my worst day.yet

This is one of the WORST days of my life.

grades+family fight+cotillion+computer project+dad+civil lawsuit =
[WORST DAY EVER]

GRADES. I have a failing mark and I don't know how to tell my mom about it. She'll be so mad and she's not the type of person you'd like to see mad. She'll slap me again and I'm going to try to explain but whatever I do she will NEVER listen. If not only because of that stupid 80 in my card, grades won't be a problem to me right now. Because of that 80 I could kiss my dreams of being in the "Palarong Pambansa" goodbye. An athlete will not be allowed to join the regionals if he/she has a failing mark. And of course since I have a failing mark, I can't compete for the regionals ad of course, if I don't play in the regionals I have no chance of being in the "Palarong Pambansa". Haay. Mother F. I don't know what to do. TT^TT

FAMILY FIGHT. Ever experienced being back stabbed by your own family member? I know it's complete shit but it happened to me or shall I say, STILL happening to me. pft. Pure crap. If you were a parent and let's say you Mother F of a mom is saying bad shit about your kid who you know pretty well? Who'd you believe? Well if that happened to me? I'd believe my kid. I'm not going to make the same mistake my parents are doing. Well, it's not their fault really. They don't know me, so let's not blame them. Well, I think you get the picture. My grandma told my parents some really bad shit and my parents believed this Mother F of a liar. Haay. What's the outcome? CHAOS.

COTILLION. Have you ever heard of a flamingo dance as a cotillion dance? Well that's what were going to dance. It's propostrous!! God. And the costume is just so horrible. The slit of the tube dress is in the middle so that when we dance, our legs will show. crap. If you were going to join the cotillion and asked if you wanted to dance that, would you? I won't. It's way too embarassing!

COMPUTER PROJECT. I have been working on our computer project for three days now and at last I finished it. Unfortunately our ER teacher, Sir Monis, said that if the people in the video aren't wearing labgowns and gloves they're going to be asked to repeat the whole process. I was in complete shock, in complete standstill when I heard that. I was like, "Shit. All this work is going to waste." I was so pissed off that I was going to throw the laptop on my teacher's face. Good thing I love my laptop.

DAD. I LOVE my dad more than anything in this world. He's my daddy after all. And of all the things, I HATE disappointing him. It breaks his heart, but it crushes mine into microscopical pieces. Haay. Me being in the lawn tennis regionals means a lot to him. It's his dream and I'm happy I get to pursuit it for him. But then again, my grades. I don't know how to tell him. I'd rather be slapped till my face is red as a tomato than disappoint my dad. It's just so hard.TT^TT

CIVIL LAWSUIT. One of my dad's laborers filed a lawsuit against him claiming that he wasn't paid after he left his job. First of all, he didn't resign or anything, he was absent, my dad didn't fire that a-hole. Second, my dad is the one who's supposed to file a lawsuit against him because he has been stealing from us, he should even thank my dad for not filing a lawsuit of stealing agains him or he would be living his 2 years of life in jail. Third and last, my dad is not stupid nor greedy with money that he would keep that man's salary for himself. Why in the world would he do that?? He works for us for goodness sake! My dad won't keep a single cent from that man's salary because he has a sense of being fare in every way. My dad may look really scary on the outside, but he has a very soft heart. I'm worried about him, he's been stressed out for days, like me. TT^TT

Haay. What a day. This is definitely something I can't handle.
I'm so tired and sleepy. I wasn't able to do the blog about mr.liar and ms.desperate.
Maybe tomorrow.

Don't forget.
"SPEAK OF THE DEVIL AND THE DEVIL SHALL APPEAR";)

nyt.
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