Showing posts with label Striped and Fortified. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Striped and Fortified. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Striped and Fortified


Here's how the last half-day of school and the first half-day of the summer went for me: 
  • Filipino and Math exam. I'd choose not to talk about it but............to put it into extremes, I think I kind of failed my Math exam, in my standards. 20 points. 20 freaking points for graphing. 
  • On the bright side, IT'S SUMMER. No more academic stress. Although, I still don't know what to feel. My Social Studies teacher, one of the few I actually like, is leaving. Darn it. Not to mention the fact that.........................Yes, let us not mention that fact. 
  • I will miss you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you. Especially you. Yes, you too.  I will miss the townspeople, and the unnecessary drama and the meet-ups that were, more often than not, up to no good. I will miss the fooling around,  the inside jokes, the cramming, the phone calls, and the little spats. I will miss a lot of things. I'll even miss Biology. 
  • Enough of that ^ 
  • A bit of drama, a lot of laughs and eager smiles, subtle goodbyes and a fair amount of hugs before leaving school for the summer.
  • Meet my lovely and striped FORTIfriends :) Words cannot express how grateful I am that, until now, we're still this tight and I know a meager "Thank you" cannot sum everything up.           



  • Lunch at Pizza Hut + Friday +Abstinence = No pizza for me. Aw :( Pasta, it is, then. 
  • Corazon. One word: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
  • ^Does that count as one word, though? 
  • Loads of fun and noise at Picture City. The old people were shooting daggers at us. Haha.

  • A worthwhile conversation with Chryss over dinner at Mcdo and tagging along at SM with my mother who apparently, had the itch to go shopping. 
  • Sleepover with Chryssie. Stomachache & hyperventilation induced by laughing too hard at our group photos; chasing the ever so hyper Mushu ; camwhoring ; failed attempts at a proper vlog; drifting off to sleep while watching films; word games where we subtly cheated each other; scaring ourselves at the possibility that someone or something might knock on the window or on the bathroom door; laughing till we both fell into slumber. 

They're both so cute :3 

  • We miserably failed at staying up late, despite the chocolate bars and candy we were wolfing down, that were supposed to rattle us awake. 
  • And.....here's the vlog. I look like a drunk zombie. I doubt anybody can stand watching this. Too much unnecessary laughing.