.: grad song :.

people. click here. NOW! this is our class' grad song. written by my good friend greg and performed by our very own, monje. asteeeeeg.

.: celebrity hunter :.

behold...

damn it. beside her, i look so obese. just a note, i'm not THAT fat, she's just THAT thin. we were in pier one at the fort last monday night for dinner, and suddenly, i spy with my little eye.. she's there on the other table! and so, i made a deal with my family that if in case we catch her on her won or anything like that, picture time. and i thought, 'eh, she's never gonna come near our table." [see, she was on the outside part of the restaurant smoking like a chimney while were inside, in the non-smoking area] amazingly, she received a phone call and rushes inside to speak to the person on the other line in silence. after the call, she started walking back to her table. this was the moment..

-> j's heart is throbbing as he approached her

-> j: excuse me, ms. [he is ignored] excuse me, ms! [she turns and smiles at j] hello. um, it's just that i'm a huge huge fan of yours and i was wondering if i could trouble you with a picture with me?

her: oh, sure. no problem.

j: [signals frantically at his sister to take the picture. faces her.] oh, btw, i'm jay. it's nice to meet you. [trying very hard to speak good english]

her: oh, nice to meet you too.

-> the picture is taken, the thanks is done and she walks back to her table. unfortunately, she passes by my less-than-sober dad. fudge.

-> dad: you know, [in a rowdy, drunken voice], my son is very fond of you! he's a big big fan and i told him that if he didn't approach you, i would and i'd even introduce him. guffaw guffaw.

-> she looks puzzled and weirded out, but still manages to smile and small talk a bit. she leaves, finally. the embarassment is over.

haha. it was actually quite funny. my dad drunk and all. hehehe. hmm, that was amanda griffin nga pala. hehehehe. kapal. i was thinking nga eh, i've guts to approach amanda griffin but in any other social congregation, i'm a torpedo. hehehehe.

.: school? what school? :.

school sucks. why? hmm. i know nothing. i haven't been listening in school. i mean it. nothing talaga. i have never been this lazy in school. EVER. i survive purely on last second cramming and stock knowledge. nothing matters to me anymore. i fail tests, i copy these homeworks, i do nothing. i guess i feel [although it would be contrary to people's morals {blech} and shit] that it doesn't have any bearing to me anymore. i've nothing more to lose.. and i'm glad. top 20 lang, and those student awards thingies, pero i'm just gonna say, "fuck it." that doesn't matter too much to me anymore. i'm just glad to even graduate and pass in my desired university. and i'm happy. even my teachers are losing their interest to teach. they just load us with so many projects and give us crap-undiscussed tests and stuff, but asides that, in class, we haven't really been doing anything. come on. for example....

*jay's uber-eventful monday adventures*

-> morning. flag ceremony. still had a sinat. had to make a mini-speech and emcee for the awarding ceremonies for the HS intramurals. i spoke like the dead while i was the emcee.

-> 1st period. VDP [values development program] aka nothingness-subject. did nothing. just sat there talking with apol and his intensity. the man who had an overuse of the word, "sibak" that period.

-> 2nd period. PE. had a written test that was just one big group test since everyone's so 'cooperative'. even our PE coach. played bball after and saw monje shoot six three-pointers in a row.

-> 3rd period. English. groupwork/discussion amongst ourselves. something that should last about 20mins lasted the whole period. another free period.

-> 4th period. Automotive. our teacher's absent. so what does our sub make us do? we watch 2Fast 2Furious.

-> 5th period. Christian Living. 2Fast 2Furious is carried over. we finish the whole movie, had a wee bit discussion which lead to the announcement that on our next meeting [which was today] we'd be watching Ants in the Pants [the german sex-comedy]. amazing.

hahahaha. 4th year's the best. everyone kept telling me 3rd year was gonna be the best year. nahhh. gotta be senior year. hehehe. i guess right now, in school, i'm just trying to squeeze as much time i have with my classmates and friends there. haaay. *emo*

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i'll cut it here. see ya. i'll add more later.