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        Well, I just proved that Internet doesn’t have all. Why? First, I tried looking for my homeworks, which my teacher in literature assigned us to read. I’ve been here for hours and I haven’t got a single thing, well, except for that damn “Pedagogic” by Cirilo Bautista. I know, I have heard that name before but I don’t know where and when. I just browsed te poem and I didn’t get it. Maybe I’ll take a second look after this. Second, I tried downloading all sorts of software, just to make my audio system works. But all else failed. So I’m stuck here because I stopped downloading music tracks because I can’t hear any of those. Maybe, I just have to wait for the Electroworld to send me te installer I needed.      

              At school today, there’s nothing worth remarking on. I ran late on my first period because I got on the slowest vehicle on the Phase 14 line. Good thing, it’s not our turn to report yet, although I’m prepared and had brushed off the story again, while I was on the slowest van I’ve ever saw.      

            I dropped by at 7 -11 to buy a bottled water (I think it’s some kind of weird ritual of mine) and Rocklets (the orange one, with nuts inside). I finished the whole pack, before I reached the gate of my school. As i swiped down my ID, I checked the time on the top of the flatscreen television hanging on the elevator that faced the entrance. Jesus, it was already 8:01! I wasn’t in the mood to run but I still hurried up so that I could catch my group’s turn  to present. Luckily, like what I’ve said earlier, it’s not our turn yet. I raced up to the fourth floor and I found my class in room 407, (we sometimes transfer classrooms where LCD’s are available) and without knocking, I entered the classroom. My teacher took notice of me so were my classmates. I ignored their supressed laughing. You know, I’m very used of embarassment. And I tell you, that’s the slightest embarassment I’ve ever felt in my whole life.       

           I sat down to the nearest arm chair, but I wasn’t contented so I transferred beside Spencer. I asked few questions with regards to the report, I already forgot what was his answers. I settled down for few minutes and listened to Miss Barrios as she discussed prose texts.       

          Then, Miss Barrios asked us to went down to Mabini Hall, wherein we have to watch other classes presentation. It’s a bit corny if you ask me, but I watche patiently. Even though I felt out of place, I sat down with Kerwyn, Liezl and Ariane. The next thing I knew, Kristine, Mark and Jerry, had slid down next to my seat to. I stayed quiet for awhile, until Michelle sat with us; in front of Kerwyn to be exact and started talking. I found the topics interesting so I joined in.      

           One of those topics was about that idiot Sean. We laughed at him to the fullest because he made a complete idiot of himself during the Ecorampa. You know, the materials in that fashion show were all recycled, and he appeared to look like garbage, literally, with all those rags and plastics.      

            I spotted the 69 Cosmopolitan Bachelors for this year at Kristine’s hands so I borrowed it. I wasn’t in the mood for commmenting so I let go of it right away after looking with Liezl. I’m glad that Juan Carlos Cuenca (screen name withheld) was in it and made it to the centerfolds.      

           The presentations were bit mushy, but I found Leny’s group awesome. Also was Robel’s (my blog partner). Robel’s group was the grand winner. It was cool, you know, having a  Black-Eyed Peas song in the presentation.       

            The crowd totally liked it. We even respond with “Listen up yoh’s and listen closely yo’s” when the rapper sung the APL song. And that James dude was oozing with appeal. He drove Kristine crazy as he sung that salamat song.       

           Anyway, she asked me, if I felt fine yesterday, because Mark hogged all the chances of me speaking during the report. I said I was, and it’s the truth, but I intentionally appear to be gloomy to make them see that I wasn’t happy. It’s better that way because I’m not good in speaking and I’m sure that Mark will perfectly cover for it.      

           The conversation went like this:

Kristine: Regine, are you happy with yesterday’s report? You know, Mark didn’t gave you a long time talking.

Me: It’s okay…. (I appeared to be gloomy)

Kristine: Are you sure it was fine with you?

Me: Yeah. (Considering that I have fear of talking in front issues)

Mark: (who suddenly joined in) Regine and I talked about that.

Me: Don’t worry about it. It’s all fine with me.        

          Thank God, the show was over. I squeezed my way out, and I found some people playing board games in the corridor. I tried looking for contenders and I made Cyra to convince JR to play with me. We got a board, but we realized that there were some missing pieces. JR took shells from the sungka and used it as a substitute for the lost pieces.      I beat JR 2 to zero. I haven’t changed, I guess.      

