Hello, senior

I wish an apple a day...

The eight month of the calendar is about to die. Yet, I'm still confused of what I'm feel at this moment. If only I could tell them to give me a long break. Oh well. As if that's ever gonna happen.

Few stuffs that bugs me at the moment.


The class. Everyone's loving it. I could hear their daily verbal expressions for the class which all means the same thing: "Boringun!". Live with it.

The classroom. Oh come on. We're the hottest sectio... err, we have the hottest classroom ever constructed! It's a hell, considering And we have lots of unpursued plans to deal with it. Thanks.

The teacher. Some are the best, while others are worse than worst. Good thing we have her as our batch coordinator; thanks for the concern, madame. The other one's torpidity will drive you insane. And another: dare not look at her creepy smile or feel the shudder and get into your nerve.

The BB. I was sort of involved with these two: acting as a bridge for good, and the other being the sharer of his sentiments. Otherwise, it could mean the all-boy group which is sometimes our subject of lulz.

The band. I could hardly anticipate our victory as of now. And worst yet, I couldn't find out what is the problem in the band or is there even a problem. Pray for us.

The kirzes. Plenty of them. Die.


PS. Tomorrow's the NCAE. After an intense stress, it's our time to prove that the faculty's effort is not wasted. God bless Nephythys. Show them what we've got.

PSS. That's awesome image was taken from krizzia mei's blog.

Could make me rich.