I will break down names of people into other words, but the pronunciation and sound will still be the same as before. Trust me.
Denise Santillan = Den Niece Sun Till Yawn
Arianna Martinez = Are Yeah Nah More Teen Nest
Patti Dela Concepcion = Pat Tea Dell A Conception
Monica Canta = (this one's kinda hard. sorry Bodika)
And the list will go on and on and on until I'll realize that this isn't a talent, but an implication that I should, therefore, stop playing around with words.
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REPORT CARD
Yeah well I got mine today. I'm lucky enough that my mom's on the pinnacle of her superlatively critical pregnancy. If she otherwise came with me and see the cream of that crop I've been taking care of for the first quarter, she could've given birth to baby Achilles right there and then, for Christ's sake. That would be so cool and disgusting at the same time.
I did well, according to some people I've hesitantly shared with my average. I dunno, really. Of course, there would be always these thoughts that only depict the same thing no matter how stupid they truly get: EXPECTATIONS. I expected higher grades, because much effort was exerted by yours truly. I'm clueless of why my grades isn't where I expected them to be, you know..sort of up there.
I know I can only blame two things for this undoubtedly unexpected outcome: Unequal outlooks and God's Will. The latter part is truly a constant. I mean, we put His Will to blame for even the smallest of things. But whatever. It's like we have a lot of concrete and universal things to blame anyway.
UNEQUAL OUTLOOK. Now that's a new one.
If you're still scratching your head because of this, then let me thoroughly explain it to you, imaginary reader.
I don't give importance to some subjects mainly because I don't think they are, indeed, important. And by some subjects, I'm pointing out those subjects that are not concerned with any mathematical shits. Take my Filipino subject as an example. I don't really give a damn about it, really.(But only God knows why I finished El Filibusterismo a month ahead of everyone)
I'm not bragging or anything, but my forte is really m-a-t-h MATH. I loooove math. Math excites my hormones more than pornography itself does. Math erases my daily anguishes. Math gives me that adrenalin rush even the wildest and deadliest roller coaster can't really give. Call me crazy or whatever, but you can't separate mathematics per se and moi in whatever friggin way you can think of.
But, yeah. I have to stop gushing on Advanced Algebra. I just have to. If this love for math goes on and on and on for my whole senior year, then I wouldn't be even half-surprised if I would keep getting low scores on those subjects I expertise in. YES. It's the other way around. The more I dwell on a subject I give much importance, the lower score I would always get. WTF. Now that's a total indirect relationship for ya.
So Lorainne, say an early goodbye to UP-Diliman. The chances of you getting in there is like the chances of our country to surpass its economic dilemmas and replace United States of America as ze ultimet world power. It's either the blue eagle, the green archer, the growling tiger, or the cardinal for now. UNLIKELY. Really.
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Dear Monica Canta,
If ever you would pass UP(which is the university of my..take note..MY dreams)....
I'll cry. No, really. I will. I can't believe I have a smart-ass friend who's not that much of interested to go to UP like I am, and who has this 300 percent chance of passing the UPCAT, and who will have the highest UPG ever. It will hurt my deepest gut if you'll bag that INTARMED program.
But moreover, I will be so happy because my friend who's always willing to carry my mundane burdens will go to the final step of education in our lives in a university where she truly belongs. UP's your kismet, Monica. Be thankful for your not-so normal intellectual capability. I mean, I myself is very much thankful that I have the smartest and whimsiest 'best' friend in the whole wide world. I will never ever ever ever survive the perks of the high school life we are going through for the very last time in our lives without you.
If you get into UP, just go. I'm just kidding about that neglecting part. I'll never ever neglect someone like you.
BUT F*CK YOU IF YOU REALLY GET INTO UP.
Love,
Lorainne.
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Anything Goes.
I just wanna say hi to Denise Santillan, who told me that she's truly an avid reader of this trash bin. Well, ugh. Thanks, I guess.
Hello to Arianna Martinez. I hope that you become the model that you're dreaming to be. I also hope that you know Ilong Ranger , because you two have some nosy similarities. No kidding.
Yeah well I got mine today. I'm lucky enough that my mom's on the pinnacle of her superlatively critical pregnancy. If she otherwise came with me and see the cream of that crop I've been taking care of for the first quarter, she could've given birth to baby Achilles right there and then, for Christ's sake. That would be so cool and disgusting at the same time.
I did well, according to some people I've hesitantly shared with my average. I dunno, really. Of course, there would be always these thoughts that only depict the same thing no matter how stupid they truly get: EXPECTATIONS. I expected higher grades, because much effort was exerted by yours truly. I'm clueless of why my grades isn't where I expected them to be, you know..sort of up there.
I know I can only blame two things for this undoubtedly unexpected outcome: Unequal outlooks and God's Will. The latter part is truly a constant. I mean, we put His Will to blame for even the smallest of things. But whatever. It's like we have a lot of concrete and universal things to blame anyway.
UNEQUAL OUTLOOK. Now that's a new one.
If you're still scratching your head because of this, then let me thoroughly explain it to you, imaginary reader.
I don't give importance to some subjects mainly because I don't think they are, indeed, important. And by some subjects, I'm pointing out those subjects that are not concerned with any mathematical shits. Take my Filipino subject as an example. I don't really give a damn about it, really.(But only God knows why I finished El Filibusterismo a month ahead of everyone)
I'm not bragging or anything, but my forte is really m-a-t-h MATH. I loooove math. Math excites my hormones more than pornography itself does. Math erases my daily anguishes. Math gives me that adrenalin rush even the wildest and deadliest roller coaster can't really give. Call me crazy or whatever, but you can't separate mathematics per se and moi in whatever friggin way you can think of.
But, yeah. I have to stop gushing on Advanced Algebra. I just have to. If this love for math goes on and on and on for my whole senior year, then I wouldn't be even half-surprised if I would keep getting low scores on those subjects I expertise in. YES. It's the other way around. The more I dwell on a subject I give much importance, the lower score I would always get. WTF. Now that's a total indirect relationship for ya.
So Lorainne, say an early goodbye to UP-Diliman. The chances of you getting in there is like the chances of our country to surpass its economic dilemmas and replace United States of America as ze ultimet world power. It's either the blue eagle, the green archer, the growling tiger, or the cardinal for now. UNLIKELY. Really.
----------------------------
Dear Monica Canta,
If ever you would pass UP(which is the university of my..take note..MY dreams)....
I'll cry. No, really. I will. I can't believe I have a smart-ass friend who's not that much of interested to go to UP like I am, and who has this 300 percent chance of passing the UPCAT, and who will have the highest UPG ever. It will hurt my deepest gut if you'll bag that INTARMED program.
But moreover, I will be so happy because my friend who's always willing to carry my mundane burdens will go to the final step of education in our lives in a university where she truly belongs. UP's your kismet, Monica. Be thankful for your not-so normal intellectual capability. I mean, I myself is very much thankful that I have the smartest and whimsiest 'best' friend in the whole wide world. I will never ever ever ever survive the perks of the high school life we are going through for the very last time in our lives without you.
If you get into UP, just go. I'm just kidding about that neglecting part. I'll never ever neglect someone like you.
BUT F*CK YOU IF YOU REALLY GET INTO UP.
Love,
Lorainne.
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Anything Goes.
I just wanna say hi to Denise Santillan, who told me that she's truly an avid reader of this trash bin. Well, ugh. Thanks, I guess.
Hello to Arianna Martinez. I hope that you become the model that you're dreaming to be. I also hope that you know Ilong Ranger , because you two have some nosy similarities. No kidding.
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