THE EGO IS BACK... AGAIN!
Posted by gagong_golda95 at 02:23 PM on March 8, 2004.
I'm Baaaaack!!!
<--INSERT DEMONIC LAUGHTER HERE-->
Hooray! After weeks of absolute laziness to update my blog, I'm back again to write more stories of the macabre, absurd and rage.
*Hey, I'm getting sappy again... kill me!!*
To start my rantings.. let me begin by saying...
F*&^ IT!
As usual, I'm effing late again, thanks to my very dysfunctional alarm clock that hasn't been working since the 15th century. Again, I went to school without combing my hair or eating any breakfast.
When I entered the room, my professor greeted me with such wonderful remarks...
"Miss Marigundon... don't come late again in my class next meeting or else I'll drop you from this course."
Very encouraging, ain't it? Now I have to stay awake the whole Tuesday night just to get to school in time the following day-- and avoid being late again.
We also had a report in our Afro-Asian Lit class... that went in flames. I admit, we haven't prepared for it because we thought that we were the second to the last group to report, however, the plans have changed and I never knew about it until my friend called me yesterday. So there I was yakking about the things I've read in the book.. only to save face.
Another reason why our report failed is because of Wally. He was supposed to report about the first part of our subject when suddenly he went AWOL for no particular reason. As a result, we have to report again and suffer. My friend cried after the whole presentation. I was pissed.
Wally is my gay classmate who has this "megalomaniac" attitude -- belittling everyone who gets a grade lower than he has. However, the main reason why he gets such grade is because he is a Teacher's Pet-- doing everything for the teacher, even to the extent of wiping their a**es just to obtain a 1.75 grade; not only that-- he CHEATS during quizzes and major exams. Although we have reported about it, the professors have remained mum about the whole matter. I don't know with these guys but they sure like to have Wally wiping their a$*es.
It wasn't the first time that Wally ruined everything. Last semester, he, Melissa and I were supposed to teach the Fourth Year HS class when he suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, leaving the two of us to suffer and be humiliated. Not only did he disappeared, he wasn't able to give us his lesson plan. So Mel and I had to "kill time" by making the students do something while discussing the lesson. From that day on, I vowed never to work with him... until I learned that he was on our group.
I'm so pissed. Grrr!! The Rage! The Agony... hey, I'm starting to feel like myself again! Hah!
<--excuse the lunatic golda-->--insert>--excuse>
<--INSERT DEMONIC LAUGHTER HERE-->
Hooray! After weeks of absolute laziness to update my blog, I'm back again to write more stories of the macabre, absurd and rage.
*Hey, I'm getting sappy again... kill me!!*
To start my rantings.. let me begin by saying...
F*&^ IT!
As usual, I'm effing late again, thanks to my very dysfunctional alarm clock that hasn't been working since the 15th century. Again, I went to school without combing my hair or eating any breakfast.
When I entered the room, my professor greeted me with such wonderful remarks...
"Miss Marigundon... don't come late again in my class next meeting or else I'll drop you from this course."
Very encouraging, ain't it? Now I have to stay awake the whole Tuesday night just to get to school in time the following day-- and avoid being late again.
We also had a report in our Afro-Asian Lit class... that went in flames. I admit, we haven't prepared for it because we thought that we were the second to the last group to report, however, the plans have changed and I never knew about it until my friend called me yesterday. So there I was yakking about the things I've read in the book.. only to save face.
Another reason why our report failed is because of Wally. He was supposed to report about the first part of our subject when suddenly he went AWOL for no particular reason. As a result, we have to report again and suffer. My friend cried after the whole presentation. I was pissed.
Wally is my gay classmate who has this "megalomaniac" attitude -- belittling everyone who gets a grade lower than he has. However, the main reason why he gets such grade is because he is a Teacher's Pet-- doing everything for the teacher, even to the extent of wiping their a**es just to obtain a 1.75 grade; not only that-- he CHEATS during quizzes and major exams. Although we have reported about it, the professors have remained mum about the whole matter. I don't know with these guys but they sure like to have Wally wiping their a$*es.
It wasn't the first time that Wally ruined everything. Last semester, he, Melissa and I were supposed to teach the Fourth Year HS class when he suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, leaving the two of us to suffer and be humiliated. Not only did he disappeared, he wasn't able to give us his lesson plan. So Mel and I had to "kill time" by making the students do something while discussing the lesson. From that day on, I vowed never to work with him... until I learned that he was on our group.
I'm so pissed. Grrr!! The Rage! The Agony... hey, I'm starting to feel like myself again! Hah!
<--excuse the lunatic golda-->--insert>--excuse>
How I wish I could split myself into seven so that I can finish this whole mess in time. 
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