taking the easy way out.

I think I can surely say that majority of people takes the easiest way out of something. It can be from a simple household chores-- mopping the floor without brooming it so it will be faster, doing math homework-- using expensive and "state-of-the-art" caluculators to solve math problems, text message break up-- don't want to face your boyfriend/girlfriend, looking for love-- now that we have world wide web it's much easier to look for love, TO getting out of troubles-- there will always an easier way.

Sure there is always an easy way out, but what do we learn from it? Do WE learn anything from it? Of course. But not as much we learn from taking the road that is far less traveled. All of what I have said earlier, there are CONS right? Mopping, after you mop without brooming when it dries the dust will be there. Relying so much to a calculator doing your homework, in the day of the test would you know what will you have to do? Text messege break up, was there a real and clean closure? Looking for love using internet websites, isn't more comfortable and secure meeting someone personally than talking to a box[computer]?

The other day, I took the elevator to my class because I didn't want to use the stairs up to third floor. "No way in hell" I said. I was the only one in the elevator. Since I was busy texting, I didn't realize that the elevator hasn't moved. After 3-4 minutes, that's when I realized that I might be stuck. HOW EMBARRASSING! I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if I should call for help or anything. Thinking too much, I didn't have enought time to crawl in ball of mass hysteria. But after good death-defying three minutes.........

I realized SOMETHING. I didn't pushed the button to third floor. That sight gaved me a relief and I felt how stupid I can be. REALLY STUPID. I took the easy way out. Thank goodness I wasn't really stuck. But what if I did for real? Did taking the easy way out helped? Certainly not.

college life: part two.

Cherie knew what she had to do, and that is to not to talk to him-- my stalker. And so we did, the whole freaking class time. We're mean like that. Frankly, he look lost at our table. He just didn't fit with us. Before class' dismissal, Mrs.____ assigned us homework. For the first day of school. ALREADY! She wants us to present next class meeting to introduce ourselves. Now I totally hate her.

So the class ends....
I swear, when I saw that clock's hands set on 10:50AM. I heard "hallelujia" on the background.
AMEN!

"Did you see what he was wearin`?" Cherie asked.
"Who? Him?" I replied softly.
"Uhm yeah." She said in a "duuuh" tone.
"Let's not make our world revolve around him. We don't know him." I suggested.
Like that, we just dropped the topic.

It's too bad we don't have next class together. She have a class at 11:15AM and my next class wont start until 1:15PM. BUMMER. We sat togther for like ten minutes watching people passed by and of course, we talk about them. After that fun ten minutes, we parted ways.

Since it was only around 11:00AM, I have nothing to do. I decided to go to the bookstore to get my books, office to update my ID, and library to look for something that can help me with my presentation. The dreadful two hours passed by so slow I thought of going home but I'm definitly will be late for my math, so I didn't.

I had the same teacher and classroom like last quarter. So I knew what's to expect in the class. It was a two dreadful hours. IT WAS SUICIDE for your brain, SERIOUSLY! After one hour of the syllabus reading, we had a ten minutes break. THANK GOD. I quickly went to the bathroom racing the other students so I get to use the NICE CLEAN stall. After I washed and sanitized my hand, I grabbed my phone and adrenaline rushes through my body as I think about calling my BFFFE. One ring. Two ring. Then she answered.

"Hello! ABBY! Miss you betch!"I suprised her with my oh-so-jolly-voice.
"Oh what do you want?" She replied that brought my vibes down.
Not thinking about her attitude, I happly told her that I'm surrounded by handsome and beautiful people. She was my saviour. I needed that ten minutes break to talk to her. I LOVE HER. She makes my life oh so better by ten million gajillion katrillion (Is there such things?) times! When my break ends, I head back to class with a smile and grin in my face.

When class ends, I hurried to the bus stop, which was leg cramping walk! The bus ride was almost two hours. Again, I felt pity to myself cause my parents won't let me drive to school yet. I do have my license anyway. As is walking from the bus stop to our house, the sight of our door gave me relief. THANK GOODNESS.

"I'm home. I'm going to sleep. Good night!" I yelled.
I went upstairs to my room and locked the door.
I turned off my phone just in case they call.

Before I went to a deep slumber, I thought about what happened that day.
It put a smile. It wasn't a bad day after all.

college life: part one.

"Earth to Geomarc. Earth to Geomarc. You there?"
Cherie joked while shaking me violently I thought my brain was going to come out of my ears. I unwillingly lifted my head up and parted ways with my sweet sweet erotic dream (Don't ask). Once I came to my senses, I looked around the classroom. Everything's the same except every eyes are locked on my still half-asleep face. Even the teacher's. I felt blood rushes through my face and I blushed (It's wasn't too obvious though since I'm dark). After that, I felt nervous and naseous, BUT definitly naseous. I can't believe I slept on the first day of school! It was heinous! The teacher asked me if I'm okay. And with all my courage and sanity left on me, I chocked on my reply but manage to say it loud and clear.


"I'm okay. Everything's fine." I said.
"Okay then....." The teacher obnoxiously said with an annoying smirk on her face.
She went back to lecturing with more than ever louder voice. ANNOYING!

