BLOG#4

The Elixir of life that feeds my life is slowly fading. The wrinkles in my face are starting to go deeper. My vision is starting to fade and my bones are slowly aching.  I have nearly a week to live.

The twins, Sophie and Josh, both of them are awakened. I have thought them all of the known elemental magic and they need to learn the art of combat. Joan of Arc and Scathach the warrior are still missing. They are still trapped in the Jurassic Period because of Niccolo Machiavelli’s trap using the ley gates.  I was hoping they would help me train the twins but Saint-Germain still cannot rescue them.

And my wife, Perenelle, I haven’t found her current location. Palamedes said it is somewhere in South East Asia. I don’t know, maybe in the Philippines. Who knows? I am worried, very worried.

At these desperate times, I cannot trust anyone only those who I know are most loyal to me. There is only one person I can trust in Asia, my old friend and my fellow immortal, Allysa.

We will go there as fast as we can and train the twins of legend to be the ones who will put a stop to the war of the Elders.

                                                                                From the Day Booke of Nicholas Flamel, Alchemyst

Writ this day,  on the birth of our Lord

In San Francisco, my adopted city

 The prophecy of the Twins of Legend is slowly starting.

I have been informed that the Book of Abraham the Mage is in the hands of the Dark Elders. In the wrong hands, this book will give massive destruction not just to the world but also to the shadow realms. The book has the power to reverse time itself. It can make a new world out of this world and it can give massive chaos to the whole planet. It has the power to cure all diseases, help the poor, and give hope to those who do not have the will to live. This book is one of the most powerful things in this world and no one must give it to the wrong hands.

Just yesterday, Dr. John Dee called me and asked for my assistance. I never wanted to take sides. I never needed to, I readily said to him NO. Dr. John Dee knows me. He knows he can never change my mind no matter what happens.  He hung up the phone and I slowly smiled in delight. Dr. John Dee will never ask me for help if it wasn’t a serious situation. I thought to myself that it is starting to get exciting. Whatever Flamel is planning, well, it is working. Dr. John Dee is panicking. If you are in such a hurry you are bound to make a mistake. Dr. Dee always does that. He will never please the his Dark Elders like this.

Fortunately, I don’t have an Elder to follow. Thank God for that. My immortality is from a very  secret place. I am Asian, we love to keep secrets. Not even Flamel knows such things.

I have lived through different eras and dynasties. I am known to be one of the most ancient and amazing fighters in my time. And still am.  I gained immortality when I was about 15 years old, I am not sure. I’ m currently 846 years old. I am far older than most countries.

While I was day dreaming, I heard panting from a distance. I have heightened senses so I can easily hear 

this. I also recognized a voice. Nicholas Flamel, I thought. I was right. I opened the door before they even knocked. My hunch was right. Flamel it was. A different Flamel though, he looks a bit older.

“Hello, Old Friend”, Flamel greeted with an exhausted smile

“Yes, VERY old”, I answered and smiled back

I raised my eyebrows at the two kids beside Flamel. I looked at him and I pointed my head at them. He nodded. It was as if we were reading our minds and the two kids looked puzzled. But I really was.

It was my earliest gifts. The gift of having the power to control my aura and focus it on my brain to hear people’s thoughts. I can hear their thoughts and I can feel what they are feeling. It is an annoying gift. I’m lucky I figured out how to control it when there are a lot of people around. That would be a headache. Imagine, thousands of people talking in your head at the same time. It could make you mad, seriously.

I knew what they were thinking, how can a small girl be a warrior and attain immortality.

“I am not just a simple girl, I have lived through worlds, defeated enemies that you could not even imagine and I am the only one that could help you at this time. Nicholas, Dee called for my help.” I said to the lot of them.

