Today is Friday the 13th. Before this day, the teacher had warned us to finally finish the paper works by Friday and reminded us about Friday the 13th.
Friday the 13th is said to be an unlucky day.
Hmmmmmmmmmm
I don't really believe it and it doesn't scare me.
But, there are some things happened today which I almost believed that today is an unlucky day.
①Case considered to be unlucky
In the morning, there was a short quiz in mathematics.
I was so sure that I studied about the topic.
When I tried to solve it, suddenly, I seemed to forget all.
It was like my mind became blank.
This is not my first time that happened to me.
Recently, I tend to forget things easily.
But I don't really take this matter seriously.
After that happened, I made sure I answered 20 math problems for self-study again.
I was a little bit disappointed with myself.
Why do I forget important things?
②Case considered to be unlucky
Another case that happened within this week was I was instructed by my teacher. It was a simple instruction.
After my teacher instructed me, another teacher approached me and asked me about something which probably made me distracted and made me forget that there's a teacher who instructed me.
I realized after 1 hour the teacher instructed me something. I tried to remember it, really. But I forgot it. So I went approached her only to ask to repeat what she instructed me 1 hour ago.
I TOTALLY forgot what she instructed to me, really. Even a single idea about it couldn't come up in my mind until I asked her what was it.
I wonder being occupied with a lot of thoughts has something to do with me becoming forgetful.
③Considered to be unlucky
In the afternoon, I walked with my short, kind girl classmate who is the top class student. We were searching for someone in the school(in-charge of the reproduction of copies) but it was very difficult to find him. We couldn't see him. My classmate commented that we are like playing hide-and-seek.
We went to the principal's office in hopes of finding him. But he was not there. There, we saw さとうさん (Japanese male student) sitting in the sofa. I didn't do eye to eye contact with him. But as for my classmate, I don't know if she did eye to eye contact with him.
Then, we went outside the office. Then, I let my excited self be seen by my classmate.
I said to her, "did you see that?"
Even without mentioning a name, she could understand what I meant. And she showed to me her excited self too. Maybe, both of us feel the same way towards that Japanese
Then, she suggested something to me.
"Why don't you talk to him and ask him about where is that teacher?", she said to me.
At first, I hesitated. "Isn't it embarrassing?", I thought.
But I said, "OK." to her.
But before we came back to the office,
I said to her that we should practice.
We were near the door and the door shows reflection of ourselves.
We practiced speaking some things.
She suggested to me to use JAPANESE.
After practicing, we inhaled and exhaled.
She told that this is an opportunity to talk with that Japanese even for a little bit.
I agreed so.
Then, we went back to the office. I was about to speak to him after doing what I and my classmate practiced when suddenly, whom we were searching for came in the office.
In the end, we were not able to speak to the Japanese sitting in the sofa.
All we did was like "sigh"
What we practiced went to nothing.
My classmate said we missed a good opportunity. And I agreed so.
But anyway, there is still next time, probably.
Oh
me being like this... YUCK
But my classmate said I'm teen so it's normal to be like that. w
Thinking about the things that happened, I thought "is Friday the 13th really an unlucky day?"
hmmm I'm still wondering
This week, I am assigned to take post in the admin. building.
By 7:20, I must be heading there, with my partner.
My partner for the week is my dark chocolate schoolmate (he is from other section). Actually, dark chocolate classmate and I are relative desu.
He knows about some of my friends on the internet.
When I walked towards the building, the male eyeglasses Japanese student passed by. He looks cool to me. He doesn't look anywhere. Well, that's what Japanese do. I think eastern culture doesn't include staring other people.
Ummmmm
It's been 4 months that he's staying in the school.
I wanted to greet that Japanese, learn Japanese, talk in Japanese and be friends with him........................
but I just couldn't.
Some girls tease me about it. It's kind of troublesome for me.
My intention might be misunderstood if I greet that Japanese.
But If i don't care about what others say, it'll be no problem for me. But, I care.
What should I do? Am I going to allow to end this school year without making Japanese friend in real world? This is my chance to learn about Japanese more ('coz japanese is my interest).
I tried to think about what I have.
I thought, "It's okay if I don't become friends with that Japanese student 'coz I have good and amazing Japanese internet friends anywaaaaaaay)."
But a second thought came
"wouldn't you feel good more if U have new Japanese friend?"
みなさま、I think, I need to have courage.
I want to greet that Japanese without being seen by other students.
Oh
I seemed to be obsessed in wanting to become friends with that Japanese.
Do I like that Japanese?
Hmmmm
When I saw him, I got excited inside. When he was gone, my real facial expression was seen by my relative, dark chocolate classmate.
I covered my face with a handkerchief and kept on showing like this facial expression:
XD
He asked me what's up with me.
