Entry No. 2: Classmates

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Another day at makikita ko na naman ang mga may sayad kong kaklase. Hays. I don't interact with them but I really can't help but to see what they are doing. Yung iba, naglalaro ng mga games, like Mobile Legends, Robbery Bob, at Granny na kinaiinisan ko kasi lagi silang sumisigaw kapag nagpakita sa kanila yung mukhang ewan na si Granny. Scream with matching palo at hampas pa. Buti nalang at hindi masyadong ganun ang mga seatmates ko. Like I said, nasa dulo ako nakaupo, I am not like those students na numanakaw ng idlip kasi nasa sulok ang upuan nila at hindi sila mahahalata ng mga teachers. Yung iba naman, kung hindi naglalaro ay nagkukwentuhan. And you know what? Daig pa nila yung mga naglalaro ng katakot takot na Granny sa kakaiirit nila dahil puro kalandian lang naman ang pinaguusapan nila. Jusko. Where the hell am I? Paaralan pa ba ito? I want to admit it, I like this school but I hate the traits of the students here. Ayoko ng attittude nila na pagiging bully. Because they want me as a victim since no one here in SBI cares for me. I only care for myself. Like duh, Love yourself is my concept. And I love it. This day is the official day na magkakaroon na kami ng lecture since we are given the whole time yesterday to do what we want. I woke up early this morning. I forgot to tell you that SBI, the school that I'm into is a boarding school, or I should say that this school offers dormitory for students and we can avail it anytime if we want to because the management can just add it to the total sum of what we need to pay for this school. In my case, I chose to stay in a dormitory which is offered by SBI than to go home. First of all, our house is three hour travel by bus or by taxi and car, next is that, I don't like being at home. I am an outcast when we are complete in the house. I don't want to see my family's faces 'cause I cursed them a lot. While I on a deep thought, the school bell rang which means, the class must start. Our English teacher, Mrs. Santos is a good one. I don't know but I like her, the way she bond with us, her students but also the way she teaches us. She's very pro. She told us about her rules and then she continue with our topic session. The time run so fast at ngayon ay recess na namin. Like what I used to do in our recess time, I prefer going to the library but I frowned when I remember that our recess is only 10 minutes and its not enough for me to read. Ang iksing oras lang nun. Kaya wala akong ginawa kung di isalpak ang earphones ko sa cellphone ko at nakinig nalang ako ng mga music na nakasave dito sa cellphone ko. I hate being in the canteen during recess time dahil sobrang crowded. As in. Sabay sabay na nagrerecess ang mga grade level and I hate it. Damn it. Our recess time had ended and now, we are on a lecture. My mind is flying pero hindi sa lutang na lutang ako. Its just that, naiinis ako sa mga katabi ko. Usap dito, kalabit doon, ingay dito, tawa don. What now guys? Argh. Really hate this damn person. My seatmate in my right is Johan Martinez, a basketball player kaya madalas syang umaalis lalo na at magoopen na naman ang mga clubs at sya ang representative ng room sa panghihikayat na sumali sa sports club nila. Even though umaalis sya ay hindi parin nababakante ang upuan nya. May mga tropa kasi itong  nangangalikot ng bag nya. I wish, hindi nalang sya nakipagkaibigan sa mga ito, tuwing babalik ito sa room bago maguwian ay makikita nya na lang na punong puno ng kalat, papel at plastic ang bag nya pero hindi sya nagagalit sa mga kaibigan nya. He's also weird. So weird...

The day went good and this is a long day for me, maybe because naninibago ako na may mga lectures na. Hindi naman ako tamad but.. I hate listening lalo na kung wala ako sa mood or inaantok ako. Maraming mga requirements na pinapadala para bukas and I guess, kailangan ko ng bumili non. Another day with my new classmates. And I hate them...

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