“And you said no, nothing different about that.” He answered smiling

“Of course, I hate that guy. And I think I know where your wife is.” I answered with no pity in my voice

He looked at me surprised and I laughed

“I know everything, Nicholas.”  I smiled at him

I went to the kitchen and didn’t wait for his answer. He followed me and I knew he was hungry. These things require a lot of aura and a lot of aura requires a lot of energy and a lot of energy requires a lot of food. Good thing I have food. I prepared them their food and there they ate like pigs. It’s been a while since I’ve been with friends.

I told them to go upstairs and change. I gave them a fresh set of clothes and they slept like bears. I didn’t even bother to wake them. I thought it must have been a very tough day. They slept for like 12 hours. I thought to myself. How the heck could people sleep like that?

They finally woke up. I told Flamel that we have to train them now. We went to the back of the house. It had such an amazing view. I have lived here for about a decade and I never got sick of the view. Living on a mountain beside a cliff may seem dangerous but actually it was the most peaceful thing. There were training gears everywhere and a small peace place at the corner for meditation. I may be Christian but I need to calm myself most of the time. I am a peaceful person. I hate war.

I looked at the twins and looked at Flamel with an expression like what the heck did you do to these kids. I gave the boy a Spatha, a short Roman Sword. And gave the girl a dagger made out of Celestial Bronze. They looked at me in awe and I winked.

I told them to destroy the monsters and looked at me like I was the craziest girl on earth. I and Flamel sat on comfortable chairs, sipping tea and watched them look for enemies. We acted as if we attained Nirvana. Okay, I’ m acting like a Buddhist. Josh got punched in the face out of thin air and Sophie somehow became upside down. Flamel and I clanked our cups together and smiled.

“Torc Upra, classic”  Flamel told me

“ I command them now” I answered

“What the-?!” Josh shouted

“These creatures are just like Torc Alta” I told them

“You mean like wereboars?”  Sophie said and I nodded

“What are they?” Josh said then suddenly a Torc Upra punched him.

“Were-chameleons” I smirked

Torc Upra  are creatures of Hecate. They have the power to turn into human form, just like those werewolves in the movies but those things are just stereotypes. You cannot be a Were-chameleon just by biting. These things are clans and you could only attain this by blood. The Torc clan are one of the most ancient clans of them all. They’ve lived in this world just before the earth began. Torc Upra are like chameleons. They adapt themselves to their habitat and avoid being seen. They don’t really look like chameleons. They are giant chameleons when they are in animal form. If they are in human form, they have the structure of humans but not fully human.

They were so surprised that they dropped their weapons. The Torc Upra looked as if they were playing around with the kids.

They battled like a couple of morons. Nicholas then ran out of patience after half an hour of running. He told them to feel not look. To use their heightened senses and to concentrate. They did so and after a bit of a struggle, they finally defeated the Torc Upra. After that, I gave them a cup of tea and a plate of rice cakes. They ate as if they’ve never eaten for a week. I was amazed of what I saw and felt. I finally felt care. I want to help these children in every way that I can.

I told them to play or something and they smiled at me and nodded. I walked to Nicholas and smiled at him. 

I read his mind and nodded. We sat together and talked about things we never talked about before. The view was really amazing. The blue sky, the beautiful clouds and nature. It was such a beautiful and peaceful sight. I told him I finally picked a side. I pick his and I will help him find his wife. He was very happy about what he heard.

“Welcome back, my friend.” Nicholas said.

We sipped some more tea and we readied our stuff for the trip to Manila, where his wife is being kept hostage at Intramuros.

We set course to Manila and here starts the greatest adventure of my life.

