true confessions
Friday, August 20, 2004
mood:
- when i was in grade 1, i stole my classmate's froot loops from her peanuts lunchbox during recess. i admitted the crime when she again became my classmate in 3rd year highschool. i am forgiven.
- when i was in grade 2, i had a kidney operation and was out of school for about two weeks. when i got back, my teacher was so interested in seeing my stitches that she made me lift up my skirt and show her while in class. i felt violated. i felt like an alien being dissected.
- when i was in grade 3, i was chewing on two wads of bazooka joe bubblegum while riding the schoolbus on the way home. as i was about to spit the gum out the window, it hit the window rail and fell on the hair of the girl sitting in front of me. no one noticed (not even the girl) so i shut up and never admitted my crime. the next day, she had a bald spot on her head where the gum used to be.
- when i was in grade 4, i developed this desperate crush on a boy in my batch. i still even remember his name: phillip mark santiago. it was my first head-over-heels, he-is-to-die-for, i'd-practice-writing-my-first-name-with-his-last-name love. i learned later that he died in a car accident in the early 90s. phillip - wherever you are - i honestly loved you. rest in peace!
- when i was in grade 5, i cut class for the first time. i also got caught and got sent to the principal's office. my parents were likewise called in for "the hearing."
- when i was in grade 6, i cut class again. i was a year smarter. didn't get caught. enjoyed myself tremendously.
- when i was in grade 7, i got my first period during our christmas party. i was wearing white pants. oh yes, quite a number of people saw my coming into womanhood.
- when i was in first year high, seat assignments were given by the teacher, and i purposely cheated my way into getting the prize seat in the classroom. i was seated between the two cutest guys in class. i was in heaven for a year. i was also the envy of all the girls. ah, bliss!
- when i was in second year high, i nearly drowned. i honestly thought i was going to die, until i felt a man's hand touch my ass and raise my body above the water. it was the one and only time i appreciated a man's touch on my ass (ex-boyfriends and fiance exluded, of course).
- when i was in third year high, i realized i may be smarter than i thought as i got into the honors class. hated it for about 3 hours. loved it from then onwards.
- when i was in fourth year high, i got my first boyfriend and with it came my first kiss. got terribly traumatized. yes, he was THAT bad. i compare the experience with drowning, sans the ass touching (see #9). i couldn't breathe and it was very wet. eeewwww!
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