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October 21, 2011
I see that maybe you noticed how the dates are so far apart. Well, you’ll eventually find out. First, let’s answer the question.
I don’t. I share everything, and I mean everything, to my best friend in the world. So, yeah.
October 3, 2011
Dear Friend,
I learned a lot of things this past week, although not everything I can remember. I guess it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you that I haven’t touched Mockingjay since Bannuar. It gets lazy to read it when I’m home, and I’m too busy in school sometimes.
I’m rank 4 in my class, by the way, tied with Jaira and Irish. I’m a little nervous that I’d crash in ranking on the next grading because my quizzes in Biology are really mediocre. It’s kinda unfair because we work hard for our grades, and some of the other boys just depend on the leakage of answers they get from the other sections. Like my cousin, he’s 29th rank in our section right now. I’m feeling paranoid that he’ll rise up the next quarter because of the help he’s been getting. Illegal help. I mean, I do cheat sometimes, but not inordinately, and I don’t use kodigos. If I know I can do something, I would. It just doesn’t seem right to copy so often.
Last Friday night (cue: Friday and Last Friday Night), Indie Spirit was on Star Movies. This movie, entitled Adam, was on and I was intrigued. I got to start the movie out, since it was just 9 o’clock. The movie turned out to be really inspiring, and a little bit like The Perks of being a Wallflower only that the cause of Adam’s failure in socialization was his Asperger’s syndrome. If you haven’t seen it, you should. It was really touching. Here’s a movie poster:
Meanwhile, we had a tune-up game in Volleyball against Immaculate Conception Academy last Saturday. The lost wasn’t so severe. The scores were close. We went up against Batac Junior College again. We won, although I didn’t really feel good because the setters weren’t doing any work for me. I had to run over every set. Renz got all the praise because the sets to him were good, because when he was in the front line, I was at the back, and I kept the defense intact. When I’m in front, the defense at the back’s like pubic hair—messy.
Oh, my dad drove me to Batac and watched me play. I thanked him through a text message because I left him for lunch. He stayed at the cultural center to watch basketball while me, Sam, and Madel went for some food at Jollibee, which reminds me: There’s a possibility that I’ll be having a Kiddy Party on my birthday. I’m really looking forward to that! I have yet to decide if it would be at Jollibee or McDo though.
After Jollibee, we went to Monique’s house to find no one there. Monique wasn’t there, and Dad just texted me that he saw Monique and the others at the metropolis. We had to eat I front of the dogs. It was awkward. Not the dogs, the fact that we’re eating at their house, and she’s not there. Only her mom and dad were there. After 2 episodes of Glee, Monique arrived with a Video City plastic bag. She rented The Grudge, Love and other Drugs, and The Break-up.
Just when they were about to start watching, the clock struck 2 pm, which meant Debate Training. “But wait! What’s this text saying there’s a practice for Sabado Nights Contemporary? Shall I go, shall I not?” I was ecstatic. I know, I know. All my life I’ve been talking about how stupid I look when I dance and how I look like an old man with epilepsy in execution of dance steps. This time, it was different. I wanted to dance, I just did. I didn’t feel any regret, because it was what I wanted.
It wasn’t until we started practicing that I felt like I was completely inadequate of performing the steps. It was hard at first—the adjustment from the common Hip-hop that I do, to this contemporary piece that needed precise body movement. I felt like giving up, but I tried. It turned out well, I think… I hope.
That night, Micha was holding a party for her birthday. I didn’t go. I didn’t want to, I just didn’t, but my cousin did. His parents ended up trying to contact me, probably in thought that I would be at the party, but I wasn’t. They called my Dad and asked for directions to Micha’s place. The kid went home with his parents by his side. Gore.
The next day was Monique’s birthday! Monique, one of my closest friends who knows a lot about me, and I know quite a lot about her. I got to their house, Emmanuel, Irish, Princess, and Isazen were already by the gate. Faye was inside singing karaoke. We took pictures for 20 minutes, until we decided to rest from all the poses. One by one, people came. The normal birthday party setting—food, old people, karaoke, more old people. Dayan was there with me, too.
Today, we had teachers’ and apple’s day. It’s a vague combination, I know—Apples and Teachers—doesn’t quite make sense to me. We won the apple relay, but lost the Poem Recital, which was a little sting on my part, because I wrote the poem just on my way to school, typing it on my phone. It was alright at the end. I got over it, no big deal.
I learned how to play the card game Bluff today. I’m supposed to review, but I don’t have a handout. Fingers crossed.
Love Always,
Nathan
October 3, 2011
All my life, I’ve been more close to females. I understand almost everything now and can’t name a specific thing that I can’t understand.
October 2, 2011
I learned that people are people…and they are always late.
October 1, 2011
Organis Chemistry Textbook. We don’t get book reports, so there’s no novel to talk about. It wasn’t entirely awful because in the middle of the 1st semester, I finally got to understand Organic Chemistry.
September 30, 2011
Dear Person,
I hope one day you’ll realize that loving two people at the same time is immature, let alone irrational.
