after school the whole batch had practice for the cheering competition. it was two hours of complete boredom/torture. imagine the whole second year batch crammed together in a hot and stuffy room with the band playing redundant music in our ears while i wanted to kick some pep squad leaders' asses for being such bossy dickheads. as if it's out fault that the batch seems to be mentally incapable sometimes..haha..

oh, yeah. i finally received the continuation of sir vince's poem..

inialay

sinu-sino ba ang nagakala
na ika'y aking papakawalan
iyon ay aking katangahan
walang ginawa,
pinabayaan.
ngunit 'di ko parin mahanap sa puso ko
ang pagmamahal na ibinigay
sa iyo lamang iyon
lahat ng iyon
sa 'yo inialay.

it was sweet. but it doesn't change the fact that i still am angry with what he did or most likely, what he did not do. though, let's face it. i still love the guy. nevermind that he's being a jerk.