Dammit. Let it slide already.
You know that you've achieved a lot in your stay. Your friends know it too. And you don't need to go up there and prove it to anyone, right? You don't need one of those certificates to prove your worth. You already left your trophies in one of the faculty rooms, what's a piece of paper compared to that?
Still, I think even you (yes, YOU!) would think it maybe, sorta, kinda unfair too if you were here. Your friend who you've been with in almost all your competitions get recognized and you don't. What happened to the whole recognition part? Isn't the ceremony to make you recognized for what you did?
Meh, call it envy or whatnot, it'll pass. I hope.
"You're still best in ComSci for me." - RMCP
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Gaaaaaaahhh...
I don't really know what to do at the moment..
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Lazy
Yeah, I think I give up on the blogging challenge.
Oh well. Can't write properly anyway :))
Back to playing AoMTx :))
Oh well. Can't write properly anyway :))
Back to playing AoMTx :))
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Day 5 - Friends
Teehee, sorry for the late post. Was up all night last night playing, so, yeah.
Anyway, friends.
I don't know why, but I'm currently finding it hard to write about this topic, even though I have already written another about it (albeit, on a more economic point of view, click here to read). But one thing I can say though, is that even with my relatively wide scope of people I'm in good terms with, there are only a handful which I can truly call my friends.
For the last two years, break time has never been the same for me. Ever since a friend of mine introduced us into playing his board/card games, I've been hooked. And after a while, it's been tradition to play during breaks or whenever we're free. And the fun part is that my other friends also seem to be hooked, even some other people who don't usually stay with us play every once in a while. So for making the past two years really really fun and entertaining and for never seeming to run out of ideas, thank you Justin.
Of course with games, it's never fun to play with only yourself. That's where your other friends come in. Eventually this sense of being only a player to another will fade and you will tend to hang out with them more and more. Even though we have not been exactly the closest of friends, I'm still glad you guys are around to play with. Edmond, Maki, Jia, the games will never have been as epic without you guys.
Games aren't the only thing in friendships. The relationship in itself is the most crucial part. Being there when needed, having someone to talk to about stuff, all these also is a part of every friendship.But you can't help but have some friends who talks some sense into you every once in a while, and that's one way to test the strength of your friendship. And Quina and Ria have never failed to be there when I need someone to talk to, or you know, just to be there.
Usually girl (space) friends are the ones whom you go to (if you're a guy, then again, also if you're a girl) for serious conversations. But guys could also make for good conversations, even though there may (usually) arise random spurs-of-the-moment jokes and whatnot. And they're usually the more loyal once who'd stick with you no matter what (no offense to anyone). Three years have I been stuck with these guys, and even now we question the sole foundation of our friendship, but I wouldn't have Marlo nor Leif any other way (no, I do NOT know what you mean).
Almost everyone has their close friend of the opposite gender. Usually to be the one to talk you out of (or sometimes even into) something stupid, to knock some sense to you, and basically be your opposite-gender-conscience. But sometimes, they're also your go-to person to talk to about random problems concerning other friends and people. But no matter what happens and what stupid, crazy, whacked-up thing you do, they'll always have your back (and quite possibly still have random normal-but-supposed-to-be-really-awkward conversations with them). Just so you know Thea, I'll still be setting up my alarm just to be able to request.
So I guess that's it then?
Ha, heck no. I could never forget that one friend of mine.
The one best friend that have seen me at my best and at my worst. The one who fits all the description above (except anything game related, you have a really strong self-control, I salute you for that). The one whom you'd trust with your life. The one whom you'd trust with your heart.
For some reason, I always end up liking my best girl (space) friend, and always end up failing (usually, the demise is caused by my best guy (space) friend). I don't know why this is, but somehow, it just is.
Well, to be honest, I really don't know what else to say (actually, I do, but it might cause a general reaction to people, don't worry though, it's not R-18). Just that you're the best friend I've always wanted to have, the best friend that have stuck with me for three years through ups and downs. And for that, and countless many others, and yeah, thanks for everything, Angelei. (To anyone wondering, yeah, it's her)
I guess, that's it.
Anyway, friends.
I don't know why, but I'm currently finding it hard to write about this topic, even though I have already written another about it (albeit, on a more economic point of view, click here to read). But one thing I can say though, is that even with my relatively wide scope of people I'm in good terms with, there are only a handful which I can truly call my friends.
