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audentes fortuna juvat: Excerpt11Sept2008: Tongue-tied.
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chalkleight
chalkleight
Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines
usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]
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Thursday, September 11, 2008
Excerpt11Sept2008: Tongue-tied.
Excerpt11Sept2008: Tongue-tied.
I rested my head on the wall behind me and felt the cool air blowing my hair from the window. I was in my Virology class and though I was not paying attention as to what my teacher kept on babbling about, I was aware that I was not only me who was inattentive.
It was obvious that everyone was just staring blankly at the projected slides in front..uhh, my apologies to the people from the geekdom..okay, you were listening..my mistake..there might be three or four of them who were actually seeing the real thing. The maximum number would be five. Justice served I guess.
My seatmates had their heads tilted in different directions. Some were trying to hide, as cautiously as possible, their cellphones while frantically typing their messages. Others were courageous enough not to hide their yawns and there were even more courageous who were sleeping right in front of our teacher’s face. I even overheard an ogre bragging about his money as if he can eat them raw. Let me quote from Edward Cullen, “I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do thoroughly.” Well, choking the ogre would be very delightful. And yeah, there was me, writing, reading and silently smiling, amused as usual by my own perceptions. My teacher was considerate anyway.
I was lost in my thoughts again. The book in my armchair prompted me to dwell with my imagination longer..and even deeper.
Vampires.
Beautiful creatures.
Hayy..nonsense.pathetic.unhealthy.
The limitation of my urinary bladder interrupted the story from consuming me alive. I stopped reading before I get myself into a situation which would probably require me to move to a new town. ^_~
I was waiting in vain for that usual 5-minute break from our generous teacher so that I could sneak out and relieve myself. And oh life, being ironic as it was since time immemorial, did that trick again! My teacher continued with her gibbering, deliberately forgetting all about the equality which was supposed to be always implemented. And on her lecture went, while I was sitting wobbly, hopeless about that 5-minute break. I could not get out. I was not rude enough to get across the length of the whole classroom, and to risk tripping myself all over for the benefit of those who were yawning madly. My feet felt cold already. I could do nothing but clench on my pen and scribble furiously on the paper. Darn.
It was drizzling outside. I saw someone yawning again. I did the same.
We were all tongue-tied..engaged with our own pretenses..waiting to be rescued.
