This is my last year of high school, and I really want to make a good performance this time around. I want to make an impact, a good remembrance that will differentiate me from my elder sister. I want to be known as 'Kat', the nice girl who has her own talent, and not just 'Sarah's Little Sister'. I want everyone to know that I have different capabilities, that I can stand without the shadow of my sister around me. I want to prove them I am something more than that.
Well. Talk about major Inferiority Complex banging on. I guess I just couldn't help it. It's already stuck within me, a force bigger than the maelstroms that come to this country. But I really think I am inferior to everyone...and I just want to prove to everyone - and myself at the same time - that I can be better. I can make myself believe that I am not inferior, or have never been close to being one.
Except this day.
It's a major humiliation in my part to walk through the hallways of the main building donning a big, bulky bag whilst classes are going on. It's like there's a huge sign in front of me that says, "I am a Latecomer." It made me feel a lot more inferior, seeing as almost everyone was earlier than me. It was like all the eyes are focused on me, watching my every move. I felt like screaming and running away from there. But I needed to go to school. My grades are at stake.
So...for the first half of the day, I was sulking mad. I didn't like to talk much, didn't like to smile much. I was basically 'bad trip' personified. And because of that, I got a really low score in Economics. Well, based on my standards, anyway. My standard tells me that I must get at least 75% of the total score, or else. 90% and above is excellent, but a grade lower than 75% is certainly a no-no. That's me. Gah. I so wish I am not part of the honor roll, but then again...I like it.
And guess what? I was, once again, the first to correctly finish the hands-on quiz on Computer! Nyahahaha! I am so happy. Not that it's hard or anything, but really, Mr. dela Cruz said the hands-on quizzes would certainly get harder and harder. But, modesty aside, I didn't find it hard. At all. Gah. I just wish my every quiz of every subject was just like Computer. No need to memorize anything at all, just make a program then zap! Finished. Now that I think about it...I could get a job concerning computers. I'm quite...ahem...gifted in that field. Modesty aside once again. Bwahaha.
This is getting too long. Must stop.
Then again, why must I?
I have a lot of things to say. Well...about my dearest, longest, super-ever missed 'kada, the Ajjak. Well, technically, it's been Tajjak for a long time now. Nyahaha. Anyways, I had a chance to talk to my best buds at club time, and boy, did I miss them! For such a long time now, I hadn't really noticed how much I missed those guys...except now. They even remember my birthday!!!! And I (sadly) couldn't remember Aldrine's. Gawd. I am such a retard. But anyways, they still love me for me, and I do hope it wouldn't be the last of our wonderful get togethers, because I do miss them so much. They're my best friends way, way before everyone else. Thanks to them, I'm still here, loving my life and enjoying it.
Well. Talk about major Inferiority Complex banging on. I guess I just couldn't help it. It's already stuck within me, a force bigger than the maelstroms that come to this country. But I really think I am inferior to everyone...and I just want to prove to everyone - and myself at the same time - that I can be better. I can make myself believe that I am not inferior, or have never been close to being one.
Except this day.
It's a major humiliation in my part to walk through the hallways of the main building donning a big, bulky bag whilst classes are going on. It's like there's a huge sign in front of me that says, "I am a Latecomer." It made me feel a lot more inferior, seeing as almost everyone was earlier than me. It was like all the eyes are focused on me, watching my every move. I felt like screaming and running away from there. But I needed to go to school. My grades are at stake.
So...for the first half of the day, I was sulking mad. I didn't like to talk much, didn't like to smile much. I was basically 'bad trip' personified. And because of that, I got a really low score in Economics. Well, based on my standards, anyway. My standard tells me that I must get at least 75% of the total score, or else. 90% and above is excellent, but a grade lower than 75% is certainly a no-no. That's me. Gah. I so wish I am not part of the honor roll, but then again...I like it.
And guess what? I was, once again, the first to correctly finish the hands-on quiz on Computer! Nyahahaha! I am so happy. Not that it's hard or anything, but really, Mr. dela Cruz said the hands-on quizzes would certainly get harder and harder. But, modesty aside, I didn't find it hard. At all. Gah. I just wish my every quiz of every subject was just like Computer. No need to memorize anything at all, just make a program then zap! Finished. Now that I think about it...I could get a job concerning computers. I'm quite...ahem...gifted in that field. Modesty aside once again. Bwahaha.
This is getting too long. Must stop.
Then again, why must I?
I have a lot of things to say. Well...about my dearest, longest, super-ever missed 'kada, the Ajjak. Well, technically, it's been Tajjak for a long time now. Nyahaha. Anyways, I had a chance to talk to my best buds at club time, and boy, did I miss them! For such a long time now, I hadn't really noticed how much I missed those guys...except now. They even remember my birthday!!!! And I (sadly) couldn't remember Aldrine's. Gawd. I am such a retard. But anyways, they still love me for me, and I do hope it wouldn't be the last of our wonderful get togethers, because I do miss them so much. They're my best friends way, way before everyone else. Thanks to them, I'm still here, loving my life and enjoying it.
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