my mind wanders... on a thought of a green sunset

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Full Minimum Blast

     Today was at full minimum blast. That’s one paradox for my day, because it went with a balance of good and bad events for me. The good ones were better, on my happiness level, but the effect of the bad ones gave me something to worry about.

     TO START WITH: I have now changed my approach - it’s true, I’ve wasted 10 months of hideously doing nothing. Now, it’s my move.

     DETAILS: After some barges of depression sailing through me, my friends were worried (because I get very, very depressed with chances like of a Ragnarok monster card - 0.01%). But then some jokes were flung to my current distance and more funny and happy things spewed to me. It made me feel better.

     We watched Naruto on our first subject on Thursdays, Physics. BAD NEWS: It took 30 minutes to set the TV, the laptop and the cables up. GOOD NEWS: We still watched an episode on the laptop screen.

     The next subjects made the term “free time” obvious. BAD NEWS: We did nothing. GOOD NEWS: We were doing nothing.

     Lunch was the usual rice, but I got my viand from home. It was fried fish and a boiled egg (with the shell off). Ate Canteen got mad at me because I only bought rice. GOOD NEWS: I had lunch with a good bunch of people. BAD NEWS: There was no tiramisu for dessert.

     Chemistry used no calculators for that day, but no one escaped the fact that we incurred cerebral haemorrhage while the class continued. Ms. Coco was teaching us oxidation-reduction reaction. GOOD NEWS: The information learned would be useful for the Fourth Year. BAD NEWS: That was one torture class - the process of balancing was so long and so complicated that one problem had a mystery of 10 or 4 electrons.

     The free time continued until MAPEH. Afterwards I was doing my mask. I was using gel pens with my mask with these layers - white poster paint, a lot of brown poster paint, some yellow and red paints, white spray paint, and black packing tape) and still used the traditional African mask.

     Lester introduced us to a phone game that made question and answer one stripping experience. The game was general knowledge quiz bee with every correct answer a woman fully clothes gets stripped one at a time, and getting the wrong answer returns a garmet on the female and strips a man instead. Limits for the man were up to his boxers, with the woman, up to the skin. GOOD NEWS: It was general knowledge - it provided trivia (that’s nerdy). BAD NEWS: That was taking nudity to a whole new level (according to some people: My innocent eyes! Noooooo!).

     Hertz had this “bonding time”. This was first led by Darren who spelled words like JUGJOG and CHARACTERISTIS with hang man on the blackboard, and a lot of blank lines. After the thing got corny, Barvi and Ejai went copying famous people like Jeff’s “fine!” and Niñowell’s absences (how they acted that one out, go figure) and Niñowell’s late approach, which was never perfected, because there was only one Niñowell Cervan “Lady Cer” Tiglao. Ejai even copied Ms. Arboleda’s “punta na kayo sa ad bio room” and we were doing a laugh trip. GOOD NEWS: We enjoyed it. BAD NEWS: We were cleaning the advanced biology classroom.

     The advanced biology room had dust treasured from almost 10 years ago. As we removed all stationary filament dust (agiw) from the ceilings, and cleaning the bottles of preserved specimens with formaldehyde (which was incredibly toxic, inhaled, touched or ingested), our teacher was just standing like a supervisor. How teachers make up a good work force. That was a joke, and jokes are half-meant.

     Everyone got a look at the preserved brain tumor there.

     In the door after the stock room there was an emergency floor plan. Handwritten (in italic) after the printed word DIRECTIONS: was… This loses thrills, so this was the actual sample.

     DIRECTIONS: Letters only.

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     We all made an effort of cleaning one of the most prehistorically dirty rooms of Manila Science High School. GOOD NEWS: It was clean. BAD NEWS: Almost.

     When I went home, I got to ride the fast St. Rose Transit. GOOD NEWS: I came early. BAD NEWS: I lost my antique watch. Now that was bad - it was my parents’ birthday gift to me. Oh no…

     When I reached home (go and reach are two entirely different verbs) I saw the lights open, and the gate flung open. When I looked into the doors and the second gate, it made an impression to me. BAD NEWS: It was 7:30, and I was locked out of the house. GOOD NEWS: M parents came at 8.

     Sometimes fortune never reaches out to many, and it just dips its way to people, whether in the compensation of good or in the punishment of bad. Précis: May mga pagkakataon na maswerte at hindi. Ciao~

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