This is college. You go to school and the teachers lecture you for two dreadful long hours. EVERYDAY. The only fun parts about college are seeing your friends, getting your weekly allowances, and the best-- gossiping and prattling about teachers (Which happens to be my friends and I's specialties).

I faced Cherie and I gestured to look at Mrs.____. She knew what I meant. And so begins the ridiculing.

"DOUBLE-YOU-TEE-EFF is she wearing? Isn't she way too old for that kind of make up?...." She said in a very disgusted manner. I giggled. That was funny especially the expression she made with her face. I heard a couple of students giggled behind us as well. I scrutinized carefully the skinny white teacher while she babble about something, making sure I wasn't too obvious. I moved my head nearer to Cherie so she could hear me with my whispering voice.

"It's either the circus performers threw up on her OOOR she got her outfit at a circus convention." I whispered making sure we're the only ones could hear me. But BIG ASS mouth Cherie laughed so hard that Mrs.____ looked at us. AGAIN.

"Is there something you would like to share Ms........" She paused and looked at her sitting arrangement skit. "Ms. Cherie?"
"No Mrs.____." Cherie managed to say.

After that it was a pretty slow class. Me and Cherie just texted the whole time and goofed off. Then the unthinkable happened. There he is, one of my classmate from my english class last quarter. I never liked him. Most of the times I'd caught him looking at me. I say he's a stalker. Cherie knew about him. He's late, like always. Since I and Cherie are the only ones in our group table, Mrs.___ decided to put him in our group. EVEN GREATER.

text me

WOW. I haven't blog in like FOREVER.
I miss blogging. I miss reading other people's blogs. I miss my reader[s.]
I'm still catching up on my school works and it has not been easy job for me.
I had to take 3 test without reviews and no help fromthe teachers since I had a substitutes when I took the test.
I'm proud to say, I did better than I expected.
But still, I still have a lot ot catching up to do. But before all that, I need to blog
so my reader[s] would know that I AM STILL ALIVE and WELL.


So for all those days I didn't blog, things happened.
But I don't think I want to share everything, it's way to vulgar and I call some privacy.
But I SHALL leave you some juicy story, from trully yours, MOI.
Shall we start?


"Hey! I haven't text for the couple of months. Something came up and my family needed to save money, so we cut our cellphone lines. This is Laurice and this is my new number btw."
I was in total shocked when I recieved this text messege from one of my old friend back in high school. I haven't heard from her and I never actually considered us as friends. This friend is more like i-will-text-you-but-let-us-not-talk-in-public type of friend, in other words, we're just "online" friends. I guess things change when someone goes away. I didn't know what to do, because it had been a while and I'm not sure if I really wants to reply. But why not? Right?
"Hello. Yah it has been a while. What's up with you?I bet you miss me!"
I bet you miss me?! WTF? I wanted to erase that part, but too late...


"Well I'm back in town, and I think I'll be staying for good. I so wants to hangout with you! Can you drive now? And hell yeah I miss you!"
Now this friend wants to hang out and misses me? Is she trippin`?! Niggah please, who are you kiddin`? And more is, what did you eat?! I don't recall that she left the town. Did her family fled or hid from something...someone? There was so many questions ran through my mind. I didn't know what to say, feel, and how to react. Should I be happy or scared?
"I didn't know you left the town? I can't drive yet. haha. I think I'm the only college student who doesn't have a license. I'm lame. I'm glad that you miss me. You better! LOL. I can't really hangout right now, I have a lot of school works. Sorry."
But in a wierd way, I really do wants to hangout with her. Part of me don't wants to, but HUGE ASS part of me wants to.


"Oh okay. HAHA. DORK. Well we need to hangout ASAP betch! Oh god how I miss texting you! I might go to SPSCC next quarter."
Now we might be classmates. What is wrong with her? Must be the air where ever she went to!
"Oh that's cool! YAY! Okay,I'll try to hangout with you this weekend. Happy?"

Eventually, I cancelled. I was sore all weekend because we went snow boarding Friday. Plus my cousins and uncle was in town. Getting up and getting in to bed was like a living hell. I only went once but I was the once who was sore the most. Crazy. No more snow boarding for me until next year. HAHA. I didn't really planned on snow boarding, I just went for the heck of it and take pictures. But it looked like they were having so much fun. So I rented a $40 snow board and a boots. Maybe it's one of the factor I was sore because I didn't have the right "get-up", I was just wearing a jacket and a jeans. I'm so happy that I finally updated my music on my phone. S'bout damn time; most played is LoveGame. You should listen to it.

smile :)

It was raining really hard today.
As I'm typing this, I just got home from school.
I'm tired, beat, worn out. Most of all I'm exhausted. <--Synonyms much?
Today is my last day at school before going to Washington DC for a whole week.
Since I'm going to miss a week worth of school work,
I had to arranged and fixed everything before I leave.
Trust me, It was A LOT of work.
But though I'm exhausted, I'm glad that I did everything that needed to be done.