For the last two years, break time has never been the same for me. Ever since a friend of mine introduced us into playing his board/card games, I've been hooked. And after a while, it's been tradition to play during breaks or whenever we're free. And the fun part is that my other friends also seem to be hooked, even some other people who don't usually stay with us play every once in a while. So for making the past two years really really fun and entertaining and for never seeming to run out of ideas, thank you Justin.
Of course with games, it's never fun to play with only yourself. That's where your other friends come in. Eventually this sense of being only a player to another will fade and you will tend to hang out with them more and more. Even though we have not been exactly the closest of friends, I'm still glad you guys are around to play with. Edmond, Maki, Jia, the games will never have been as epic without you guys.
Games aren't the only thing in friendships. The relationship in itself is the most crucial part. Being there when needed, having someone to talk to about stuff, all these also is a part of every friendship.But you can't help but have some friends who talks some sense into you every once in a while, and that's one way to test the strength of your friendship. And Quina and Ria have never failed to be there when I need someone to talk to, or you know, just to be there.
Usually girl (space) friends are the ones whom you go to (if you're a guy, then again, also if you're a girl) for serious conversations. But guys could also make for good conversations, even though there may (usually) arise random spurs-of-the-moment jokes and whatnot. And they're usually the more loyal once who'd stick with you no matter what (no offense to anyone). Three years have I been stuck with these guys, and even now we question the sole foundation of our friendship, but I wouldn't have Marlo nor Leif any other way (no, I do NOT know what you mean).
Almost everyone has their close friend of the opposite gender. Usually to be the one to talk you out of (or sometimes even into) something stupid, to knock some sense to you, and basically be your opposite-gender-conscience. But sometimes, they're also your go-to person to talk to about random problems concerning other friends and people. But no matter what happens and what stupid, crazy, whacked-up thing you do, they'll always have your back (and quite possibly still have random normal-but-supposed-to-be-really-awkward conversations with them). Just so you know Thea, I'll still be setting up my alarm just to be able to request.
So I guess that's it then?
Ha, heck no. I could never forget that one friend of mine.
The one best friend that have seen me at my best and at my worst. The one who fits all the description above (except anything game related, you have a really strong self-control, I salute you for that). The one whom you'd trust with your life. The one whom you'd trust with your heart.
For some reason, I always end up liking my best girl (space) friend, and always end up failing (usually, the demise is caused by my best guy (space) friend). I don't know why this is, but somehow, it just is.
Well, to be honest, I really don't know what else to say (actually, I do, but it might cause a general reaction to people, don't worry though, it's not R-18). Just that you're the best friend I've always wanted to have, the best friend that have stuck with me for three years through ups and downs. And for that, and countless many others, and yeah, thanks for everything, Angelei. (To anyone wondering, yeah, it's her)
I guess, that's it.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Day 4 - Fourth Year Section
Butterfly!!! Caterpillar!! YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've got to say, fourth year definitely made up for my third year section. And I deeply regret not making the most out of it.
Muon is definitely one hell of a section. Yes, some stratification (wow, word of the week xD) found every now and then, but we're usually bonded as one. Everyone has had their place in the section. And everyone had played a role in it at least once. And for some reason, you always get pulled back if ever you try to stay away.
Muon, like the particle, isn't exactly the most stable section. Random craziness happens every now and then, especially with the combination of Neil Cruda and Al Lopez, and many many more.
As I've said earlier, I'm regretting not being able to make the most out of this section. So many things that could've been done weren't. But there's nothing turning things back, so what's done (or not) is done. I'm just glad that for the last few months, I've been able to get closer with some of the people in Muon. And well, yeah.
Muon, thank you for making our last year in Pisay memorable. Thank you for living up to the title of a section. And thank you for being my one and only fourth year section :D
I've got to say, fourth year definitely made up for my third year section. And I deeply regret not making the most out of it.
Muon is definitely one hell of a section. Yes, some stratification (wow, word of the week xD) found every now and then, but we're usually bonded as one. Everyone has had their place in the section. And everyone had played a role in it at least once. And for some reason, you always get pulled back if ever you try to stay away.
