Yeah, about that..got home last Tuesday and simply couldn’t be bothered to make an entry about it but here I am now, aren’t I? Anyway, had like a horde of people all over me for dried mango, so sorry for not getting that much. Well, staying in the Philippines was great, honestly, except the air. It can’t get any more polluted that that. Whoo. =.=”
On the downside, I didn’t get half of what I wanted to buy :| Too bad eh, especially the Fender guitar which was hell expensive, Kevin was so practical about it being on the plane if I did buy one. He insisted that I can’t bring it back here since it’ll get crushed in the baggage hold and I can’t keep it with me either since there wasn’t much space. Well I guess it doesn’t matter now, since I DON’T have one. Maybe I’ll save up or something. I need a job. Screw.
Anyway, it’s been a week and nothing has changed in school. It’s still small, has holes and splattered ceilings. Only the toilets can actually be locked and doesn’t reek the smell of crap anymore. Wow, how pathetic, is our school that low? And did I mention the school has officially changed names? It blows though, the new name :| The anthem or school song, whatever, I prefer calling it an ‘anthem’, sounds so bad with all the little children singing it, honestly. I mean they keep playing it over and over, geez. Well, it’s only been a couple of fortnights, what was I expecting? For the school to somehow magically change into something like JIS with its own gym, pool and advance technology? Nope. Same old multi purpose parking lot, old stripy grey uniform and unbelievably slow Internet connection :|
The class has missed me though, how touching :DD Aikks told me it was so quiet, too damn quiet for its own good. The teachers, mainly Teacher English, noticed the calm and figured I was gone. Hell, my BM teacher made rumors for my three week absence saying some homosexual, yes, homosexual, don’t fret, pushed me off the stairs and I had to spend three weeks in the hospital, critical condition. Honestly. I see they haven’t changed, Brandy and Qawi, still quarrelling and making up every 5 seconds, the boys are still bums and Azim is still the arrogant little him. Hahaha.
Well it’s good to be back here, friends, guitar, bed & annoying little classmates. Ah, can’t get any better than this (just picture me with an silly grin plastered on my face, sighing in contentment).