Comfort and joy indeed

I am now sitting here, basking in the warmth and radiation of a computer that works... in my room. So yes, it's now working, and it now boasts of having Windows XP, which, I might say, looks rather pretty. As usual, Dad bought a pirated cd copy. And while I'm happy to savor these precious times of having a nice pc, I'm just waiting for the next flaw to come up.

Hm. That's grim.

Haha, sama. Oh well. Wala lang talaga kasi akong tiwala sa pirated cd stuff na computer related.

So anyway, our exams are finished, hallelujah! I can't say I did VERY well, though. I just hope I do good. The Filipino test was easy enough. The selection made me cringe though. It was about "Ang pagmamahal sa sariling wika" and all that blah. Ang galing. Tamang tama. Ah, the hypocrisy! I wanted to kick myself for lying in the test. Sorry, sorry, sorry. If it wasn't for grades, I'd go right out and say that I have as much knowledge of Tagalog as a dimly lit room. I'm just not good at it! And because of that, I can't say I LOVE it totally. True, there are just some things, some very Filipino things that I love, that you can't say with as much meaning in English. But English... it's universal. And I can understand it.

I'm still feeling pretty guilty. I'm so sorry Rizal. I bet you're cursing me now and calling me a smelly fish. *groans* I can't help it. I'm just so sorry.

So there. Exams.

Irritates me though to think that I'm performing at just an Above Average rate. That's not what it says in the records. Hmph.

Gash, I really am morphing into a narcissist. Disturbing thought.

The new student in our class is... blah. She wants to get kicked out, you can actually quote that from her. I know she doesn't want to be in Assumption. But she might as well try to live with it. I'm feeling rather resentful towards her actions. She's nice enough (though I can't really base that on my approximately no-conversation record with her), and they SAY she's smart, back in St. Scho (to hell with that school), and then they say she used to be an officer too. Unfortunately, I also heard that leakages were often there with regards to tests, and the officer thing was accomplished because she was popular. We're trying everything to make her feel comfortable, but the class's overall feeling is rather negative. They feel she's not giving us a chance. As for me, she can destroy her life, for all I care. Though if I were in charge, I'd plunk her grades down just right above the passing mark, put her in academic probation, and make her spend the rest of highschool striving for graduation, with no possibilities of getting kicked out, just repeating the same level over and over again. Mwahahaha. That's my sadist self talking. Hooray. I haven't seen that one for quite a while *hugs self*.

Hay. Basta. Napaka-what the hell. I'm itching to confront her and tell her directly, but in respect for my class, I'm going to wait until the Class Encounter.

I'm gonna watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory tomorrow (Johnny Depp!) and then the Philippine Philharmonic on Monday. It makes me feel sad that I can't share that event with anybody else besides my sisters. Oh no, I forgot to invite Teacher! Aw. Too bad...

So that's it. Blog post done for the day. I'm loving the weather, so I'm off to enjoy it.

Toodles.