Run, Barbie. Run.
Hindi ko na nga ata matatakasan itong putang inang kapalaran na ito.
Congratulate me for I will flunk a lot of subjects this quarter.
Great. Just great. What a great conspiracy that was. (or, as the GREAT DIRECTOR who have always wanted having the center stage all for herself would put it, KONS-PIE-RA-SEE)
I took part in a hooha over the second quarterly examinations for sheer nothingness.
Those damned teachers indisputably had me hoodwinked with their principled statements. They made me suppose that I can easily slice through their tests easily and did not make me heed to my conscience's insinuations that I should study well.
HAHAHA. Slice through easily my ass. Those effing tests did drain my mojo away from my faulty brain after all. I think I've already lost my common sense now. Taena talaga yang mga yan, nabobo ako dahil sa kanila. Taena niyo lang talaga.
"Mukha naman kasing madali eh... Hindi na kailangang pag-aralan yan..."
I can't, for certain, blame it all on those idiots for I know that things will eventually all fall down on me. It was my decision whether to keep hold of my focus or otherwise on the things I had to deal with, after all. It was in Kim Naranja, the aspiring Oxygen's drummer's choice whether to make a great clump of shit over her second quarter marks or not. It was in her hands.
But she didn't make the most out of that effing chance, for crying out loud. I did not. I chose not to.
There is absolutely no use letting "what could have beens" reverberate all over again through my head. I must now face the lumber which this deplorable, pre-ordained fate will dish me up a silver platter later on. I have to face the consequences of my rash actions kasi, putang ina, wala ring mangyayari sa akin kung hindi. Lalaki akong tanga kagaya ni LABLEE HURNUNDEZ. Taenang yan. Hindi ko naman ata hahayaang mauwi ang lechugas kong kapalaran kagaya nung kapalaran niya.
For the aforementioned person above: "Malapit na akong mapuno sayo... Gigilitan na talaga kita ng leeg... Papakainin kita ng kalawang... Pakyu ka, gago!"
It is now because of her and that funky-smelling SURR FAIR-RYA (along with MISDABUWENDA) whom one of our classmate fancies that I will be having a lot of hammer-shaped marks this quarter.
And now, I am talking about these:
79, 78, 77...
... and how what used to be 12 now will come crashing down to either 22 or 32. In my world, that is really something to lament over for a couple of minutes.
I am a very sappy person. Deal with it, baby.
I will no longer insult my own intelligence by telling myself that things will be okay for the next few days. May lechugas na play prod pa kaming dapat harapin, at marami pang iba. Taena talaga ang buhay.
No one can never be too happy in this life. Name one who will be able to prove that postulation otherwise, and the next thing you know, you've already lost all your toes. Hihirit ka pa, eh.
Boy Tikoy: As promised. *tongue out*
