Part 3: General Stupidity
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Third day of classes... ._. I woke up late. But then I finished earlier before my sisters who were the first ones to wake up. And then I realized I never did my homework.
During our classes we read this story just like what I posted before. And I never understood the story until to the point our teacher explained it to us.
And then there goes, our Journalism teacher....
(Warning: Feels truck coming... *beep beep*)
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It all started when our Journalism teacher arrived late at class...
She even congratulated and was happy because we were dead silent unlike our first two years where we were like, "I dun care... Let's party. Lalalala~"
I really thought she was going to reprimand us for having a messy classroom probably because we were separated in groups. The fan girls on that side. The gamers at the back. The socially popular group on the other. And the out-going party-party people playing Murder Mystery on the corridor.
SO it was really silent.
At first, I was like, "Is Ma'am not arriving because let's talk things?"
But then, the feels truck hit me dead on the spot. I was stabbed by a pole straight in the kokoro. I was burned with intense pain of sadness. I was drowned in crying because of depression.
She was trying to make us accept that she won't be going to be our teacher next Journalism period for she was going to transfer to another school and probably as a principal.
I was desperately trying to control my tears but they just come out. I tried my best to blink it out like it's nothing. But... it was worse than that... losing the presence of a friend and a teacher was already that hard for me.
That's why I promised that I'm going to improve and do my best in everything I can. Before that day we had a pretest on TV broadcasting, I was quite happy because I got positive comments. Truth to be told, I was quite nervous because I know everyone else are better in broadcasting than I can. I never really thought we would go under this kind of situation.
In that day, the second batch performed, and after that, she made us write an evaluation about ourselves on how we improved during our course of studying in journalism. Then, she allowed us to write a personal letter about what we have learned during the two-year stay in our curriculum.
Hehehe... I keep on writing 'Until we meet again...' Too much KagePro reference.
When we passed the papers, she left with a goodbye so as to not cry when we part.
And the rest of day goes on just like any other day extract the part of feels...
By the end of the day, I just walked with the AI even though we have a very awkward conversation. I mean it's more of awkward than before because times before we usually get along together but what we shared was silent treatment.
I just went to my mom's and sister's school and continued my day. My sister even sulked because she didn't got elected as an officer. *chuckles*
And so blah... blah... blah...
Because of boredom, I assessed my figure (no, I'm not conceited like other women) I don't really care though. I'm just too thin in my opinion. I eat a lot. I rarely eat junk food. But, I'm still thin as ever. I figured out that someday my ribs would tear open my skin because of thinness.
And so, I was very hungry. And I ate crab meat for three hours. THREE LONG HOURS! It was continually. Crab meat is just one of my favorite. My father was like, "You're still not finish eating. And I just woke up from napping."
That ends my feelsy fun day...
(It was quite funny and feels... TT-TT)
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