My shit

     Saturday, July 28, 2012 ; 7:04 p.m.

     The day started off with me waking up. (DUH.) I woke up at around 5 am, since I had to pee. Okay. TMI. Or wait what, who cares :P

     After that I went to tutor. Honestly, I loved my outfit. I can’t really describe it, but I loved it. 

     I also found out that I’m not really that invisible. Some popular junior girls talked to me and said “You like bands, right?”. I said yes. One of them borrowed my iPod too. Okay, I’m becoming weird. And one of them even complimented my outfit :”> Idk, I’m just happy that people actually know me. You don’t know what it feels like to be translucent. And they invited me to form a moshpit with them when we watch Bazzoka Rocks on September :))

     After that, we resumed studying. What concerned me was that one of my friends, Janna, gave me the cold shoulder after they talked to me. (They were really nice btw). Was she like mad that they didn’t talk to her while they were talking to me, not her? I think. It’s always like this. She always tries to divert the attention of people from me to her. I’m not really affected, because I don’t give a damn about attention. Sort of. That’s just wrong though. I didn’t even do anything. Of course I won’t ignore them, but I didn’t also have that social climber thing going on. Okay, change topic.

     After that, I went home and ate lunch. Then, me and my mom dropped my little sister to tutor. Me and my mom then shopped. Ish. Then, GUITAR :))

     So, my mom dropped me there at around 2:30 pm. And my class was 4 pm. So it was pretty boring. What also sucked was that my iPod died -___-

     And Darwin and Mico weren’t there. This may sound really stalkery, but I already knew Mico wouldn’t be there. He was in Leyte, or Cebu. I forgot. Darwin? idk. 

     I was also pretty stressed during guitar since it was SO hard. And my freaking middle finger was acting weird so making it fast was hard. It was an awesome song though. “Mr. Brightside”. 

     So far, I think the highlight is me watching episode 5 of Awkward Season 2? HAHA. 

     Yep, it is. The episode was awesome, as usual. Can’t wait for episode 6 too. 

     And…. IT’S EXAM WEEK! Kill. Me. Now.

     Honestly, I don’t even know what to write about today. 

     Today’s Friday and it’s also “Free Kiss Day”. Guess what? I didn’t get any kiss. Curse you not-co-ed-school. 

     Uhm, what happened today…

     The teacher I was complaining about gave me the cold shoulder since I complained to the coordinator. Fuck her, it’s her fault.

     The Bio long test was pretty hard and I finished the book “Anatomy of a Boyfriend”. HATE THE STORY. 

     Besides that, I kept on spacing out today. I just had these nonstop recurring daydreams about lots of things. 

     I also noticed a few hours ago that I looked bigger. I don’t really care by how much I weigh, but to how I look. and my stomach grew a bit bigger. I’ll go for a jog tomorrow. 

     I hope nobody reads this. 

     Mico Octaviano.

     That’s his name. Yes, he’s the guy I’ve been gushing about since June.

     How I knew him:

     One of my best friends, Paolo, gave me a few suggestions for a prom date by showing me their Facebook profiles. Some of his suggestions were okay, but Mico was the one who really caught my eye. The moment I saw his profile picture, my heart flipped. He was so gorgeous in his profile picture. So, I added him, and he accepted it. Yes, that also made me flip, in a positive way.

     No, I won’t say I’m a stalker because I’m not one. Paolo was the one who told me these facts:

He was also from USLS-IS, same with Paolo. They’re batchmates and Paolo said he was a bit cocky. 

     Okay, so a few facts. 

     At the beginning, I didn’t really gush about him. I didn’t even open his profile. I just knew his name and face and described him as gorgeous. 

     If you didn’t know, I take guitar lessons in Yamaha School of Music. 

     So, it was a Saturday. I really thank god that I changed my sched from 3-4 to 4-5, one reason was because Darwin, a guy I kind of like, ‘s sched was 5-6. 

     Anyways, I began lessons. Etc. The door of each room had this tiny window where you can only see the face. While my teacher was writing something on my music notebook, I turned around and it was like timing when I recognized his face. Mico just passed by. I didn’t even know he was enrolled there. So, that made my mood that day brighter. 