To You

Dear Kuya Thogie,

                  It has been a while since the day you've left CavSci and get to your college school. How are you? I hope you are doing good. What's your course? Are you doing good? Uh, where are you studying? Before there were lots of questions in my mind. For almost a year, it was you who became my reason to go to school and strive harder in studying. I didn't care about what will my friends say if they found out. I've been fine of loving you alone. I got used to hiding it to myself because I was afraid. You do not know me.  Sometimes, I do wonder if you know I exist. Right, until now. I was very sad when I learned that you got a girlfriend. That was the time I cried to my friends. I couldn't contain the feelings. I feel like exploding. And honestly I felt some kind of anger to you and to myself. It was mistake for loving you more than you could ever love me. I'm still here, in the place you've left me. I don't want to wait anymore. But I just want to tell you the feelings I once had, thought it was real, but then it just became a part of my high school journey. Thank you for inspiring me to work harder. I've realized greater things to do in life. Don't worry. I'm fine. Take care always. :)

Love,
Allysa Mae

My Teacher My Hero

                                       
                       Teachers are an inspiration to all of us. They give unconditional care and love to the students that they are teaching. Even though, Their job is very hard, they still do their best in everything that they do.

                       The teacher that inspired me the most was my Grade 6 teacher, Ms. Anita P. Ilog. She is very strict but I know that she just cares so much for her students. She helped me push my self and give more efforts in my studies. She knew that I can do more, so much more. She gave me inspiration and a new outlook in life. Before, I was very very shy. I barely talk in classes and didn't have any friends. Ms. Ilog helped me get out of my shell and make the most of my life.

                       We must appreciate teachers and enjoy the time that we have with them. They maybe strict but this is for us also. We must learn to be responsible for them and be something in the future.

Reaction on Comedy Of Errors

                                       

              Comedy of Errors, another confusing and amazing piece of William Shakespeare. William Shakespeare is known for his amazing pieces and Comedy Of Errors is one of his best. It's full of twists and turns that you wouldn't expect in the play.

                                Comedy Of Errors in my opinion, is a great piece. Even though, it was quite confusing but very amusing at the same time. It was even more confusing when the twins have the same names and the only thing that you can distinguish them from each other is where they grew up. The story gets better and better when you read it. The story gives you the thought that Shakespeare cannot just write tragedies but he can also write comedies. As the story widens, the story gets clearer and clearer and the confusion of the readers  will stop and they will understand the story very well.

                        Comedy of Errors is really an amazing piece and I know that even little kids will enjoy it.

To be or not to be

To be or not to be

That is the question

Whether to live a life of lies and hate

or to help people achieve their fate

To be or not to be

That is the question

To give what you can to the people in need

or to see them suffer and weep

To be or not to be

That is the question

To live the path of darkness

Or to live a life of a noble

                                               
              In our life, there are lots of tests that we will encounter. God will constantly test how strong we are and how far we can go. That is life. In third year high school students, there is what we call National Career Assessment Test.

                                            The National Career Assessment Test or known as NCAE. Is supposed to help us in choosing what career we plan in the future. The NCAE was developed to improve the quality of secondary education graduates entering college.  It aims to maintain the highest quality of education in the Philippines by leading the flow of students to courses in post-secondary institutions of learning matching their aptitude to promote national development. This test assesses the abilities of students that will help them in their future jobs.

                                         This test actually helps a lot. Most of the students are not sure about what they would do in college or what course they would take.

I am Legend

I am Legend

                       I, Nicholas Flamel, am a world-renowned alchemist.

                   Many People curse me for not being garrulous about the Book of Abraham  the Mage. The Book of Abraham The  Mage contain the secrets of Alchemy which are, the Elixir of life, that helps a person attain immortality and also the Philosopher's Stone that turns normal material into precious gems or gold. The book has been passed on to me by a hag. She begged me for the book and i, being one of the most affluent men in France, readily bought it without knowing the magic it contains.

                  As the years pass by, i learned the secrets of Alchemy and was able to be a faitour  to death itself. 

                   People think that I'm dead. My tomb is in France and has an amazing epitaph that makes it look quite awesome. Unfortunately, Perenelle didn't think it was awesome. She just wanted us to disappear and I thought it was ridiculous.

                   And now, 666 years has passed since i learned the secrets. I am still alive of course, and still looks ephebe. This still makes me the legend. 