Muon, like the particle, isn't exactly the most stable section. Random craziness happens every now and then, especially with the combination of Neil Cruda and Al Lopez, and many many more.
As I've said earlier, I'm regretting not being able to make the most out of this section. So many things that could've been done weren't. But there's nothing turning things back, so what's done (or not) is done. I'm just glad that for the last few months, I've been able to get closer with some of the people in Muon. And well, yeah.
Muon, thank you for making our last year in Pisay memorable. Thank you for living up to the title of a section. And thank you for being my one and only fourth year section :D
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Day 3.5 - Third Year Section (revisited)
I'll be doing a 3.5 for this challenge, as to quote a famous line, "cause fuck you, that's why".
My better third year section, Sodium annex, or famously called the Na-nnex, is the "section" which I feel like is, well, my section. Most of my friends are there, my new-found friends are there, my (not-so-official) girl(space)friend is there (through transitivity [Dennis (Na) - Ronida (Na-nnex, cause, yeah :>) - Angelei (Cousin) - moi]), and well, its the group I've spent my third year with the most.
It's one of those groups that never run out of energy. And when I say never, I mean never. They're always fun to hang out with, no matter the situation. It's somewhere you can easily feel at home in. And for some reason, everything just seems to click. Everything just seems to fall into their respective places. It seems like the world was in flux.
I really don't know what to write cause this was just a spur of the moment decision to write this in the first place, *ahem*THEA*ahem*. So just a shout out to the Na-nnex people, thank you for everything. Thank you for making me feel better about the whole K thing. Thank you for making me feel comfortable. Thank you for everything we did and whatnot. Most of all, thank you for being the section I longed to be in.
My better third year section, Sodium annex, or famously called the Na-nnex, is the "section" which I feel like is, well, my section. Most of my friends are there, my new-found friends are there, my (not-so-official) girl(space)friend is there (through transitivity [Dennis (Na) - Ronida (Na-nnex, cause, yeah :>) - Angelei (Cousin) - moi]), and well, its the group I've spent my third year with the most.
It's one of those groups that never run out of energy. And when I say never, I mean never. They're always fun to hang out with, no matter the situation. It's somewhere you can easily feel at home in. And for some reason, everything just seems to click. Everything just seems to fall into their respective places. It seems like the world was in flux.
I really don't know what to write cause this was just a spur of the moment decision to write this in the first place, *ahem*THEA*ahem*. So just a shout out to the Na-nnex people, thank you for everything. Thank you for making me feel better about the whole K thing. Thank you for making me feel comfortable. Thank you for everything we did and whatnot. Most of all, thank you for being the section I longed to be in.
Day 3 - Third Year Section
Ahh, third year. Somehow, I dislike and like this year the most at the same time. But whatever the case, this year had the most roller coaster moments, so many ups, downs, twists, turns, loop-de-loops and whatnot happened this year. But sadly, I didn't get to spend it with a section I felt home in. (I'm sorry to any K who's reading this.)
The stratification in this section was quite high in the beginning. And sometimes, I find myself to constantly not belong in any of it. Yes, sometimes I hang out with a group every now and then, but it is just sometimes. I never truly found my home in the section. I do have some friends within the section, but even they have other closer friends that they'd rather hang out with. Somehow, I really think I don't belong in this section. But sometimes, I think what would Potassium be without me?
Oh yeah, right. Still Potassium. Still the same section I was in. Still the same from last year. Nothing would change, after all, what am I to Potassium anyway? I'm probably just one of those fillers for the section, just to make the count complete and correct. After all, what's a miniscule part to do with the bigger picture? Nothing.
The stratification in this section was quite high in the beginning. And sometimes, I find myself to constantly not belong in any of it. Yes, sometimes I hang out with a group every now and then, but it is just sometimes. I never truly found my home in the section. I do have some friends within the section, but even they have other closer friends that they'd rather hang out with. Somehow, I really think I don't belong in this section. But sometimes, I think what would Potassium be without me?
Oh yeah, right. Still Potassium. Still the same section I was in. Still the same from last year. Nothing would change, after all, what am I to Potassium anyway? I'm probably just one of those fillers for the section, just to make the count complete and correct. After all, what's a miniscule part to do with the bigger picture? Nothing.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Day 2 - Second Year Section
Huh, what do you know? I'm still here.
