ive got moves like jagger

but apparently our NatSci teacher cant see it cause he's being clouded by his not so cool like teaching.

not that im blabbing about it.
I am damn complaining about it.

okey imma slow down, lemme tell you the story.

today is our university week. yes classes are off but the pressure of accomplishing all those given activities in our supposed to be free time is a dang annoyance in my lazy ass. its saturday now and the the whole university party just ended yesterday so technically, this is just my usual saturday night. nothing free, nothing special. except that classes are still suspended on monday and tuesday cause of some national holidays that i cant really name of.

as what i have said, the activities are still playing tag with me, bringing my chair of relaxation with them. just this morning, i had presented the dance that i have been having trouble in gym class for a month or so. all the mud, the broken shoes, the long morning travels, the rehearsal of the freakin finale and the buckets of sweat has been finally put to an end. thank goodness! though i kinda screwed up a little in the exaggerated flipping part of the hankies where i swished my hands five seconds before everybody else did. this is making me more upset so lets not bring it up ever again, okey.

this week is also the schedule for the viewing of grades in our university webpage.
just tonight, me and my blockies were having a group chat in facebook concerning about our grades. and when i opened mine, a 3.0 in my natural science class popped among my 1.somethings. no actually i didnt feel angry at first. i was actually laughing by that moment, i dont really know why but it kinda felt funny. then all my classmates became giddy-mad of how they were able to have 5.0's 2.7's while im there hanging with my 3.0; well my grade is in the middlish part. then i realized its a 75. and in my whole life i had never ever received such shame of a grade. srsly.

now i cant contain my gallon of emotions. i am definitely bothered. why? cause i have been absolutely attentive in his class, listening all to his mumblings, nodding along amidst the boos of my classmates to his weird teaching manner and his ability to not let us understand a single word he's blabbing. great. just great. i might as well join the opposing team. well, infact i already did.

you know what's more exciting, waiting for my grade in my accounting subject (in which i only got half of the overall score in my midterm exam. and oh yea, lets not also forget my mark for gym class.)

brb, off to jump a bridge.


-geianne
(written on saturday, published on sunday)

WATCH ME EAT CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES AS I PRETEND TO FEEL NO PAIN.

yes, dont tell anyone that my heart is currently being shattered into a million pieces by an overly evolved homo sapien who think he could crush this specific vital organ of mine that easily and that he actually could.


-geianne

its what you do

look here.


-geianne

phase

hey there bloggy, its been a long time since ive last posted here. what, almost a month maybe? if we really try to realize, its not that much span of a time but for me it had done a lot of changes--lots and lots and lots.

you know that quote where you feel like every day is the same yet if you look back everything's different? yea? you see i kinda dont really memorize the whole thing and i havent had a single clue upon who ever spoke it but the whole quotation translates into what im feeling right now.

five months ago, i voluntarily enter my feet inside our highschool premises cheerily, excited to see my chums every morning and the likes that we share afterwards. but now, it seems like im dragging my feet to my college school cos i have to, not because i want to.

five months ago i was easy go lucky and not even a project rush could bother me like it could stir my whole life. but now every lil thing is bugging my insides. including the freakin assignments.

i dont know if its just me making things all complicated or what but.. i dont know. i cant explain. maybe its just that i have lived in my comfort zone for an eternity that i have not been able to explore the wild. this wild. and im afraid of failing. maybe, yea, thats the deal. cause i dont want to disgrace the privilege my parents gave me; to be able to leave home for educational matters. yet here i am, blabbing about how i couldnt make it all calm and stable.

five months ago im sprawled on my bed inside my room with earphones hanging on my head, laughin my ass out, reading my chums' SMS while im listening to some song, ignoring my moms shouts from the kitchen. now my hands are literally wounded from doing all the laundry and cooking by myself.

college has just begun. no not the schoolyear. the life. my life. ive been forcing myself to enjoy by attending the homecoming party (which i might add, gave me trouble concerning with what glam rock costume to wear, but sigh, the mischief was managed), and working my brows on our midterm exam (which we wouldnt talk abt right now since its kinda not healthy for me to discuss my soon to be unhealthy grade results) and i must say that ive also put myself in trouble too, in PE actually (which were having a great muslim dance with a moody unmarried teacher).

things were different five months, but now im struggling. trying to find out whats in store for me. guessing and counting on the steps that i might execute next. (esp with an ever pain in the ass guy, lurking somewhere inside my mind. and a new mysterious boy whose role is about to be discovered in the next days to come; when my head isnt jumbled or isnt into planning a riot against my wants.)

so, yeah. my damaged hands need some chillaxing now. i miss you and i'll tell you a lot of things sooner than soon.

-geianne