     That night, I went to this event of their school, “Spirit Night”. Basically a program that includes the big bro/sis-lol bro/sis thing. The program was okay, even though they had electric problems. After the show, we lingered for a while in the lobby of their coliseum. And there I saw him again and I don’t know if he looked at me or not. But I pray to God that he did! He was not only gorgeous/ At that time, I realized he was hot, especially with that smirk on his. 

    I haven’t seen him since then, but I’m really hoping I will. I can still hear him play during lessons though since the way he plays is so intense and he’s really good. 

     Honestly, I’d really like to know him a whole lot better. No, I won’t flirt, but he’s really interesting! Idk why, I’m so curious about him. HAHA, creeeepy. 

     Ciao

     Our teachers haven’t heard of the word “mercy”. 

     This week has been filled with tests, long tests and assignments. And First Quarter exams are next week already. 3 long tests in a day, srsly? 

     I’m even surprised that I survived today. 3 long tests and 2 quizzes. That’s a lot of weight. I was satisfied with my Filipino LT since I only got 9 mistakes, but my Health score was really low. 12/30, kill me now. Idk about Asian History though, we didn’t check it yet. Well, I was satisfied with my answers. 

     Another thing is my English teacher. God, I hate her. She doesn’t know how to be a teacher at all. Sometimes, or always, during class, I try to hide the tears I get because of anger. I’m getting really frustrated because of her. For the first time, I’m asking for quizzes from English. She doesn’t give them at all. And the Powerpoint Presentations she presents us aren’t even made by her, she just downloaded them off the internet. They were pretty useless too. Napoleon Dynamite, seriously? That’s why my arm is aching right now. Because of copying complete notes from another section since their teacher, who actually acts like one, is different and gave them complete notes. So, after I copied the complete notes, I discovered that the notes my English teacher gave us was only like 1/4 of the complete one. See?

     I asked my classmates what they thought of her and we all had the same opinions. SHE SHOULD IMPROVE HER WORK, OR BE GONE. I prefer the latter though. 

     So, I came up with a plan. Since I can’t just go to the Academic Coordinator alone, or bring the whole section, I decided to have a Signature Campaign. 

     ”A Petition for Ms. ___ to BE A TEACHER”. I think that’ll be its heading, idk. Sounds kind of insulting though. 

     See how much stress this 22-year old caused me?

     So, yeah. 

     Yes, I asked for drama. But I don’t really consider this “drama”.

     Basically, it’s just a complain. 

     My English teacher. Actually, calling her a “teacher” would be wrong, because she doesn’t act like one at all. There must that sort of boundary between a student and a teacher, right? Well, she crossed that line already. You may say  that I’m weird for going against a teacher who talks to you and stuff. Trust me. It’s really uncomfortable. One of the things that gets on my nerves is that she gives quizzes about things we haven’t even discussed. I asked her why, she said her flash drive was broken so she can’t present a PP to our class. Seriously? Why can’t she use the blackboard? Or maybe she can’t memorize it because she is so irresponsible. 

     Idk why …

     okay enough venting, my mom’s mad. She found out that I’m at risk. 

     I asked my best friend to chat my ultimate crush and I’m already shaking and “eep!ing”. I am so lame. But this means something right? It means I really like him. I think so.

     Idk why I decided to make a blog which is like this. I just wanted to. Oh hey, now there’s a reason. 

     Anyways, I’d like to try this thing out. You know, recording things that happen in your life. I wonder how I’ll feel when I read my first post months from now. Whatwill happen then? Will I still be same old “Paulie”, who doesn’t have any excitement in her life? Or would my life totally, or part of it, change? 

     I’m making this blog public, but no one I know knows that I made this. I also hope they won’t see this. I’m okay with people thousand of miles away from me, but if they include my best friends, hello deactivate button. 

     Enough about that. 

     Let me say something about myself first. :))

     My name’s Paulie (that’s all I can put :P). As of now, July 23, 2012 8:56 pm, I’m 13 years old. MY birthday’s on August 8. I go to an all-girls school (which sucks btw) and my life sucks too. Not literally, or else that would be gross. I have one best friend who shall not be named. I like guys (DUH). I play the guitar. I skate. I like any type of music, just not the types you usually hear like 1D or the Biebs. I like rock, A LOT. My iPod’s my guardian angel. I’m Roman Catholic, though idk if God’s really with us. K. 

     If my blog, or journal idk, annoys you or creeps you out, feel free to leave or close the window. Not being rude here.