you step into 4th year and into the college entrance exams. it'll help. it doesn't matter if you're in a review or not. JUST DO IT.

-shing

because i don't want you to leave

hell, who does?

this'll be our last year in school and i'll be damned before you can even think of saying good bye! no one wants you to leave (alright, maybe your mom does, but she's besides the point here) and bea and i can think of loads of reasons why you shouldn't leave us just yet. plus, i don't believe in you getting anhywhere anymore. i asked my dad and he says no one accepts a student during their 4th year. the last period wherein you can actually enroll somewhere is your third year or below that.

in short, YOU HAVE TO FINISH HIGH SCHOOL WITH US PAM! i won't accep nothing else than that!

something i got from bea :D

ONE.. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, t heir conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR... When you say, 'I love you,' mean it.

FIVE. When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye..

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT.. Never laugh at anyone's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely..

TEN... In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN.. Don't judge people by their relatives...

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN! ... When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, 'Why do you want to know?'

FOURTEEN.. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

FIFTEEN.. Say 'bless you' when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN.. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.

SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

TWENTY- ONE. Spend some time alone.

poems from my exam: English III -- sonnet

Love Is Not All
Edna St. Vincent Millay

Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
and rise and sink and rise and sink again.
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
pinned down by need and moaning for release
or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It may well be. I do not think I would.