No classes today! Yipeee! Anyway, I was't able to watch the episodes of Samurai X coz I didn't know that they aired it on Saturday... argh! Stupid fever of mine.

Ah, my poem. I made this poem last Monday, the day I was absent. I was kinda inspired to do this. I was melancholic and I took advantage of that feeling to do something productive like a poem. It's been a long time since I made a poem like this out of my feelings. Come, analyze this! Teeheehee...

For an Angel, From an Artist

Feeling soemthing for an Angel, I can't resist
Though in your exclusive world, I do not exist
It's like I'm cut into bits when I see your face
But you never notice me even just a trace

I may seem normal and ultimately happy
But my heart is suffering in melancholy
My creations that were once bright and elated
Have turned gloomy, disconsolate and dejected

Do you know it's killing me inside day by day?
Yet the only medicine I have is to pray
That one day I may forget this stupid feeling
Which does nothing but to destroy my whole being

I don't expect an Angel flying high above
Someone like me, a mediocre artist, to love
I just want my existence for you to notice
And when that happens, I will uncover true bliss

Take note of the last two lines. Right now, I'm not suffering melancholy anymore coz I have uncovered true bliss just this Thursday. I felt that now, I already exist in his environment. Teeheehee... sanguinity again!

Yesterday, we had no finite math. No choleric teacher whose eyebrows always meet. I saw Christopher and got excited to approach him. He said that he's going to Yssa, who is in front of M-33, Faraday's room. I came with him and many Ptolemy people were there. Suddenly, Niña, the girl who crushes on Anthony asked me why I was there. I felt my nerves go up to my brain. Like duh. I just told her that it's because my former classmates were there, which is actually the truth. She's confusing. Last year, she's making me a big deal. There's this "close kami"-effect. But yesterday, I felt like she's making me go away from their territory. Yikes. Do I really need to tell everyone who my crush is?? Three people are enough. Probably, I'll tell Christopher. My best boy bud has the right to know it!