He asked me if I am excited and why is that.
And he suspected "Ohhh is it because of ____? (japanese's student's name)"
I nodded and he teased me.
Maybe, I like that Japanese not in a romantic way.
Maybe, I like him because he got grew in Japanese society, having Japanese culture which is cool.
So is the reason why I like him is that he is cool??
Hmmm
Japanese characteristics include being kind and neat. I like that.
But is that really the reason why I like that Japanese??
I remember my girl classmate talking about things like this. I listened to her. And some of my boy classmates who listened to her told me "oi Diiinnnggggg, don't U enter in things like thissssssss and don't follow her!! Because you are still young!"
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Just awhile ago, in the restaurant, while my mom ate fruits, my mom and dad had a conversation.
There was a certain topic from them that led to another topic which is the main topic that I am going to share today.
It's about one of the company's contractor who is old rich 62 year old fat man and has 4 concubines (maybe) having children from each of them. .
I heard it is said by a worker of the contractor that the rich fat man had only married the 1st woman.
But the 3rd woman and the rich fat man himself said that he never married any of them. If so, his children are illegitimate.
Lately, he parted from his 3rd woman. At first, I heard his kids with his 3rd woman insisted them not to be separated. And now, I heard that the kids want them to be separated because they have witnessed that their father has another woman. (Note: In my country, Divorce is not a legal procedure for a married couple to be allowed to be separated. Only annulment)
Given the information that the man is already 62 years old and still slept with another younger woman, I thought he reminded me of Pablo Picasso whose libido was highly active even at his old age.
In this situation, I wonder why the 4th woman allowed herself to sleep with rich man despite his old age and currently had a woman with their kids.
Is it that she wants to change her lifestyle to a better one? Or is it what you call "love" ?
I don't know. It seems complicated.
Considering about the rich old man being womanizer and the love affairs he had, I wonder what do his children feel about it. One of his children seems to be 8 years old and I am a bit concerned about his growth.
The feeling a child gets from having a broken family might instill in his mind 'till he grows up.
It may negatively affect the behavior of the child.
I just hope his mother does her best to take care of her children.
If my teacher in Christian Living were to say about this, probably, he'd say
"This is morally wrong. Adults shouldn't show acts like these to children."
Adults tend to be blind sometimes. Can't help it.
The man seems to never be contented about what he has now.
Man wants to satisfy his desires. One of those is happiness.
It's natural as human being. Can't blame him.
Although the old rich fat man is a womanizer, he seems to be a kind man.
I brought some snacks and box of fruit juice to school for me and my classmates who paid me.
There was an unexpected happening.
Some students were requested to join in this certain dance group and hbe practice for today's presentation.
I joined because it requires 20 people (every year level) and some of my classmates wouldn't join.
We had practice in dancing today for only 2-3 hours.
Of course, during the presentation, I think our dance didn't look good and our movements weren't in harmony. But おつかれさま。
Our dance was like prostitute's.
The choreographer is my gay classmate who grew a little bit tall because of puberty.
The group mainly consists of girls.
Many girls insisted to the choreographer to change the dance steps and movements because it is too "showy" as girl.
Yeah, I thought it was also like "showy" but I never did say anything against what the choreographer wants.
The gay choreographer seemed to be more skillful in dancing a dance that's like erotic than me and my girl classmates.
During the practice, we appeared to be lazy and tired and sleepy. As a result, we could never be in synchronization.
to be continued
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The yellow green scissors with frog face in it
It's not mine.
It's my youngest brother's scissors.
I thought it was cute.
I took and kept it in my room.
It was kind of special to me.
My scissors have been borrowed by some of my classmates. I warned them that if they'd lose my scissors, I'd fine them 10 coins
Those who borrowed it lost my scissors. I couldn't find the culprit for the scissors were being passed through many hands of different students. So no one could pay me 10 coins.
Scissors was needed for props making. I decided to discontinue keeping my brother's yellow green scissors in my room. I decided to use it and let my classmate borrow it. I warned again that if he lost it, he'd pay me 10 pesos.
Then, he lost it. I wasn't persistent at reminding him that he should pay me 10 pesos as what we had agreed. Because he said to me "I'll try to find it, ding". And that made me decide to give him a chance.
Days passed. And I, I haven't received the scissors yet. I'm still hoping that the cute yellow green scissors of my brother will be returned.
Yesterday, the costume for the dance were being distributed.
But some weren't able to receive the costume. Because the dressmaker wasn't finished yet at making it.
She said she would try to finish all today at 5:30 AM.
Okay.
My short girl teacher who seems to have high blood pressure (very angry) instructed us to come at school at 6:30 AM for we'll have practice for the dance. That's very early. But it is important to practice at that time. Because our dance is kind of まだOKじゃあないです。
The dance festival will start at 1:00 PM. And it will be presented under the heat of the sun.
