Simply Disorders

Reader’s Theater

simplydisorders — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 10:09:12 +0000

WE LOST. FAENZA WON AS EXPECTED.

And I thought we were good.

Faenza was great, though I was convinced Marignano will win. Faenza had too many awards. And maybe, they might win on the next which is actually the Music thing. But hopefully not. I want to do the best here. It’s a great opportunity though.

To cheer me up, I watched this video! It’s very cute.

and this one too!

Just spare the kid. I’m just 13 Well, just gonna post that though. Sayonara.

MiCAH.

Nauseousness

simplydisorders — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 10:13:50 +0000

Nauseousness is vomiting because you saw the insides of a frog. Nauseousness is when you see someone with someone he or she doesn’t really belong to. Nauseousness is also the term used when you see students not participating in the English play. Nauseousness is also when all of the above were done today.

“Nauseousness is vomiting because you saw the insides of a frog.”
- At biology class, we had the freakiest thing I wouldn’t want to see; the insides of a frog. It was vomit-worthy. I saw the stomach, liver, the heart pumping.. It was awfully disgusting. I hate it. I stayed with Angel outside of the laboratory on some parts of the dissection. It was really smelly. I don’t want to do it again.

“Nauseousness is when you see someone with someone he or she doesn’t really belong to.”
- Filipino class. The bird. Ugh! Words aren’t enough to describe it.

“Nauseousness is also the term used when you see students not participating in the English play.”
- The English Play will be on Thursday at the Gym after lunch. We’re not yet ready. There are a lot of my classmates not participating. When we reached the classroom, I got really pissed and threw some words loudly at them. Karen did too.

And I guess that explains the last meaning of Nauseousness. Sigh. I gotta go now.

Cheers,
-Micah ü

Good enough?

simplydisorders — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 09:45:58 +0000

“Sometimes when people are under stress, they hate to think, and it’s the time when they most need to think.” – Bill Clinton

When I went to school this morning, the first thing asked to me was; “Are you an achiever?” I flinched and said yes. It was an awkward moment for me because an achiever is someone who achieves something. I asked myself if I really am an achiever. Maybe, maybe not. Grades, maybe. I don’t know. But for now, I don’t think so. I feel far from good. Sigh. But I’m really thankful I’m an achiever. I hope in the third, I’ll be one too, again. So help me God.

“When you are feeling good, you must be thinking good thoughts. So you are on track and you are emitting a powerful frequency that is attracting back to you more good things that will make you feel good. Seize those moments when you are feeling good, and milk them. Be aware that as you are feeling good, you are powerfully attracting more good things to you.” -Rhonda Byrne

Today, We had a long assembly. It consisted of the Teacher’s program presentation in Japan. I was really impressed. The students there were very disciplined. They have initiative. After that, we went to the classroom again and had our Statistics class. It was about skewing. It was really great. Our teacher was always really fun. Then we went back to the gym again and had some word hunt against the other sections; Faenza and Marignano. I was placed in the difficult round. Castelnuovo won though, but the teachers told us that this word hunt scores were just too low. So we’re having another round. Thank you to the teachers who’ll add ten (our previous score) to our new grade. After that, we went back to the classroom. We had AP and copied some lecture. The teacher discussed something important then we’re off to our break.

After our break, we had biology. Sir Mike informed us that tomorrow, we’ll have the dissecting thing. We’re going to dissect a frog! The thought alone made me sick. He showed us some pictures and gosh! It made me really nauseous. I felt like going to the comfort room and throw up. But I can’t. The group’s counting on me. I have to attend it. Three students, (Joanna, Angel and Nicole) dropped out though. They were pretty scared. I am too, but I just don’t want to risk my achiever status. Then we had music. Unfortunately, the practical test was changed. Now, we’re supposed to sing a Christmas carol. (by section again.) After that, we went to the mezzanine and practiced our Reader’s Theater there. Lunch time came in quickly after that.

Filipino time! Our teacher was absent. Our sub was Sir Mike. I can’t help feeling that we are the cause of her absence. She cried last Friday. It made me guilty. We answered some questions in our Florante and Laura book. p. 57, IV (I still remember. >:). As time flew by, Drafting came in and we tried to do our projects. Shortly after that, dismissal time again.

Sigh. Still no update about craziness though.

That’s all, I guess.

Micah. ü

Crestfallen

simplydisorders — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 02:20:09 +0000

“I’m tired of my heart being broken, I’m tired of these tears falling down my face
I’m tired of this love being taked for granted, Won’t you go away? – Heartbroken, Aaliyah”

When I was growing up, I never thought saying I love you was a big deal. For me, It was only a phrase. It was a phrase most people use to tell. So when I said I love you to a random person, he just looked at me as if I was insane. I began to wonder why he look at me like that. I didn’t do anything wrong, I just told him that I love him.

Since curiosity got the best of me, I decided to Google up the three said words. It said there,

“We often say the words, “I love you” without really feeling the meaning of them. Yeah we know the words mean, ”You matter to me… I care about what happens to you…. I think you’re pretty cool.” But there is so much more to it then that. When we are first falling in love, we think about the ideas of what that means. We analyze the relationship and each other. We really look at what is developing and we evaluate whether or not it is safe to say those three little words.”

If you want to see the whole article, look at it here.

But even after I read the article, I still didn’t got it. When some boys started saying ‘em, I asked them why they love their girls. They immediately said beautiful, smart, and all those similar adjectives. It was a simple answer, but they still didn’t answer the question why. It was really confusing.

Two years ago, specifically August 6, 2007, I finally got the meaning. There were no words to explain why someone loves his or her specific someone. But at summer ’08, I was left crestfallen.

Now, I still haven’t moved on from the pain. Love again was one of my options to heal it, but I didn’t consider it. I guess, time’s just really the answer to that.