                  Currently, I am living in the crazy city of New York. Me and Perenelle uses lots of epithets to hide our true selves like what I'm using now, Nick Fleming and Perenelle is, Perry Fleming. But they consider my real name as a pseudonym. Of the 50 years that I lived here, I have observed that there are a lot of knaves, buffoons, connoisseurs, and obnoxious and uncouth people. I wonder how I could actually vociferate there things in such a long time? This gave me such a difficult time living here in New York. I told my wife, Perenelle Flamel, to leave but she's too busy in her claque. She doesn't even ask if i acquiesce such a decision of hers. What if our cover will be discovered? Tisss. You could tell that she is really contumacious but after all that, I always will love her. My wife, Perenelle, and I had a tryst that we will never ever leave each other's side. It was sort of sweet at that time. This decade, I plan to be a book seller, which is one of my favorite occupations. I constantly say piffle things to my customers that makes them feel annoyed and they will tell me to appease and we will have a little harangue. It was fun. Very Fun.

                      I went to the depot, which is a very vacuous space that only has one cupboard that contains the Book of Abraham the Mage.  The cupboard is filled with defenses and spells that I cast through the years.

                     I plan to make a new set of the Elixir of Life for us to resuscitate the years that went by. And also to relieve the ennui that I feel right now. Perenelle follows carrying a tray full of parfait, which is my favorite, and she wears her usual green babushka that matches her pure green eyes that makes her look even more beautiful. She kissed me in the cheek and watched me as I work. After all that, I and Perenelle got into our coupe. It was kind of small but it's all we have. As we drove, we saw an affray of teenagers that think they know everything. Please, I am MUCH better knowing than you people. I lived in the papacy of the first Pope. I was an assignee of Queen Elizabeth I herself. I was a courtier in the royal court and a punctilious one also. They are very annoying. Just looking at them disgusts me. I tried to quaff it off but it was really annoying. Dr. John Dee, a sleuth and also immortal, asked  me to go on a rendezvous/assemblage of all the immortals in the world. I, Perenelle and Scathach, I and Scathach have a sort of consanguineous relationship, had a unanimous decision to boycott the meeting and just leave. We thought of it as coy and superfluous. We weren't waiting for our queue to become an entourage and a plebiscite of Dr. Dee. We met Scathach and saw her holding her diaphragm and can't breathe properly. We immediately gave her medicine. Scathach has a medical condition, she has asthma. We attended her baccalaureate. It's amazing because she looks like a 14 year old girl but she is actually 2000 years old.We celebrated and guzzle drank and ate in McDo, Scathach's favorite fastfood restaurant. This girl is very auspicious and a very skilled warrior. While we were there, we noticed a taciturn man wearing such weird clothes and Perenelle also told me that a coiffeur was gazing at her in the salon. At that moment, we were under surveillance by Dr. John Dee.After Scathach's graduation; we flew to Switzerland to hide. There we smelled rotten eggs~ sulfur. Sulfur is the smell of Dr. Dee's aura. We knew that he wanted the book. We knew that he was going to kill us so that's why he wanted to meet us so badly. Perenelle is a very good sorceress, magician, and even necromancer. She wouldn't have any trouble beating him but he was not alone. He brought golems, zombies, even furies and monsters. There are also rats and birds everywhere. He was using them as Eyes. He even brought the Morrigan, the Crow Goddess. Scathach and I distracted them and tried to hold them off while Perenelle was casting an incineration spell. The spell wiped off Dr. Dee's army. I and Dr. Dee fought until the end. He was hard to beat because I didn't do much magic either than making gems and gold out of rocks and making the Elixir of Life but with the help of Perenelle and Scathach, We were able to beat him and restore peace in the world.

