It's not everyday you get to meet a psychotic teacher

Fuck. What the hell?! who, in their right minds, would suddenly accuse a group of innocent people to be a bunch of liars? Well, I’ll be damned. Only she can do that.

It’s not everyday that you get to meet a psychotic teacher. I can only thank the gods for keeping my sanity intact all these time. I could’ve strangled her right then and there. Arrrgghh… c’mon, anyone who had the bad luck of knowing her won’t even dare disagree with me. Well, not unless they wanted to die from the hands of all those people who wanted so much to get rid of her.

-sigh- if only it’s that easy to just blatantly scream to her face that she’s f****** insane. But damn, my grade is at stake here. Unless I want to fail her subject that badly and die of embarrassment afterwards, I have no choice but to risk my sanity and put up with all her madness. Oh, merciful gods from above, what have I done to deserve such cruelty? I haven’t even plotted murder [yet] against my previous lab teacher no matter how incredibly annoying he (she..?) is.

I dare you to say that my reasons are not justifiable. I’ll state them out clearly for you, if you want. It was only when I met her that I really understood the meaning of ‘looks can be deceiving’. Hah! Deceiving, my a**! I was stupid enough to believe she had any bit of goodness in her. Okay, I’ll give her 1% of goodness for giving me partial points – wait, make that partial point (without the 'S') - in my last long exam. Like that would help. Duh.

I wouldn’t have been so scared to recite in her class if it weren’t for the gut feeling that i'd get that she has this ability to eat me, if not the whole class, alive. Okay... that's just sick... eurgh... but still, my statement still stands. She's just too easy to hate. Besides, what kind of teacher would tell her students that they should already know whatever it is that they were asking her about. Uhhmm... hello? Earth to you, i'm-not-saying-your-name-coz-it's-taboo. That's why we asked, isn't it? Coz we don't f****** understand what the hell it is that you're talking about. Oh, for goodness sake! You're a teacher! And teachers are supposed to TEACH, not make students feel that they can't get any more stupid than they feel they already are. And she's the only teacher i know who takes her anger out on her students' grades (well, aside from my physics teacher back in HS, that is).

As much as i wanted to elaborate on her being such an a**, i'm afraid i might go to hell if i do so. Ahh, i pity the fool who fell in love with her. Ooops... my tongue, i mean hand, slipped. Forget i ever said that. XD

And now, i can only pray for some sort of divine intervention to save us, if not me, from this cruel madness . If that won't work, i doubt anything else will.

Well, i guess i better stop ranting. Someone might sue me for doing so. But i think being in prison is better than having her for a teacher. Lol. Juz kidding. XD XD i just hope she doesn't read this. -deadpan- but if, by any chance, she does, it's either she kills me, or i kill myself in shame beforehand... oh well, at least one got rid of the other. -shrug- anyway, i really ought to end this post. I'm still too young to die. I still need to live to start a hate campaign against her. -evil laugh-

well, i'm off. Later, guys.

Ja mata ashita. ^_~

Blinding Ignorance

I guess I was just to blind to see
that you were always right beside me
but now that you're gone,
I'm not really sure
if all of that was real,
or just a mere game of illusion

you stood with me like a shadow
and I thought you'd never leave
but when darkness came and embraced me,
you were nowhere to be seen

you were always there to guide me -
a blinding light so I won't stray
but I can't seem to understand
why you chose to leave me behind
when night came and held me a prisoner

you don't have to stay if you don't want to
so stop pretending that you care
because in this cold, dark place I am drowning in
I am left to drift alone in my misery

the low beating of drums calls out to me from afar
but I'm too tired to open my eyes
because it's either I find no one out there,
or i'll just fail to see them

Worthless things I just have to ponder on...

Sigh.

I don't know what I'm supposed to feel right now... that effing math midterms drained me - mentally and emotionally.

I'm not happy.

Nor depressed.

Nor fustrated.

I just feel... empty.

No, not really empty. It's more like empty in an I-don't-feel-anything-else kind of empty.

Okay, that confused me.

Who cares?

I'm not even in the mood to rant. Or ramble, at the very least.

This is so not me.

Honestly, this is starting to scare me. Recently, I always find myself staring in space for no reason at all. Not normal, I know. But what is normal?

Nothing is.

I feel so restless.

Maybe I'm dying.

Or not. =.=

Sigh.

And now, in the middle of a silent night, shattered by the loud yet surprisingly comforting music I never understood, I'm left to ponder about things that are not even worth pondering on...

things such as life...

and death...

things that are so abstract... yet so real...

things that can't exist without the other...

things that are defined yet left unexplained...

ah, the irony of things...

it never ceases to amaze me.

which leads me back to thinking how ironic life can really be...

when all you see is the treasure box and not the gold within...

I pity the fool who found this box...

but never had the key to open it...

that's when the bittersweet truth hits you hard...

when you thought you had everything,

when in fact you have nothing...

ah, life.

words can never be enough to explain it.

pull me out of this trance I was slowly sucked into
wake me up from this dream I was never meant to be in
offer some light to this world enveloped by darkness

on second thought...

coldness can be a good company.

it numbs you of the pain you never wanted to feel.

it turns you into a block of ice, incapable of feeling anything.

it makes you... indifferent.

and now you tell me,
cause I can never tell;
if it's better to feel false emotions,
or to stop feeling at all.