Thirteenth

Where is the moment when we need it the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carrying on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carrying on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carrying on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out
Wrong
You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that
Strong
Well I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You see what you like
And how does it feel, one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Guess how my day went.

I got transferred to Section 1-- two classrooms away from Section 3, the new home of Section 5. I don't know what hurts more, being cast as an outsider forever (somehow, I just don't see myself watching Saw III with them at their next class party), or fading away to nothing after all we've been through. No hi's, no bye's.

*sigh*

I had looked forward to being with them.

Section 1 isn't bad. But...

You know what I mean.

And I still can't believe I'm in Section 1. Ms Jose kept calling us that but it doesn't register with me.

I miss everything and everyone, though it might not be the same for them. Section 5 (3) is happy; they're still together. Of course I can't expect them to know how it feels to be on the other end of the line. It happened to me too last year. Tearing somebody from their old home destroys people; I should know, I've witnessed it last year in Rachel Halili. She didn't laugh as much. And to think that she's known for her wide toothy grin, deep dimples and corny jokes.

Let me bleed a little; I'll be fine.
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On the "plus" side (if that still exists), it's a new battleground altogether. The familiar playing field upped to the next level. Third year is all about grades.

I wish the lessons would start. Being Sir Ruel's roadkill is preferrable to pining (haha, pining *does Indian dance movement for "pining") for the old days. Ms Jose's thick stack of Standard Operating Procedures (discussed for three hours long and counting, with us yawning to death) is overkill. And she plans to continue it tomorrow. Whoopee.
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I'm worried.

Will somebody please postpone June 19 until I feel better?

[Edit: On a lighter note, nababalitaan kong puro panalo yung Dallas. YES!!! Sana ilampaso nila yung Heat. Go Nowitzki. Friend ka kasi ni Nash. Bawi na lang yung Phoenix next year, kung kelan may saysay na ulit manood ng NBA. ^____^]