          Well, I was feeling lazy, so I decided to go home, but I didn’t because I just past the clock at the top of the elevator, in front of the rector’s office. It was to early to go home, so I went to my Englsih class instead. I forgot Lane was absent so I waited for her. It turned out that we’re not gonna discuss anything because we were so suppose to go the library to do our research. I think I’ve mentioned the kind of research we’re gonna have; the one about FHM. I insisted to do the “Reproduction of Shrimps and Crabs” research paper, but Mr. Cerda just turned it down because he thought it was too difficult. That’s why I’m stuck with this paper. The worst part is I had the laziest classmates as my group.        

          It’s not that my friend Lane is lazy, but she’s an athlete and volleyball player, which is, her sport is her number one priority. Anyway, she’s no help, because with volleyball or none, I don’t like her sentences structure. Sarina and Krisjohn were part of the group also, but I don’t rely too much on them because: I barely see Sarina, and like Lane, KJ is a varsitarian (he’s the younger brother of the great Captain Bang). I guess, I’m on my own.         

           I went to the library and on my, I saw Vincent and the guy who look like Winnie the Pooh (according to Kathleen and the is true). I wait up on them. Mark V. and Martha stopped also to buy an ice cream cone. We went altogether. I checked in the library and sat with Georwyn Victor, with his pal, James. See, both guys are nice and I know them for almost half and a year for now. We just talked and laughed, until I felt like I wanna go home. I checked out the Half Blood Prince and the librarian told me that he has an e book of the seventh Harry Potter, all I need to do is to provide him the flash disk. I guess, I will do it tommorow.       

          I dropped by at 7-11 and bought carbonated water and hotdog sandwich, then rode home.       

          I reached home by two o’clock in the afternoon. I read the book I borrowed ’til I fell asleep. My eyes automatically opened by five o’clock, so I rose from my bed and prepared myself to go to Benedict’s. I went first to Charlene’s place to borrow some money because I have to pay something.        

          On my way to Benedict’s house, I saw Patrick. He was still wearing his uniform. I tried to catch up on him to say hi, but it seems that when he saw me, he speeded up his pace. Whatever.      

         Ben’s mom wan’t there yet so they didn’t let me in. Good. I just hope they won’t call on our house when Kyle XY starts. So then I went home and went online while waiting for KYLE XY.

KYLE XY: Blame It On The Rain (EPISODE 6)                   

           In the middle of a strong storm in the early morning, Declan comes knocking at Kyle’s window. I am very surprised that Kyle let him in, despite of Lori’s grudge on him (the virginity thing, you know)       

         When the rain comes in everyone is cooped up inside and secrets start to come out. After a rough night of nightmares, Kyle is troubled about his lack of knowledge and begins to wonder if he will ever find out who he really is. Because of the rainstorm, everyone stays inside and plays with an Ouja board. Lori got te board from Josh’s bedroom, and Josh refused to open it because it was covered with porn magazines.         

          It was Lori’s birthday, so Kyle was curios when was his birthday. With the Ouija, he asks for his birthday and gets the response 7-8-1-2-2-7. Unable to identify this, Josh just enters it into his notebook (te Kyle File). Kyle’s frustration only builds when he finds Josh’s notebook, which chronicles the alien-like traits Kyle has. With everyone’s theories and now the nightmares, Kyle becomes determined to find out who he is and where he comes from. His curiosity is piqued even more after a chance encounter with Tom Foss, whom he strangely recognizes.Meanwhile, Lori is dismayed that the rainstorm is keeping her cooped up in the house with Declan. She asks him why he is at the Trager house; he is reluctant to tell her at first. Later she finds out the real reason, yet connects with him as a “friend.”

Later, Kyle recognizes the raincoat-clad man he saw in his dream when he sees a picture of Prof. Kern, reported in the morning newspaper as missing.At the end, detective Breen flips over a card (similar to a credit card in shape, etc.) that has the mysterious logo on it. On the back is the number “781227.” And Lori was generous enough to share her birthday to Kyle. Lori taught Kyle how to wish on a birtday cake, and Kyle was happy because his wish came true; Amanda, who was in Trager house, kissed Kyle on the cheeks. Josh was happy, too, to know that Kyle wasn’t mad at him anymore, because of his alien theory, which I found very funny.The title comes from the Milli Vanilli song of the same name, I guess.After the show, I played the movie I rented earlier.MR. BEAN’S HOLIDAY         Mr. Bean won a vacation trip to Cannes. Because of him, a boy departed from his father. He intended to bring the boy to his father and encountered funny hindrances on his way, including the stupid looking director (Willem Dafoe) and not-that-pretty budding actress, Sabine.       In the end, Mr. Bean’s quest of the beach was rewarded. He got a sunny view from te camera.