Settembre Diciannove, 2:50 PM

I am so annoyed with Kerwyn. I thought he’s one of my friends. I thought he’s nice. It turned out that he’s not.

Well, yesterday, I almost ran late in my first period again. I just got there in time and crammed up to review for the last minute before our quiz. You have no idea ow difficult a quiz is if you never heard of the things written there. Anyway, I’m happy, because even though I was absent last meeting, still managed to answer some numbers correct. When we checked the papers, my score was just as low as Kerwyn’s, who was present in the day of discussion.

I went to the next period right away to avoid being late. I saw Kerwyn and said hi to him but he didn’t say hi back. I told him that he’s getting so snobbish but he just ignored me. Maybe he doesn’t likes me anymore as a friend because he learned that I’m poor and been brought up in a poor family. That’s alright. Who cares if I’m poor? It’s better than to pretend that you’re rich. Well, that’s not my problem anymore, if he doesn’t want poor friends. I went online and replied on Simple Elegance’s mail because I realized that it was very early to go to class. Aw, very sweet. When I arrived at our room, I saw Kerwyn’s group heavily dressed in a corporate attire. That means, it’s their turn to report. Well, they sucked. Miguel was saying nasty comments about Kerwyn, which you can consider backstabbing. After all, it’s not just me that Miguel backstabs, it’s all of us. Anyway, I don’t care anymore what they think or say. It’s me who knows myself well.

I attended on the fourth period. It was boring as ever. We had a quiz. I got a low score. It’s just because I’m not in the mood to take the quiz. I really feel bad about Kerwyn. And Miguel. And Tom too. Mark Norella spilled it up one time that they’re talking behind my back. You know, bad stuff and all. For God’s sake! I didn’t even do anything to them. I don’t like them at all, but I don’t go around spreading rumors about them and I just keep my antipathy towards them into myself. I never told anyone. Maybe they thinks that I’m just so weird because I don’t talk at all. Oh, they won’t really like it when I talk, because I will tell everything I wanna say.

I got out of the room as soon as I can because I don’t feel like staying there anymore. I hate them. Even Lizzie is now different. I don’t know what I did and why is everyone treating me like, as if I don’t exist, or I’m the batch weirdo. I just hate it. What’s wrong with being weird? Weirdness isn’s contagious, as far as I know.

I went all alone to room 211. Everyone was there, even Lendyl. I’m sure, these guys don’t think that I’m a freak, because they know how it felt to be shunned (they’re different, because they’re all tall, for about 6 feet and above, I guess). Anyway, Lee was there and he asked me to sit down with him. After all, the day wasn’t a total loss because someone like him wants me as company. Lendyl’s friends circled around me, hoping that they could sneak answers from me. Did I mentioned that we had a quiz?

Well, I told them that I was absent last time, and the two of them transferred seat to get answers from Hannah. I think I did okay in the quiz.

I have no intention of missing my bowling class but I could resist the temptation of going home. Well, I went home so early than usual and I just relaxed in our house to make up for that tough day. I think I read Harry Potter 6 and dozed off. I cooked food and went to Benedict’s house.

I went home and cleaned a bit. Mom came home. She told me right away that my cousin’s fiance, Yeye was dead. I was shocked, because when I last saw him, he was very healthy. The sad part is, that guy had my cousin one month pregnant and he has a wife and three kids, but never told my cousin’s family. I don’t care. I have my own problems to worry.

We just finished dinner when Charles, Den and China showed up. They said they’re bored and nothing to do so they paid visit. I know, they just wanted to use my internet connection. I let them anyway, since they’re nice to me, and doesn’t despises me even they already know that I came from a poor family.

They left and I went to sleep. My Uncle Ricky arrived and started smoking in the kitchen, which annoyed me and my Mom. I told my mother to confront him, because he doesn’t respect our right to stay healthy, and this is our house anyway.

I woke up around 4:40 in the morning and prepared for school. I just ate Pan De Sal for today’s breakfast and headed off to school. I arrived minutes late, but my teacher doesn’t mind at all.

We had a discussion in Ecology class and I was bored to death. Good thing, I brought the HP 6 and I read it while my fat-assed teacher was discussing, again, recycling tips. I finished it off, when the bell rang. I’m glad to get out of that class. I went with Lane to LR1, to check if the teacher is there, if not, we could go home early. We checked and Mr. Roger wasn’t there so we went to the bathroom to pee and we bought donuts. We finished off the donuts before entering the library to return the HP6.

We saw our groupmate on our way out of the school. He gave us our copies of questionaires for survey. We dropped off to 7-11 to buy our snacks and jumped in the bus. We strolled the mall near us for an hour before we paid our electric bill. The line wasn’t that long, so it just took us 15 minutes. Then, we went home.

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