They say the Second year in Pisay is the hardest, being the year with the most units and consequently, more requirements. But in all entirety, it's not. You don't have to do research and write a valid scientific paper about it, you don't have CAT which takes up your Friday afternoons plus some other times for required community service, you don't have to worry about actually reading up ahead to get credit for 25% of your final grade, and most importantly, you don't have to balance all of these and more constantly throughout a year.
Most of my classmates from second year would say that they'd rather be in another section, almost everyone disliked the section. But for me it's a different story, second year cemented almost everything I've been building up since first year. It made for a huge turning point for me, although it may not seem so, though I won't be writing much about that, so yeah.
One of the things I loved the most about Sampa is our Mayroong 5, the group that I was in that originated from the deep taverns of the Math unit. Originally consisting of 6 members (cause, well, personal relationships of a group's member makes for transitive membership, right?), namely me, Marlo, Leif, Alkie, Ryan + Angelei, it was one of the most whacked up group then. But it was this sense of randomness that kept me there. Sadly, the group has disbanded by the end of the year, and Ryan and Alkie went off their separate ways. (Details of the story are not to be mentioned here)
Despite the lack of chemistry within the class and the heavy stratification of the people in it, it still doesn't make the cut for my worse section. I have enough space in my heart left for this section to last me for a while.
Til we meet again (you know, on March 24) ;)
They say the Second year in Pisay is the hardest, being the year with the most units and consequently, more requirements. But in all entirety, it's not. You don't have to do research and write a valid scientific paper about it, you don't have CAT which takes up your Friday afternoons plus some other times for required community service, you don't have to worry about actually reading up ahead to get credit for 25% of your final grade, and most importantly, you don't have to balance all of these and more constantly throughout a year.
Most of my classmates from second year would say that they'd rather be in another section, almost everyone disliked the section. But for me it's a different story, second year cemented almost everything I've been building up since first year. It made for a huge turning point for me, although it may not seem so, though I won't be writing much about that, so yeah.
One of the things I loved the most about Sampa is our Mayroong 5, the group that I was in that originated from the deep taverns of the Math unit. Originally consisting of 6 members (cause, well, personal relationships of a group's member makes for transitive membership, right?), namely me, Marlo, Leif, Alkie, Ryan + Angelei, it was one of the most whacked up group then. But it was this sense of randomness that kept me there. Sadly, the group has disbanded by the end of the year, and Ryan and Alkie went off their separate ways. (Details of the story are not to be mentioned here)
Despite the lack of chemistry within the class and the heavy stratification of the people in it, it still doesn't make the cut for my worse section. I have enough space in my heart left for this section to last me for a while.
Til we meet again (you know, on March 24) ;)
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Day 1 - First Year Section
RUBY!!!!!
Where the hell do I start? :))
From all the four sections I've had, Ruby is still by far the best (Muon is a close second though xD). What makes me love it is not just the people, not just the chemistry of the people, but the section in itself. So many memories attached, so many obstacles hurdled together as a section, and who can complain if your newsletters always go "Ruby 2012 and Others 2012"?
Instead of paragraphing everything I like about this section, I'd just do a list :D
//So yeah, that's it I guess. And yeah, I really do suck in writing :))
Where the hell do I start? :))
From all the four sections I've had, Ruby is still by far the best (Muon is a close second though xD). What makes me love it is not just the people, not just the chemistry of the people, but the section in itself. So many memories attached, so many obstacles hurdled together as a section, and who can complain if your newsletters always go "Ruby 2012 and Others 2012"?
Instead of paragraphing everything I like about this section, I'd just do a list :D
- At least 5 laptops open for an Armagetron/SMW/whatever game session at the front lob every morning at around 6 am, to be repeated during lunch times
- Tersa's house. Bar, Poker table, Mahjong, huge television space, game room, food.'Nuff said.
- Sir Mardan. Come on, what other teacher is going to force their students to dance a famous song whose lyrics were changed into a Math related one? "So here's a complex fraction, a freakshow. The right LCD is the solution baby.."
- Enchanted Kingdom, the other outing place.
- Ka-kornihan ni Dario Ceblano
- People who know how to play Mahjong, Pusoy Dos, Tong-its, etc. And the rest wants to learn.