Dr. John Dee

Artist's rendition of Perenelle Flamel

                        

        

Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel's house in France

 

Tombstone of Nicholas Flamel in France

Artist's Rendition of Scathach

Artist's Rendition of The Morrigan

INTRAMS! :))

                   Intramurals are a series of games that every student are allowed to play in. It is actually quite a fun event. Mainly because, it gives us a break from all of those books and notebooks that we are so familiar of. It allows us to expand our learnings not just in academics but also in sports.

                   Intramurals not only gives students a chance to develop their sport ability, It also helps us establish our sense of teamwork. Intramurals proves that us students not only excel in academics but in sports as well. Intramurals gives students a new way to express themselves.  Our intramurals now is really just as amazing as it always was. Even though it rained a lot. It was alright.

                  Intramurals is really enjoyable. It helps students in ways that people cannot imagine. It relieves so much stress from schoolwork and books.

English or Filipino?

                                Language, it is another convenient thing that man has come up with. Language was developed as early as the first ages of man, and is continuing to develop. As time passes by, Different countries from different parts of the globe has made their own languages. Language is what binds different people together. Such as, the English language, it is known as the Universal Language because of it being famous around the world. Well, other than the English Language, there is another language that the Filipinos have developed through the years, The Filipino Language. The Filipino language is almost just like the English Language, it's letters, some of it's words came from the English Language. 

                              If I were to choose between our Native Language or the Universal Language. I will choose the English Language. It can be understood by so many people. I can easily communicate with other people around the globe. As you all know, not all people can actually understand the Filipino Language. Not many people can communicate with me. It will be a very hard time. It would feel as if I'm on a dark box with no one to talk with. Imagine a feeling like that? Communication is essential to all of us. Can you image how the cavemen lived with no communication? Languages is just one big part of communication that man has to understand.  Having the ability to be fluent in the English Language brings not just convenience, but another way to express yourself to the whole world. It's like a shortcut. 

                                    The English Language is being used all over the world and almost all of the people on earth can speak this language. The English Language is a way for millions, i mean, billions of people in the world can communicate and understand each other.  

This is My Wonderful World

                        Nature, when you think of it. It gives you such a great feeling. A feeling of comfort and happiness. Just thinking of it makes you feels relaxed and bubbly inside. Nature, is everything around us. It is the air we breathe, the soil we step on, the sky that we admire. Nature has always been like the bodyguards and mother of mankind. Nature secures that mankind is always in a great shape. Nature takes care of mankind in any way it can.

                      As you all know, the earth's ozone layer is depliting, earth's trees are decreasing, many species of life are turning into endangered animals, and especially the problem of pollution. People throw garbage here and there. On the rivers, At sea, even on places you've never thought that mankind would think of polluting. Mankind is constantly harming our beloved Mother Earth. Good thing there are still people that care about Mother Earth. These people are doing everything they can to save what is remaining of Mother Earth. I'm one of those people, You, whoever is reading this, be part of us too. Help save Mother Earth and give the future generations a chance to have a glimpse of the beauty that our Mother Earth has to offer. Let them feel the warm and bubbly feeling when you see Mother Earth. Wouldn't it be a great thought that our Mother Earth would live for billions of years more. Giving more happiness to future generations. Help give a better future for them. Save Mother Earth. :)

                      Let's not abuse what God has given us. Let's preserve it and cherish it. :)

Comic Relief for Romeo and Juliet

                                   Making one person laugh is hard, what if i make all of the people reading my blog laugh. Well, that's even harder. But I'll try my best to give a good laugh for ya' folks.

