random thoughts
Feb. 1st, 2007 09:34 pmToday and yesterday were brilliant. I would call them imperfectly perfect days. Imperfectly perfect, the way today and yesterday were, is the way I'd like life to be- full of laughter and cramming and arguments and silly mistakes that are just mistakes and that don't make you feel like a failure. No major losses, not to dignity or to the future or to grades.
But the thing is, if there are no situations that can make you feel like a failure, then neither are there situations that can make you feel triumphant, really triumphant.
But you'll be happy. And sometimes I wonder which I'd pick: the imperfectly-perfect life I'd like, or the history-changing life of trials and tribulations that I dream of.
The abbreviation of "dome on a drum" (from Art yesterday) was "d. on a d.".
AJ: Donad? Kapatid ba yun ni Jonaj?
Maricor: Di ba si Donad yung kalaban ni Jollibee?
Tricia: Di ba donad yung kinakain ni Sir Job?
... Mga Champaca lang makaka-gets niyan... Inside jokes kasi....
Hindi ko alam kung matutuwa ako sa Geom. test ngayon... Kasi nakakatuwa yung mga problems, nagkukunwari akong marunong mag-math at ni-mental ko yung arithmetic... Pero nakakainis yung ASN... Kasi lahat ng sagot ko, either A o N... Wala akong S... At feeling ko linoko ako ni Sir... Evryone else had two or three S's....
Hindi ako nag-aral para sa quiz sa English ngayon... Nakakatamad kasi... At nag-aral pa ako ng Geom.... Tapos yung quiz matching type na vocabulary! Naka-perfect ako! 20 out of 20!
August's comment: "Ikaw pa, mag-aral sa vocabulary!"
Masipag ako sa requirements, pero tamad ako mag-aral... Which is why I'm posting this now and not studying for Algeb....
I have four Writer's Forks on my palm... What's that supposed to mean?
And I discovered two things today.
One is that molds are disgusting, especialy if they have been growing on a piece of bread for almost a month.
Two is na puwede palang maging mabait si August.
(Yes, August, if you're reading this, I guess I just complimented you. But I know you're not, since hindi ka kagaya ko na tinatamad mag-aral... Anyways I owe you one.)
Hmmm... How to end this post?
Oh, I know!
The history-changing life would be great, but it'd be greater if imperfectly-perfect moments were slipped into it once in a while.
"... breathing in your skin tonight
quiet is my loudest cry
wouldn't want to wake the eyes that make me melt inside
and if it's healthier to leave you be
may a sickness come and set me free
kill me while i still believe that you were meant for me..."
-Yellowcard, Rough Draft