Alex gave me her Version 2.0 CD because the second track (I Think I'm Paranoid) is busted. That sucks cause I Think I'm Paranoid would be the song that would best describe myself. Oh well, who cares, the rest of the CD is pretty cool. My favorite songs are When I Grow Up and Push It; I've been playing it the whole day yesterday. Don't get me wrong, I'm not becoming a Garbage fan because I want to be "in" or whatever. I like Garbage cause I think their music is cool.

Today's the last day of sem break. UGH! School sucks. Last night I dreamt that my History teacher got mad at me and talked to me after school. I just stared at the floor the whole time. Talk about your worst nightmare! History sucks and my History teacher is such a brain, I think she sucks too. Alex is soooo lucky, she doesn't get to go back to school until Monday. Is it too late to transfer schools? Oh well, I've got three more days to go till the weekend comes. That's good news I guess.

I'm so pissed at a lot of teachers at my school. My Science teacher is still annoying but I don't give a damn about her anymore. Speaking of Science, we've got Lab tomorrow--two whole hours stuck with her. UGH. A lot of teachers in my school are sucky and intimidating but I don't hate anyone else as much as I hate my seventh-grade Filipino teacher, Ms. D.

We were doing an oral test about Filipino folk songs. Now all oral tests are sucky but this was the suckiest of them all. In this oral test, you have to sing a Filipino folk song. It's not enough that you know the lyrics; you have to know the tune too. Anyway, none of us were listening to the ones performing the oral test because a) their voices were too soft and b) it was so damn boring. So the whole class were completing projects at the last minute, with the exception of me. I was reading a book, the one I had bought in a booksale that morning.

So there we were, oblivious to our surroundings, too engrossed with the projects we were doing and the book I was reading. When suddenly, I felt someone grab the book from my hand. I looked up and saw the sneering, domineering face of my Filipino teacher. And then suddenly, I lost all my respect for her. She was being so infruriatingly unfair! My crime was that I was reading a book during her stupid oral test. But the others were doing even worse things; copying each other's homework, doing each other's hair. And she didn't even scold them for being noisy. She chose to pick on me, the quiet one, the one that was being good. And I didn't do anything wrong.

That was last year. I'm so glad she isn't my Filipino teacher now. I would probably beat her up or something. Seriously.

Stuff to add to your Things and People To Pray For list:

1. That Lauryn won't flunk anything this quarter.
2. That Lauryn would have enough self control so she won't beat up any teachers.
3. That Lauryn wouldn't be moving away.