Sunday, September 25, 2005

I Won!!!

I won!!! nyahaha...

I know that it's not decent at all to brag (I'm not actually bragging..) but still it's cool to win something.

Yay!

God is sooo god because He compensated for the hellishness of my week.

First, I got booted out of the Parliamentary Procedure contest (nyeaah..some hot stuff!) which could have been okay if the reason were my two absences during sessions and that one time when Cong. Padilla came to evaluate, BUT Carlo asked Ms. A why and she actually said that I was "too articulate"..

Gawd! What do you mean by "too articulate"? How can a person become "too articulate". What crap is that???!!!

I mean, it could have been better if they just said they wanted my ass out of there because I was too lazy or I wasn't good enough. I really sucks when people try to sugarcoat things but they don't do any good at all.

There.

Next, I had this skirmish with my Physics teacher and the Sci Dept. Head.

Cool.

I do not wish to go over the details, but I would gladly share if you'll ask me.

By the way, bon voyage Physics teacher!

So, the essay contest was held on the International Day of Peace and it wasn't exactly peaceful. It was just about the crappiest and most disorganized event I ever attended. The memo said it's gonna be from 8:30 am up to 5:30 pm.

That was enough for me.

But to their overwhelming organizing powers the "program" dragged on to about 8 pm. That sucked!!!! Good thing Damien was there and we just chatted for hours, but we were sitting on bleachers and I got a really nasty back ache by 6 pm.

I was already feeling pretty catty and ready to spread some violence in the International Day of Peace. I knew the Queen M already left me, so I had to make a phone call to get someone to fetch me.

Battery empty.

Damn.

So off we(Damien and I) went to the nearest friendly sari-sari store to find a pay phone. Desperate enough I offered 30 bucks a minute to call my mom's cellphone.

The biatch tindera said, "Hindi pwede! Hindi openline yan!". (Exclamation points necessary..)

Me: "Um, long distance po, pwede? Kayo bahala mag-charge per minute. Emergency lang miss"

Biatch: "HINDI NGA OPENLINE!!!!!! (ROOAAARRR!!!)"

She really snapped at me.

Me: "Miss sana you can talk to me nicely."

Biatch: "Eh kasi naman blah-blah!!!"

That was the last straw. I did my famous "nigger-talk" with matching snappy fingers and accent.

Me: "Don't you go all sassy with me missy! I am a customer and I am pissed off!"

Damien: Tama na. Umalis na tayo dito.


I am so evil.

Poor biatch with the tattooed eyebrows.

C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 2:46 PM

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