Today while at school, while I was doing all my work.
I had to run back and forth building to building and classroom to classroom.
There was a lot of people smiled at me. I don't know why they are smiling at me;
-
A.)They are smiling at me because there is something on my face.

B.)They are really nice. Just oh-so-nice type of people.

C.)They are faking it so they would look nice.

D.) They are hiding "something." <--But what?
-
Whatever is their reason, I'm glad they did. It made my day.

As BITCHING at someone is my forté, so is SMILING.
When I'm not bitching, I'm usually just smiling.
LOL. Not like a creep smile who just smile in the corner. LOL.
Smile as in friendly smile, the sincere one. :]
For some wierd reason, when I smile at someone, they make friends with me.
Sometimes, JUST sometimes, I fake my smile to put on a "show."
Or just smile to hide the sadness.
There are so many reasons why I smile everyday.
I'm sure YOU're one of that.

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monday craziness.

woah! it's 09 baby!

today was the first day of class for the year of 09.

and i must say it was.....hmmmm. uhm. okay?

my advisor screwed my schedule and put me on the wrong classes.

now i only have 2 class. and i have to wait 2hours in between!.

what do i do between those two? nothing. as in NOTHING.

i stayed in the library that so crammed and no computer was available.

aaaand cellphone there was not working! actullay phone doesn't work in most of the classrooms.

too bad both of mine won't let me use phone. i have to go to the bathroom just so i can text!

and it's freaking cold outside! grrrr. good thing library have a free wi-fi.

maybe i should start bring my laptop.

my first class is boring to DEATH while my second one is a class i can survive coz my one of

my closest friend is in that class. w're gonn have fun.

over all, college is not that bad.

Nip Tuck tonight!

the continuation of season 5.

whooooo hooo! there's something hot about surgeons that's really horny!

haha. jaykay ^^

have a nice night people!

pobre! :[

I FREAKIN FAILED MY MATH FINAL TEST! GAAAH! WHY DID I DO SO GOOD IN MY QUIZES AND REVIEWS WHEN I DID SO BAD IN MY EFFING FINAL?! GRRR. THIS REALLY MAKE ME SAD AND MAD. THE FINAL TEST'S SCORE IS A HUGE PART OF MY FINAL GRADE. SINCE I FAILED IT, THAT MEANS I FAILED THE CLASS. I HAVE TO RE-TAKE IT. EEEW. IM A REPEAT-ER! I WAS GOING TO SKIP 2 MATH CLASS [MATH 96 & 96] AND GO STRAIGHT TO MATH 98. BUT SINCE I FAILED MY MATH CLASS. I HAVE TO DO MATH 90 ALL OVER AGAIN. PAY FOR IT AGAIN. MAAAAAAN! TALK ABOUT BAD DAY! I EVEN TOOK AN FREEKING GEOMETRY AND ALGEBRA TEST SO I CAN SKIP 94 AND 96 AND I PASSED! BUT SINCE I DIDN'T PASS MATH 90, I WONT BE IN MATH 98 :[ POBRE!

GOOD THING :] MY TEACHER IS THE BESTEST. EVEN THO TODAY'S THE LAST DAY AND THERE'S NO MORE TIME FOR MAKE UP TEST. SHE FIX SOME OF MY ATTENDANCES AND VIOLA. I PASSED. LOOKS LIKE I DIDNT FAILED AFTER ALL. SHE JUST FORGOT TO EXCUSE MY EXCUSED ABSENT. THANK GOD SHE'S SO NICE TO HELP ME OUT. HELLELUJIAH. POBRE NAMAN YUNG IBANG DI PUMASA.

LOOKS LIKE IMA BE IN MATH 98 AFTER ALL. YAY! IM SOOOOO HAPPY :]

MY GRADE WENT FROM C TO B-. YEAH YEAH!

it's over.

that's right, what you heard is right.
we're over. me and school is SO over. It's almost christmas break and im cramming over my finals!
how is that i only have 2 classes yet im taking 5 finals?! that's so asinine.
it's been a wonderful 3 months of fall quarter here in SPSCC.
my math class was BORING. we don't do a thing. i don't even know why i took that class! i mean all she do is read the book out loud and do the examples in the board FROM the book. maybe i should stop going in that class and just study on my own. hmmmm. strike 1! it's not a hard class, as a matter of fact it's really easy. math has never been easy until now :] but it's just stupid.
then i have ENGLISH for freeeeeeaking 3hours. who do that?! that's duuuumb. you read for 3hours and study vocabs. psssshyeah. then freakking 4 finals in that class?! oh good lord hallelujiah help us! ima need all the luck i can get. fortunalely i only have to take 2 of the finals cuz i have smarticles in ME :] yay im smart. haha. i wish.
good thing i made a lot of friends in my classes, that makes it more fun-eeer.
THANK GOD fall quarter is sooooo finito. hmmmm. i wonder what classes i should take
next quarter?. maybe i should continue my french? idk why friench, maybe cuz it sounds fancy. haha. or japanese cuz it sounds wierd and kawaii!



well im out.
later people.
-geomarc