- A somehow organized Poker game using pogs
- Jelor Gallego
- Micholo Medrana at Tersa's house
- Ma'am Buenafe
- "Kita mo 'tong _____ na 'to? Dati human yan eh, tinira ko" - Justin Bantos
- In-depth Pokemon analysis (sorry na, adik ako :P)
- et. al.
//So yeah, that's it I guess. And yeah, I really do suck in writing :))
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
17-day PSHS 4th Year Challenge
Tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-tenen-tenen. Tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-tenen-tenen. Ten. Tenenen-----
*Siren noises*
Tun tunun tunun. *Screech*
Wild Blog Post appeared!
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But Blog Post somehow used Mean Look to keep Darren in play.
Darren had no choice but to use Struggle and try to finish Blog Post off one by one.
*End Cut Scene*
*Siren noises*
Tun tunun tunun. *Screech*
Wild Blog Post appeared!
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What is the Pisay Graduation Challenge?
It’s simply a countdown quiz for the graduating seniors of Philippine Science High School. It was created by Jelor Gallego of PSHS-Main Campus. Originally, it runs for 16 days and ends exactly on graduation. However, I’ll be adding some categories to it so that it reaches until PSHS-Main’s graduation ball.
What is talked about?
Each day, there’ll be a specific topic that’ll be talked about, which will slowly lead to the day of graduation & graduation ball. Here is the edited version below (along with the preferred start dates).
(03.15) 1-1st year section
(03.16) 2-2nd year section
(03.17) 3-3rd year section
(03.18) 4-4th year section
(03.19) 5-friends
(03.20) 6-Imba teacher
(03.21) 7-imba adviser
(03.22) 8-favorite science subject
(03.23) 9-favorite section
(03.24) 10-prom
(03.25) 11-University entrance exam & career choices
(03.26) 12-kalokohan in pisay
(03.27) 13-memories in general
(03.28) 14-Entering Pisay
(03.29) 15-graduation
(03.30) 16-upcoming university life
(03.31) 17-grad ball
(03.16) 2-2nd year section
(03.17) 3-3rd year section
(03.18) 4-4th year section
(03.19) 5-friends
(03.20) 6-Imba teacher
(03.21) 7-imba adviser
(03.22) 8-favorite science subject
(03.23) 9-favorite section
(03.24) 10-prom
(03.25) 11-University entrance exam & career choices
(03.26) 12-kalokohan in pisay
(03.27) 13-memories in general
(03.28) 14-Entering Pisay
(03.29) 15-graduation
(03.30) 16-upcoming university life
(03.31) 17-grad ball
*/
Darren sent out- ! Huh? What's this? Darren had no Pokémon to use. Darren blacked out!But Blog Post somehow used Mean Look to keep Darren in play.
Darren had no choice but to use Struggle and try to finish Blog Post off one by one.
*End Cut Scene*
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
For What Its Worth
It's not like people will be reading this anyway, so here goes nothing.
Three strikes and you're out. A simple rule implemented in baseball; if you can't hit the ball in three tries, then you're out. But it could also be a metaphor in real life; three strikes might be all it takes for something drastic to change.
And watch out, you're already at strike two for me. And nowhere are you near good.
Sometime last year, there had been an arranged examination to those who are interested in joining our school's Economics team. I took it, so did some of my friends. But you weren't there, like it made a difference. I don't know why I took it in the first place; there's just something that draws me to the subject. I was by then slightly confident that I know some stuff, but after the test, that had been reduced to a pulp.
The next day, I saw you studying Econ for some reason with one of my best friends, who also happened to take the exam. You said it was for homework and knowing your teacher who gives you definition homeworks, I thought nothing else of it. So I went over and helped you with some of it, just cause.
The week after, the people who got in were notified, and I was disappointed that I wasn't part of it. But it maybe for a reason that I didn't get in so the grudge wasn't that big. Then I find out that you got in. Apparently you took the test a day late, after we thought you your 'homework'. I got really pissed because of it, because I know (and a LOT of people can attest to it) that there are plenty of other people who took it deserves it much more than you do, the people who taught you, that other guy who told you that it was a glossary test that got you reading terms and definitions, that guy who sat next to me and took the test for the laughs, and the list goes on and on. And for that, I salute with my middle finger. Strike one, asshole.
