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.

Ang saya ng Blue Christmas XD

hmmm...

wla lng...

sobrang nkakapagod ung blue christmas nmin knina...

6am ung assembly namin sa school...

so 5o'clock gising na ko...

tpos diretso dun sa meeting place...

di pa ko kumakain ng breakfast...

sobrang kumakalam na sikmura ko kasi nakalimutan ko ding kumain ng
dinner kagabi...

haayy... katangahan complex...

so aun...

nagapakamatay na lang ako sa gutom hanggang sa maisipan kong
magbreakfast...

tpos sobrang busy kami buong araw...

nag-aassist ng mga faci...

halos 6pm na ntapos un event eh...

hanepz, halos 12hrs din...

haaayy... buti na lang successful nmn ung event...

pero nag-enjoy nman kming lahat...

naglaro kasi kami sa inflatable slides pakatapos...

hehehe!! XD XD

actually para un sa kids pero humirit na lng kmi...

lmao...

nyweiz, gottta go...

magsisimbang gabi pa ko eh...

(banal, no? lol..)

'geh po...

ja matta ne..

^_~

"Hold On"
~Michiyo Nakamura

I close my eyes
and let myself drown
in this whirlpool of regret
reaching out for every bit of hope i can grasp ---
hoping that someone would take my hand
and save me from this hell i myself created

but now i realize
'tis a place where the sun doesn't shine
and now i'm drowning here
in this sea of lie and pretence
waiting for someone to take my hand ---

and as i slip away
from every bit of sanity
that is left in me
the bittersweet pain of reality hit me hard:
that no matter how hard i try to escape,
there simply is no way out

and finally darkness held me in a cold embrace
all those years of waiting has come to an end
but only one thing is for certain:
i did not let go ---
they just forgot to hold on.

When a Warrior Hunts for an Eagle

"Don't cry. Tears waste salt. You need salt to survive."

Seconds ticked as the game drew to an end. The crowd can't sit still as the ball went soaring in the air - only to miss the hoop by a mere few millimeters. The crowd went wild. Half of them were cheering, half of them not. The mighty Blue Eagles lost to the Raging Red Warriors.

But then again, as I was watched the Eagles play in the game, I can't help but admire their determination to win down to the last second. Unfortunately though, it didn't go well for them (blame it all to the warriors... haha... just kidding!).

After a few minutes of battling with my mind, I realized one thing: it's not all about winning. We lost. So what? They won. Again, so what? Who cares? I don't.

Okay, so I do care. The name of our school is on the line, but then again, it doesn't really matter. As long as they gave their best, it's the greatest thing they could've done for the school. Besides, they were the ones playing. We were mere spectators. We don't even have the right to complain. So why sulk? Only losers sulk, and we're certainly not losers. We lost the fight but we certainly won the battle. It's good enough to keep us going. :)

Win or lose, it's the school we choose.

when a warrior hunts for an eagle,
he always leaves it wounded.
left across a pile of dirt
lying in the middle of the thick forest
struggling for every bit of life it can grasp
but as time heals the wound bestowed upon it,
it grows stronger than before.
and it'll rise once again
to claim its rightful place
way above the mountains
and as it soars mightily up in the sky,
it greets the world with a battle cry -
the warrior will be left hiding in its shadow;
waiting for another chance
to wound this mighty creature -
only to realize it has flewn up
too high for him to reach.

Wittle Fweax Oath

We are Wittle Fweax;
insanity is our cause -
You might think we're quite crazy,
but really it's your loss.
'cause when things get tough and hazy,
We're really a lazy bunch;
But when it comes to H and yaoi stuffs,
We give some helluva punch.

We're proud to be this twisted,
Our weirdness has no end -
And though we merely aim to please,
Our boister may offend.
But mostly we're oblivious;
We're moronic to a creed -
That bound by laws of anime,
Guilty is our plead!
'coz anime is our life;
We burn for it's thrill.
That no matter what, no matter where,
~ANIME ROX ya'll~
That's the only sane thing we feel.


by t-chan


Wittle Fweax members

t-chan
dun-chan
d'rin
karin
kaochi
kaori
yuu-chan