                                While walking to Verona, Romeo stumbled on something weird. When he looked at it, it was really peculiar. It's a yellow thing with a lightning like tail. He curiously looked at it, but cannot identify what sort of animal it is. He poked it with a stick and it didn't move. He made a conclusion that it was dead and he didn't had to bother about it. He then continued walking. He felt a weird feeling that something was following him. He looked back and nothing was there. He continued walking, and he felt it again and again and again. He glanced behind him and saw the yellow thing. He was furious because it kept following him. He looked at it and it smiled and kept saying the same words "pika-pikachu". He can't understand a thing it was saying and just let it follow him. He heard it's stomach grumble and he burst into laughter and gave it a piece of bread. It was so happy and he decided him to call it pikachu. Cause it's the only thing it can say. He then remembered that her beloved Juliet is dead. He ran as fast as he can and he burst into tears and cried "Juliet~!". Pikachu just tilted his head and followed him. When they reached Verona, So many people stared at Romeo and looked curiously at Pikachu. Romeo then slid Pikachu in his backpack because he might get noticed and someone might know him. He felt a weird spark behind him. Pikachu was emitting some sort of lightning and Romeo was electrocuted. Pikachu panicked and electrocuted him again and again. Romeo was lucky that he was still alive and he ran for dear life to see his beloved Juliet. He reached the tomb, he sobbed and again Pikachu can't understand. He called all his friends and Romeo was surprised to see such unique creatures around him to cheer him up. He burst into tears when he thought of Juliet. Paris came and examined all the weird creatures. Romeo punched him and all the weird creatures attacked Paris. The weird creatures then chased after Paris all over the cemetery. Romeo sobbed beside Juliet's tomb and secretly laughing because Paris is being chased by unknown creatures. A lightning bolt of Pikachu then hit Juliet's tomb and Juliet came back to life. And he punched Paris for acting like an idiot. Because why would he be scared for such cute creatures. Paris ran away crying and Juliet and Romeo named these creatures Pokemon and THE END. XDD

             It's not really that funny but i tried my best. :)

My Family

                                Family is what someone would say, the most important part of your life. They would be there for you no matter what you are and who you are. They would never give up on you no matter how much of a failure you've been. They would love you and give you everything you want if it is for your own good. Family is the definition of life and happines

                                I never had a great family. I never actually felt their love and compassion for me. I try to open up to them but they are the ones closing the door to their hearts for me. I've made wrong turns, I've made wrong decisions but the best decision I've made is not giving up on my family. I know that someday or some point in my life they would learn to care about me. It may not be today but I'm sure someday that would happen. But I'm still lucky to have them because they still take care of me and my grandparents and aunt look after me. They try to give me a better life. Knowing this, I try to return the favor to them by trying my best at school and giving my all. I may not be the best daughter or granddaughter or niece but i try my best to become a better person than what I already am, for my family. My beloved family. :)

                                  Life may not give you the things that you want but with a little faith and a sprinkle of love. Little by little, God will give those to you. Family is what makes me strong enough to conquer all the challenges that life gives me. Family gives me the heart and the soul and also the energy to give my all in every day of my life. It may be a long road ahead of me but with my family, i know it won't be that long. :)

                        Romeo and Juliet is truly an amazing story. It also has an amazing ending but i hate tragic endings. Imagine the feeling that you gave your all to be with the one you love and just a swipe of death's scythe, all of it is gone, your love, your life and your happiness. If i could change the ending of Romeo and Juliet, i would really choose a better ending for the two lovers.

                      On Juliet's tomb, Romeo went there to look for Juliet. But unfortunately, he saw Paris instead. Thinking that Paris was planning something bad for her dear Juliet. He challenged Paris in a duel. With great hesitation, Paris accepted it and fought Romeo. Romeo killed Paris and went to the tomb of Juliet and there he sobbed. He thought hard of what he was going to do. If Juliet would really want him to waste his life, if Juliet would want him to die with her. He made a decision. Life would be really hard without Juliet but he can't live such a life. He decided to just kill himself and go with Juliet in the afterlife. He took the poison that he bought in Mantua. He drank all of it. He was surprised because nothing happened. He didn't feel anything. He was still alive. He read the label and its not poison. He gave him the wrong bottle. He doesn't know if he intended to give him the wrong bottle. He was furious and tried to stab himself. A hand stopped him from stabbing himself. It was the softest and with that touch, it felt as if all the happiness that he lost came back. It was very familiar, then it hit him. It was his beloved Juliet. He burst into tears when he saw that his Juliet came back to life. That she was sitting beside him, alive and breathing. He hurriedly hugged her and kissed her. It was the most amazing feeling. Knowing that there was no more hope for happiness, then the most amazing miracle will happen. The Town then came to the tomb and saw the scene. They forgot that Romeo was banished, even the Prince. They were happy for both of them. Then this ended the feud between the two families and they lived happily ever after
             This ending is like the ones in fairy tales, where the good guys always gets what they want.

