running through my head
pessimism does pay off, you know. it makes relief more apparent, and makes one an optimist in the end, after all. i'm talking about my grades, except chem and socio. chem is a 2.25, as i whined about in a former state of melodrama. socio classcards not out yet, they'll be released on nov. 3. but i no longer feel that urgency to get it, just to compute if i get a higher than dos average.
i got my ss1 classcard from the psych department. the old guy there was nice. i didn't know my section (forgot my form 5 -_-;) so i just gave him the time and he hunted for my section's classcards. then when i saw my grade, i was like, whoa. it was higher than i predicted. i could see he was amused at my reaction, parang napasayaw-sayaw ako dun. hehe.
i had about the same reaction after getting my math classcard. i thought, from what was posted outside sir's room, that i'd be getting a 2.25 (hence the fear of losing scholarship). it was a dos. yes, i know it's not high. i mean, my dad's pretty disappointed in me. i'm disappointed in me. but hey, it's alright. i'll be a better student next sem.
same goes for eng 12. i feel guilty now for dissing my prof's extremely low-volumed voice. and imitating her son, who hangs around with her --- *in smithers' voice* mommy, quarter to 1 na. i remember complaining incessantly before that i learned nothing in english 12. i take that back. of all the works of literature we took up, sacrifice, yasuhiro kawabata's short stories, the bros. karamazov, and one hundred years of solitude were all new to me. and then there's her anecdotes of things past.
i really am very grateful.^_^
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i found out today that [he] is going to be taking the removals from math 17. that brought back a flood of emotion that i thought i finally got rid of.
i cared. i was concerned. in fact i wanted to text him on the spot, ask him if he's ok, that sort of stuff. acads has never been his main priority - with him it was always just soccer, and guitar. but i didn't think he would neglect it this much, specially since he wants to study elsewhere. maybe he didn't go to class often because of his early-morning visits to arneow. :P
and then i thought: [she] hasn't been taking care of him. but i'm prolly just being biased. harhar. they're prolly happy, even with shit like that happening.
maybe i just want a chance to show that i still care *non-romantically*. i know i said it's his loss, but it's also mine. before everything got screwed up so badly, we were so happy. and i thought, even if things ended, it'd be like before only without the romantic crap.
i was so wrong. there are always going to be these invisible lines i'm not supposed to cross, always things i shouldn't ask about for fear of getting hurt.