at school, algebra class .
today, third week after school started . school was still the same –boring .
another crappy day at school, another crappy class with our crappy algebra teacher .
hmm...no sun today . its as cold as a fridge in an indian summer .
i looked through the window beside me, to the clear blue sky outside . where the hell are you mr . sun ?
well it was a good thing that the sun didn't show up today 'coz i love the cold .
at winter we all know that almost everyone would wear triple-jackets at that season of the yea . well one plain jacket is fine for me .
i would never feel cold or numb even though its like 12'C in my place . so much for that about me being a polar bear, i just kept looking outside daydreaming .
Mr. Carmichael? Mr. Carmichael. Mr. Carmichael. CARMICHAAAAAAAEL! mrs . craig called me over and over again.
i came back to my senses .
Miss? Yes! oh yeahhhh...umm... *think think* i answered her quickly .
What is the answer Mr. Carmichael? she asked me.
i looked at the board full of mathematical equations . when i opened my mouth; no words came out . damn . i got a mental block . curse goddamn daydreaming .
like . . . help me . help me . someone ! AAAAAH ! but i couldn't look at anyone . nervous-ness, scared-ness and chagrin ran all over me . help . i dunno what to do . *think think*
* kick sophie's foot * .i think she noticed me . maybe she was whispering the answer to me but i couldn't peek because mrs . craig was watching and im nervous .
like look . im sweating already D:
RIIIING. well, the bell rang.
i'm perfectly saved :D
i manged to grin seconds after the bell .
See you tomorrow Miss! then i ran outta the room . i had to . D:
btw . yeah . that's me on the right . i look retarded . someone took that while mrs . craig was like shouting her ass at me . :/
BINABASA MO ANG
Just right infront of you (:
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