This is My Dad

                I've got to be honest, i never had the best life nor the best father. I've grown up thinking that my father doesn't want me in his life. Never has he told me those three words. He never even called me his daughter. Life was hard, thinking that your own parents doesn't even care about you. Actually, that has striven me to do better in every way i can. I tried to be a great student. I made the top 5 of our class but that still wasn't enough for them.

                For the past 14 years, nothing changed. Everything was even worse. My father kept scolding me. He was always drunk and said so many awful things to me. I didn't show the slightest bit of concern when he says it. But i can't help myself but cry when no one is looking. It just made my life worse. This made me strive to be a better person. I studied as hard as i can. But still, I only made it to top 3. I said to myself, this is enough, maybe they will learn to love me. But nothing changed. I made a conclusion that no matter what i do, i can't change that fact. I gave up, I didn't want to do this anymore. I started to stop doing my best. Being part of the top 10 was a thing of the past for me now. I wanted to be the worst daughter that they could have.
           
                My father never shows any love and concern for me. He doesn't show the slightest bit of interest in the things that i do. He is so strict and scary when he gets angry. He made my life harder than what it actually is. But i cant do anything about this, i just have to live with it. I don't even know if he wants me as her daughter.

Insights on being a Junior

                    Being a junior is said to be one of the hardest parts in high school life. Most of the former third years that I've been friends with, all said the same things. I was actually scared. Everything is new, the teachers, the rooms, the classmates, all of it. I though to myself, how can i survive, because i barely got through my sophomore life. I'm not actually the smartest person and the bravest too. I tend to fall apart when I'm in front of an audience or even just a few of my friends. It was hard for me to cope with the first year and second year lives, and i thought that it will be even harder to cope with my third year life.

                     The first day of classes came. Waking up was one of the hardest things to do, then i realized that it was just the start of even harder challenges. I didn't actually expect that Mrs.Malimban was our class adviser. Again, i was scared, even though i can see that she's a really nice and amazing teacher. Also, Mrs.Atendido, she was the teacher that i was most scared of. English class was the class that i never looked forward to. The lessons was one thing, and I'm really scared of new teachers. I never do well in public speaking and plays. I'm too shy for these sort of things. Another one, was the classmates, I don't talk that much, so i don't have that many friends. I am not fond of talkative friends, because it's sort of irritating. And also, the classrooms, in the second year building, the classrooms in the second floor has a normal temperature and i wouldn't sweat a lot. I thought the same way in the third year building. I thought that the breeze was amazing and cool. That up there was an amazing and new life. 

                    Unfortunately, all of my expectations are incorrect. Well, except for two, third year really was one of the hardest of all the high school years. It's so hard. Everyday we have so many assignments, and you have to study for every subject, even though you don't have to, because there's always a recitation waiting for you. The third year classrooms are like a furnace. It was really hot, especially in the afternoon. I can't stay inside during the breaks, because i need fresh air.  I realized that you don't have to be scared of the teachers because they are nice and considerate. Mrs.Atendido wasn't actually that bad. She's nice and humurous. But im still scared of what's waiting for me in her subject. The classmates are nice and cooperative. Third year days wouldn't be that bad. You'll just have to cope with new things and it will be over before you know it.