Monday, August 18, 2014

More Than Useless

Bonjour! Welcome to saddest and weirdest blog in the world! I guess I'll talk about the normal things- which are my problems. I honestly don't know what else to write here, I'm actually thinking about putting up a picture and share my thoughts on whatever that picture is about. And I think I'm going to start it today, and I might do that before ending my blog, would that be great? Oh, also I'm thinking about writing about things I found interesting today, so maybe I could put this one before my problems, just to warm things up. That'll be cool I guess, so let's start this mes amis!

08/18/14


Today was my brod's (Joel) birthday! I started calling him brod today because I thought it sounded unique, like his unique loyalty and personality. Well anyway, happy birthday brod! Just like what I said, I wish you would find your happiness, or I wish your happiness would find you already.


Today was also our first Social Studies quiz. It was hard as hell! But it was great that I answered all even if I don't do this usually in Social Studies classes. This quiz was really unusual for me, because like what I said, I finished this and I answered all. Also, because I actually knew (not really knew, like recalled) everything WITHOUT REVIEWING. Isn't it weird? And when I say this, I'm being honest. What I did was browse, I didn't even get to read everything in my notebook, and yet I answered all. I'm really proud of myself, in this way I could say that I am improving, either through the hard way or the easy way.


Oh how can I forget! Today's English class was really fun! It was so hilarious because Roda (<-- my classmate) acted like one of those famous actresses on television. She 'acted' Kris Aquino, the (younger, I think) sister of the Philippines' current president, President Benigno Aquino III. Roda not only copied how Kris actually acts, but she also did copy how Kris says words. The way she pronounces them are really funny, I wished I actually took a video of it, so whenever I'm down and all, I could give it a click, and the next thing I know is that I'm laughing my ass off.


One more was during our Science class. We had a couple of minutes to eat (or party, but more on eat) because like what I said, it was Joel's birthday (refer to the first paragraph after the date). After eating, we had lessons and that. When we were doing our seat work, Sir Mon (it's actually Sir Richmond, I just like to type down 'Mon') went to the back and started singing a weird song. If I remember correctly, the lyrics were:

How much is that dog-gy (or dog-gie, or whatever you feel like spelling it) on (or in) the window? Aw, aw, aw, aw (<-- dog barks).

He kept singing that until me and a few friends got attached to the song. It's actually pretty catchy, and until now, I have that song in mind.


The warm up is over, let's proceed to the real thing (*evil laugh*)!


This day is the worst one I had- yet this school year. Imagine being so happy while getting in your classroom and this one classmate of yours barges in and slams the door (this is so Elsa of Frozen). I mean, really dude? You just had to barge into my happiness and made my world darker. If ever this lad has a personal problem, then please just not put it in school (even though I do that sometimes, but I don't barge in and slam the door)? School life and other life is different, not unless they are the same, but then- yeah. Anyway, dude, I know you could read this, just please let your stress out outside of school? I'll even help you, just stop connecting both, okay? Then we're settled with this!


This second one is really an unusual problem, I mean, it's normal (for me, I guess). I just thought of some questions, well these questions runs through my whole mind all the time, so it isn't much of a bother. So the question are:


What if our purpose in life was to find our purpose?
and,
What if I didn't exist in this world?

Well, I haven't found the greatest answer for both questions, but I think I have an answer to the second one, and here it is:

If I didn't exist in this world, I honestly think that my teachers would have less headache, that my parents wouldn't have to handle 3 naughty kids, and my classmates not having to worry about this weird girl at the back who does nothing else but to rip off people. You see, if I didn't exist, I think this world would be great, I'm just not sure if everyone else thinks of that, but it wouldn't matter, because I've made up my mind, and this is what I think it is. 

Well, I guess I need to cut it of- oh wait, yes, the picture! Alright just refer to the picture below, or somewhere, I don't know, but just refer to it.

So, this is something I saw from Facebook, I saw it from Sir Richmond's (Sir Mon) status and I think this hit me in the feels. It is true, that not everyone will appreciate what you will do to them or simply, what you will do. Also, it is very hard to segregate (such a deep word) those people who are worth your kindness or those ones who abuse it. I just wish everyone I know would be not abusing my kindness towards them, I may not be kind all the time, but that doesn't mean I never will be kind to you or I never cared about you. This is something everyone should know, and I wish you guys learned something from the picture above or below or left or right.

Well, that's about it, this one is a bit long, just please take time to read it, it's fun to read and might be boring cause I keep narrating, not much on comedy, but bear with me because I'm in the stage of depression, well I've always been here, but this is just taking a bit way off the charts. So here's my not much creative name, but it's worth a shot!

The Fact in My Blog:
I write a lot of poems, like seriously, A LOT. If you'd borrow my laptop right now, my desktop would be filled by word documents and most of them are about poetry and all that. I'm a sucker for poetry, and I like poems who rhyme, I think poems without rhymes are like non-sense statements (no offence to those poets who write without rhyme). I just find it weird, so if you'd ask me to write a poem for you, expect your poem to be full of rhymes!

That's my fact for today, and here comes the French word (I haven't thought of a creative name for this)!
Au revoir! :)

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