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Friday, August 1, 2008
It's Good To Be A Pessimist 5:06 PM

Title copyright 2008 Joshua The Pessimist.

7: 32 AM

Sitting here at school waiting for my mock orals. Mock. Funny word. “I mock yeu vid my French akzent.” Eh. Can’t wait to get over mine |: I got this nice old (okay, not old) average-seeming teacher (WHOA. THAT GUY LOOKS JUST LIKE CHI. I miss the dude :( I swear that looked just like him. I must be seeing things). I’ve never really talked to her before so basically, she doesn’t know me except by name. CRAP. I LEFT MY IC AT HOME. =.=

Anyway, she doesn’t know me. That’s both good and bad x/ There are three reasons why that is a bad thing.

a.) I’d have to break the ice and all, it won’t be that easy.

b.) Well, if she doesn’t know then she hasn’t talked to me, like, ever and well, she has absolutely NO idea whatsoever about my verbal skills (I don’t mean to brag) and I suppose she’ll underrate me. Unless I make a REAL GOOD IMPRESSION on her.

c.) I remember being picked as Juliet for this Romeo & Juliet thing for a book fair or whatever a couple of years ago and I remember she was in charge and I also remember changing the script (: What? I thought ‘breast’ sounded weird so I changed it to ‘chest’. Geez. I bet she was weirded out on me doing that |:

I suppose it is a good thing because…I can make a good first impression this time. I even brought an apple. Haha. Nawh, the apple’s mine. I have this seemingly odd habit of bringing an apple to school everyday.

“Who eats apples in school?!” -Alister.

I DO. ME. There is absolutely nothing wrong with bringing an apple to school. Except when Isaac comes along, grabs it and throws it around and eventually drops it on the floor which ends up with me hitting him. My apple (:

7:47 AM

Geez. The timekeeper annoys me =.= I mean you have a bad day, do whatever the hell you want, just don’t take it out on us. “Less noise puh-lease!!”, “Turn off all cellphones or I’ll confiscate them!”, “You’d be penalized if ya’ll don’t abide by the rules!”. Penalized. Man.

Danice just found a love note. Here’s what is says:

“How long has it been since I fell in love with you?

My feelings increase, will you ever notice them…

Even though I never once put them to words

I didn’t want to know what is was like to be in love with someone.

I love you- and so I wish you to hold me tight.

How long will I be thinking of you?

I miss you every time I think of you.

If there was an eternally falling rain…

Could it hide my feelings for you?

So I again…I really…I..love you.

The feeling wells up in my brain.

I want to shout to the world…that…I really, really, really love you.

My true feelings.”

That’s sad. I mean like, wow. Good luck with the boy, whoever you are. Okay, there may be a possibility that this may be lyrics but anyway the girl must feel that much to write it all down. Really heartbreaking though, applause, applause.

Oh, I gotta go.

8:24 AM

Just finished, basically it was easy. Only I got deducted for forgetting my IC. Man. I told her it’s just a MOCK oral exam so it shouldn’t be that serious/strict. And she told me to not take things too lightly x| Boy. I think I got on quite well though, we talked about

1. Daring things I like/would like to do

2. Pampered/Spoiled brats around the school (she made me describe their attitude)

3. Student-Teacher relationships

Yep. The student teacher thing was kinda tricky and I had to be sensitive about it since I was a talking a teacher, du-uh, don’t wanna offend her or like, she’ll deduct me even more. But on the whole, it was okay I guess. I put on my charming demeanor and tried my best. Maybe not. Whatever. The stupid thing was when I was telling her about the daring things I’d wanna do, she asked what I’d do if my parents wouldn’t let me and I said I’ll persuade them because I had a “very persuasive personality”. She took that as “I get everything I want and I always have my way”. HELL NO. I should have said “I just don’t give up, it’s not me.” Geez. I’m gonna go tell her that. Man, I really wish my teacher was a former English teacher of mine or something. At least someone who knows me! At least they won’t think I’m some bratty kid x|

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Phrase Of The Day: MAN THE GUNS!

I suppose I’d get better marks if I had a teacher I knew :| Oh well, never mind that. We went over to Netland again and had a blast (: Kevin kept persuading me to play COD4 with him but I guess gaming just isn’t my kind of thing. I suppose it must be fun and all but nah, not me. No Paths, I will not get addicted to CS even if I try it. Haha.

So we just sorta went over and just hung out. There was this one insane episode when Aikks wanted to get a Pop Mie (one of those instant noodle things) and we just kept laughing over how she wanted to “pop me”. It sounded so stupid & hilarious to me and Aikks and we just kept laughing for about 2 minutes straight (it took us about 10 minutes to actually cook the thing). But Josh was all like, that’s so stupid (I bet it sounds like that to you readers too, don’t try, you won’t get it). Hahahaha. He’s a pessimist. This is what you get when you’re friends with a pessimist :p I think he ended up laughing too. Haha. Before that he was all “Being a pessimist is good.”, hence the title of the entry.

He is the most skeptical, pessimistic, down-to-earth and factual person ever to live on this planet. Really. But it’s funny, seriously. How many people do you know always suggest going somewhere else in YOUR dream or laugh at you silly ambitions right? (: I remember telling him about my dream where Ronnie held the school hostage (yeah). So while everyone was getting shot at, I ducked, grabbed Aikks and headed for the corridors to run to the front area of the school.

And Josh was like, “And you didn’t remember me? You just left me to die there?” I didn’t see him, du-uh hahaha. So I was like, “I guess you were absent.” And then he said I should’ve ran the other way since I was moving farther from the exit if I go through the corridors. Haha. Joshua, Joshua. Tsktsk.

By the way, Josh, if you’re reading this I’m NOT in any way trying to make you sound bad (he’s fun, really). Maybe you only think that because YOU’RE A PESSIMIST. Hahahahaha, don’t get mad.

All morning I kept asking who was “manning the guns” and Aikks just kept laughing. Honestly. Haven’t you heard of pirate talk? Okay, so maybe it isn’t but still. It goes with “Brace the foreyard” or “Hard to starboard” or something. Haha. Stupid. I just kept saying that cause I wanted to know who was “manning the guns” = “Who’s using the computer?” since we just sorta kept leaving the computer to go outside and keep Josh company. And yeah. Aikks was still paying for that. Lmao. We ended up letting Isaac take over the “guns” until the time’s up. Haha. Man the guns. Hence the phrase of the day. I bet you were thinking of like, CS or COD4 or you know all those online game things people get up to. Haha, nah.

ps. Josh, thanks for the songs man. By the way, there are certain things in my pendrive; I don’t remember what I left in my pendrive, so there might be some…things in there. Hahaha.

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