I set the alarm clock to ring at 5:00 AM.
It rang at 5:00 AM. But before that, I was already awake.
Because the car is noisy.
I guessed it wasn't a person who made the car noisy. It's our dog, maybe. It alarmed many times.
Now it is 5:15 AM.
I'll prepare myself now.
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Today's temperature is 31 Celsius degrees.
It's hot.
Almost everybody was playing games and sports today.
And for me, it wasn't my turn yet (tomorrow will be my turn to play game called tug of war).
I was taking pictures of my classmates cheering for volleyball players.
And after I had taken enough pictures, I looked for the green big trash can.
I wanted to clean the room where my classmates make the props for the dance festival to be presented few days from now.
Through the kindness of those care takers of the school in answering my question, I was able to find the big green trash can.
I went back to the room dragging the big green trash can with small wheels. And I saw the new Japanese student with his younger sister.
He seems to be handsome and a loner. I remember I have once talked to him in Japanese before. Around 2 minutes. I was able to talk to him because my classmates ordered me to do so.
I thought I wanted to talk to him more but I was embarrassed about my Japanese (my Japanese sentence might sound weird). I wanted to say hi to him whenever we walk passed with each other but I couldn't. I just couldn't do it because he is... Japanese? lol なぜかわかりないです、たぶん。
'til now, I wished to become friends with that めがね日本人男 in school. But I don't do anything to become friends with him. lol
I really wish we become friends.
How do I start a conversation with a Japanese in real life?
I don't know. lol
It's an opportunity to talk with a Japanese having near age as mine in real life. But I do not do anything to grab that opportunity. lol
Maybe, I am only up to observing that Japanese. No talking. Sigh.
After I almost finish clearing up the mess my classmates made for how many days, I returned the big green trash can to its original place. I had to walk to reach to that original place.
Then, I saw a kid being alone in the school bus. After dragging the trash can to its original location, I went to him and started a conversation with him and asked many questions. I thought he was cute.
All he did to answer me was to NOD for yes and shake his head to indicate it's NO.
I know his mom.
His mom was my teacher in CLF 2 years ago.
I liked his mom.
So I said to him in the end, "give regards to your mom from me. OK?"
He nodded.
"Promise?", I said
He nodded.
And I said to gimme five.
:-)
It was a few days ago when I heard again this song.
As usual, I was seated in the left part of the 2nd back seat of the car, relaxing myself, and dozed off.
A series of different songs were automatically played as my father drove the car.
One song which I listened to very carefully was this song.
The opening of the song gave me a feeling of melancholia.
I opened my eyes and looked at the outside images as my father drove the car.
It made me pensive for a time.
The scenes that I saw which had passed triggered my old memories.
My memories with that professional Japanese artist, my teacher's sad childhood memories, the nice summer days with my cousins in my grandmother's place surrounded with several green trees, the time when I was happy because I had overcome a problem, the time when I had graduated from being in denial about my feelings, school days, kind friends on the internet, days at home with my family, the tenderness I felt from some people, etc.
Although the song contains only few lyrics,
and that it seems to be a love song for lovers,
it never failed to leave an effect on a young person like me who has not engaged in a romantic relationship.
I like everything in this song.
As time goes on, I realize
Just what you mean to me.
And now, now that you're near,
Promise your love that I've waited to share
And dreams of our moments together.
Color my world with hopes of loving you
Because of the people I have encountered, I am who I am today.
For the future generation, I must keep on moving forward.
Tonight, it seemed that I did plenty of things. There were a lot of tasks to be done by me. It's about school things. I received a text message coming from my friend asking me to do the task she's supposed to do. I was okay with it. But I did not reply.
Doing friend's task adds to the things I did tonight.
When I think that I have plenty of things to do tonight, I usually get head ache, sleepy eyes and worries.
It's like, a monster is absorbing my mind and I try to resist.
But this time, I didn't really get head ache and worries. I could even watch a program (Living in Mars) in National Geographic on TV despite having plenty of tasks (I don't watch TV so much). While watching it, I thought was nice of me to be fed with knowledge and what the speakers was saying could enhance my vocabulary and ideas. I gave some of my time for that. I thought it's good for me.
I could write script about a part in Siegfried's Death to be acted by my group mares. I could finish expressing my opinion for editorial part in the newspaper (in our classroom only). I could finish studying some parts of St. Augustine's life for the quiz bowl tomorrow in which I am a participant.
I feel quite confident for tomorrow after finishing my tasks for today. :-)
I want to wish to be feeling like this everyday. But a part of me tells me not to wish for anything.
Oyasumi
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