School was fine today. Believe it or not, I was actually glad to be back, as far as socialization is concerned. I kind of missed everyone. Plus Rhea was absent which gave Nikki and I lots of time to talk and hang out with each other. Academics was another thing. We got some of our results today . I got Bs and some Cs, as usual. Oh, and an F in Filipino. (they aren't our final grades so I'm not yet a moron) Actually, everyone failed the Filipino exam cause the vocabulary words might as well have been written in Martian--no one understood them. And some of the items were really hard. It's too bad that I failed cause I actually like my Filipino teacher. But not anymore, at least, not for now. We're having a retest tomorrow which sucks like hell! My teacher says if we fail the retest, we have to go to school on Saturdays to catch up with the lessons. There is no way I am hauling my butt to school on a beautiful, glorious, Saturday morning, for heaven's sake. Once has been enough.

In my honest opinion, Filipino is the suckiest subject ever invented. It's the only subject where I get really low grades. Sure, we gotta show our appreciation and crap like that. But honestly. Do we have to study and memorize Martian-type words we probably won't use or even remember in the future? Do we have to understand the grammar when we've already got English to worry about? And I'd really hate to say this, but the person who wrote Ibong Adarna is a real sadist. Really. Based from what I understood, that is (which lies somewhere in the range of the negative numbers). I mean, what kind of an idiot decides to fall in love with a girl he hardly knows because some bird advised him to? And then he goes to all sorts of trials and ordeals in order to look for the girl and when he finally finds her, the bird advises him that, "Hey, this chick has bigger jugs. Go date her." Then the same proccess is repeated all over again. Okay, I exaggerate, but look at it, it's stupid! It's just like me asking kylee ,my cat, "Should I go out with Peter or Cyril?" and assuming that one meow means "yes" and two means "no". Honestly, if this is supposed to make me appreciate the Filipino language, well, it's not working! I can't believe I have to take this crap up. The worst thing is, it's either I study this thing or I spend every Saturday in school for the rest of my life. So I don't have any choice.

Erin asked me in my guestbook (entry 101) if I believe in God and if I'm part of an organized religion. If so, why do I believe in Him? Yes, it is very obvious that I believe in God cause I talk about Him a lot. I am a Roman Catholic. And I believe in Him because of the impact He made in my life. He answers my prayers and stuff. Like when I'm scared or nervous about something, the first thing I say is, "God, help me out here!" And heck, it works; I'm still alive. It's really hard to explain it, I just believe God, okay? I think it's called faith. Yeah, it's faith.

But I'm not one of those Catholics who are prejudiced against non-Catholic people. In fact, I think it's fun to have friends from all sorts of religions. It's just like having friends from different countries. You still worship the same God, only your church practices are different. And I wouldn't mind athiest friends at all, as long as they don't disrespect my religion. I honestly think that Catholics who only limit themselves to Catholic friends are hypocrites. I mean, you're supposed to love people, right? As if discriminating people from other religions is gonna get you anywhere closer to God. And about getting married, I wouldn't mind if my future husband was either Catholic or non-Catholic. If he was non-Catholic, I wouldn't force him to convert to my religion and he can't force me to convert to his religion too. Conversion should come from yourself, not because someone told you to.

I'm sorry I can't explain this too well. If any of you wanna know more, talk to Martin , but I'm pretty sure he'll give you a very, very different explanation from what I had written. Email him at martin@kcizone.com.

I have to go and study some more for the damned retest. Maybe I'll ask Stephen what happened. He took Ibong Adarna during his freshmen year and now he's over with it. Lucky, lucky, lucky.