Man, in the few times I actually bother to blog whatever shit happens in my life at the moment it's either something very boring and insignificant or something very bad. In this case, it's the latter. This time, strangely enough, it isn't about my sordid love life/lust lives nor my future ambitions. The main reason why I'm typing here right now is because there's another uproar in my high school (for just a few more months...!!!). Our dickhead principal out of nowhere backed out of an agreement in authorizing us senior students to have a retreat somewhere in Zambales.

From the intel I've gathered, the Supreme Student Council labored tirelessly to meet the initial demands of our principal. I believe such demands were for them to get the go-ahead from the Division Office, address the cost concerns, and the consent of the parents. I'm not stubborn and I agree that our principal has valid points regarding these but needless to say, the SSG succesfully met all of them.

The Division Superintendent was an okay person I knew personally and she easily agreed to allow us (Good old sport eh?). As for the cost concerns, I don't exactly know how they did it but they managed to get some sponsors and bus transportation enough to accommodate all of us. As for parental consent, that was actually the easy part - the guys and gals allowed come with us and the rest stay home. Easy THAN pie.

It seems it would have been clear sailing for them to have some nice retreat somewhere for physical, emotional, and spiritual reflection.

[note that i said "them" because there's no chance in hell i will be going to the retreat even if my crush was going there. i have to go to some damned solar boat competition for a chance to win some cash, prestige, and salvage my pathetic physics grades....damnit...]

But no...! At the last minute, the bastard backed out! He folded like a goddamned "river boy" [poker guys, you'll get what i mean...]! He went out on his word! Does he have any idea how much sweat and effort was poured into it by the people? All the bastard had to do was to sign a goddamned piece of goddamned paper! Within half an hour after news broke out [courtesy of an exceptionally high-standard teacher...], there was total chaos in the halls of the seniors. Doors were being slammed, chairs being upturned, and the howls of enraged juveniles echoing throughout the building. School authorities responded within limits quickly quelling the growing pendemonioum. Although the seniors were driven to the campus grounds, the discussions continued...there were rumors of boycotts...

That scheistze untermersch better have a goddamned reason for it...and it damn right better be a good one or else there will be absolute hell to pay!



Singing up...

I just signed up in Global Domains International...

*sigh* I hope this isn't a bad investment...I'm starting to think the stock exchange was the *SECURE* option. Securing capital is always a tricky part ever since the merger of my bank account with Bernadette's. Although her banks does have BETTER interest rates than mine, I do not have direct access to my funds...which sorta sucks.

Damnit...only 2 more years until legal age....two miserable years...X_X

The Soldier

It is the Soldier, not the minister
Who has given us freedom of religion.

It is the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us freedom of the press.

It is the Soldier, not the poet
Who has given us freedom of speech.

It is the Soldier, not the campus organizer
Who has given us freedom to protest.

It is the Soldier, not the lawyer
Who has given us the right to a fair trial.

It is the Soldier, not the politician
Who has given us the right to vote.

It is the Soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.