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name:Jhoi Lerum
birth day:26th of may
age:nineteen
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patience was NEVER her virtue
skeptical and undecided
reckless and candid
dreamt of being a killer/assassin
a bum that loves sleep
keeps her friends close
and enemies unnoticed
explosive and violent
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Italian f o o d
Grey's Anatomy
ParaMORE
(ulk emo.)
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Friday, May 2, 2008

my impolite professor rocks 1:55 PM


she's the rude-ST person i know. she had been my professor since last sem and hell, she made me cry for deducting my grade (20 points) just because i forgot to put my set on my freaking test paper. that harsh and austere old woman. tsk. so you might wonder how she rocks our world. well, everyone admire her for being very straightforward and plainspoken rather being soft-spoken as most instructors are. she excites us as she give this mind-boggling questions followed by her offensive commentaries and piques us to think abstrusely, and how she terrorize us with her APO associates and how she makes us evaporate as our class comes to an end. i admire her for she has alot to say, so many things to offer, and have so much compassion to edify our puerile and unseasoned mind.

yesterday i have learned one important thing which is: self and social awareness. an essential thing that motivates and drives us to act upon things or situations.

i am aware that i am caught upon a situation where in i am in the middle of a person and the past. fully aware that i should have done better and backed off instead. absolutely aware that i hated where i stand now for screwing some things. entirely aware that i've been so stupid because they have got into me. totally aware that i am now hurt and i detest 'both'. and i am completely aware that some things are partially my fault BUT i have every right to feel that i abhor 'both'.

vague?

lets go back from where we started. person told what happend and what's the response of the other?
-> : 'forget what happened and just act as if nothing had happen.'
WTF? do you even know what you're trying to say? are you even involve in the situation to have the right to advice? please! you don't even know a single thing. how dare you. i NEVER came for any of your help. you can live without me and surely i can live without you, so don't act as if i am such a big deal because we have never started any damn thing. you were plainly there and so as i, so lets stop this rigmarole and act as if we never existed as before.

being rough is my way out. i don't see anything bad about it. i am just expressing what i feel, and i'm done acting as if nothing had happened. sarcasms = hypocrisies. no wonder. once a bitch, will always a bitch. i am over. i am done. let's just get this over with. if i could just shove to ones face that i loathe, i would do that, but i'm just keeping my composure, but still act as i abhor because i won't ignore how i am fooled around any longer. i am just way out there.

hate me?

so what?

You are everything i wanted,
and more...