Weeks pass and I haven't heard much from you, which was great. Except during our Computer Science classes when you ask "Sir, what does this snippet do?" (Run it, retard), "Sir, what does this loop do again?" (How in the world did you survive three quarters without knowing?), "Sir, how do you use a loop?" (Why are you here again?). It was annoying to no end. Even the lesser students can code much better than you. Even those who took up Web Development instead can code better than you. Ever since last year in Robotics, you were of almost no help, everyone disliked working with you. And that's the gospel truth.
Just the other day, I received news of the candidates for the Best in ComSci Award. And it disappointed me to no end that I wasn't one of them. It was the only subject which I actually had a chance in. It was the only subject where I excelled in greatly. It was my passion. It was what I loved to do. Call me a nerd or whatever, I don't care. I actually code and program during my free time and during when I'm stressed. I'd easily give up another subject to be able to work on my codes and stuff.
It wouldn't be that bad if you weren't there. But you fucking were. And it just made me loathe you more. You who actually knows almost nothing in the subject; You, who took credit for other people's work; You, who annoys everyone to no end, you took the only thing I was looking forward to in the grandest stage at the end. You took my only actual chance of winning an award for the subject I loved the most.
Everyone knows other people deserve your spot in the candidacy. Everyone knows that you shouldn't be there.
Strike two.
Don't you dare get a third one on me. Even now I already want to make your life a living hell. Stay out of my way, forever, and you'll be fine. Or not.
Go fuck yourself.
Three strikes and you're out. A simple rule implemented in baseball; if you can't hit the ball in three tries, then you're out. But it could also be a metaphor in real life; three strikes might be all it takes for something drastic to change.
And watch out, you're already at strike two for me. And nowhere are you near good.
Sometime last year, there had been an arranged examination to those who are interested in joining our school's Economics team. I took it, so did some of my friends. But you weren't there, like it made a difference. I don't know why I took it in the first place; there's just something that draws me to the subject. I was by then slightly confident that I know some stuff, but after the test, that had been reduced to a pulp.
The next day, I saw you studying Econ for some reason with one of my best friends, who also happened to take the exam. You said it was for homework and knowing your teacher who gives you definition homeworks, I thought nothing else of it. So I went over and helped you with some of it, just cause.
The week after, the people who got in were notified, and I was disappointed that I wasn't part of it. But it maybe for a reason that I didn't get in so the grudge wasn't that big. Then I find out that you got in. Apparently you took the test a day late, after we thought you your 'homework'. I got really pissed because of it, because I know (and a LOT of people can attest to it) that there are plenty of other people who took it deserves it much more than you do, the people who taught you, that other guy who told you that it was a glossary test that got you reading terms and definitions, that guy who sat next to me and took the test for the laughs, and the list goes on and on. And for that, I salute with my middle finger. Strike one, asshole.
Weeks pass and I haven't heard much from you, which was great. Except during our Computer Science classes when you ask "Sir, what does this snippet do?" (Run it, retard), "Sir, what does this loop do again?" (How in the world did you survive three quarters without knowing?), "Sir, how do you use a loop?" (Why are you here again?). It was annoying to no end. Even the lesser students can code much better than you. Even those who took up Web Development instead can code better than you. Ever since last year in Robotics, you were of almost no help, everyone disliked working with you. And that's the gospel truth.
Just the other day, I received news of the candidates for the Best in ComSci Award. And it disappointed me to no end that I wasn't one of them. It was the only subject which I actually had a chance in. It was the only subject where I excelled in greatly. It was my passion. It was what I loved to do. Call me a nerd or whatever, I don't care. I actually code and program during my free time and during when I'm stressed. I'd easily give up another subject to be able to work on my codes and stuff.
It wouldn't be that bad if you weren't there. But you fucking were. And it just made me loathe you more. You who actually knows almost nothing in the subject; You, who took credit for other people's work; You, who annoys everyone to no end, you took the only thing I was looking forward to in the grandest stage at the end. You took my only actual chance of winning an award for the subject I loved the most.
Everyone knows other people deserve your spot in the candidacy. Everyone knows that you shouldn't be there.
Strike two.
Don't you dare get a third one on me. Even now I already want to make your life a living hell. Stay out of my way, forever, and you'll be fine. Or not.
Go fuck yourself.
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