Sorry for the lack of update...wait a minute...who am I apologizing to? Only Kyra reads my journal. =|
Well, let's review on what happened to me these last three days, shall we?
Wednesday: Terrible day. After all the hard work I had for my Math exam, I ended up having a grade of 10 out of 20. Feels sucky that generally my day went wrong and only thing I could do was shrug it off. It's sad to do that, though.
Then told my dad about it. Mostly he blamed me, even though he knew the efforts I gave for this test. Atleast he gave me a light break when he saw my test and thought that it was an unfair grade.
Thursday: Slightly better day which I don't remember all that much other than me laughing alot at my colleague and then both of us laughing alot at my Math teacher.
But what I remember more was that on my way home there was this old man who was carrying alot of bags. He seemed tired so I ended up offering myself to help him, since we were going the same way. He ended up refusing it, but thanked me and we talked while we were walking. Told me on how he had great grandchildren and everything and some other little stuff. It felt great to be able to talk with someone we don't know like we did knew him. And of course the gesture is a good thing.
Too bad he wasn't one of those genies in disguise that grant wishes to whoever has a good heart to help their "disguise". =p
Today: Didn't have my first class so I slept alittle more. I freaking got late to school because we're near Carnival, AKA, we're near that time where people start disguising themselves. Kinda like Halloween but not scary themed.
So when the bus was near school, all of the sudden this hundred of masked kids start parading on the middle on the street at turtle-placed. It took 20 minutes for the bus to let me go ( since the police was there, he bus driver couldn't open the doors on mid-road. But listen to the irony of it: The police freaking stopped the traffic for some sudden kid parade! ),so I could walk to school.
After that, I got pissed off with my Math teacher so when the bell rang, I yelled to my teacher to have a nice Carnival and that I love her "mask". Yet, she didn't hear me. Bah to old teachers. xp
Someday, I want to go to Vienna and wear one of those really awesome costumes they wear during their festivities. I love the masks. x3
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