Sometimes we don’t see the stuff we already have. I’d like see the world with clearer glasses. Well you get what I mean, I’m no bespectacled wonder.
I finally found my missing piece. My missing chess piece, basically it’s a pawn which isn’t considered a piece until it reaches the 5th rank. It’s on its way to become a Queen, a Knight, a Bishop, or a Rook.
Dear Lord, I totally went loco when I had that draw with that guy. I had a rook and a king. Dude, how could I forget how to mate with a rook and a king? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?! Dederz is teh meh. And his buddy mated me when I was pawn up. BAH! GAH! BAGAH SIYA! Nakakainis >_<
Hehe, I won 300 php in the raffle though. Hehe, and met Doktora or however you spell her name.
“I’d like to see Doctora Doktora.”
“…Eh?”
Wouldn’t that be a joke if she really turned out to be a doctor in the future.
Just today I have discovered another word in place of the eight-letter word which is a combo of with and out. Say hello to ‘sans’. Yes, sans. As in, I can so do this sans you.
“Sans you?”
“Yes, sans you.”
Ang awkward pakinggan, no?
Well, haha, someone teach me how to bike. The first time I tried revealed that I don’t trust my father as much as I thought I did. Maybe it was because of how easily he’d get agitated when he sees a mistake. Well, what bother me most was how uncomfortable the seat was.
I’ll give myself an A for effort and we had pineapple pie after the informal lessons.
I still don’t know how to balance though. Or Judy’s oh-so encouraging words: “You’re foot’s too slow.”
Gee, thanks.
Don’t stop kicking. Lean with the bike.
Eheheh, are you serious? You expect me to lean with this cold thing? It doesn’t even have a heart. Lol, discrimination? You’re just stalling. Quit it.
Haha, I think people learn better when they like the teacher. Considering as how terrified I was when I would hear my father shout into my ear.
“Eheh, thank you for the support and pointers?
Would you mind if you didn’t yell into my ear. I need that for chorale next year.”
I know it’s bad to publicly announce how pikon a person can get. So I won’t mention names. Ang pikon lang talaga niya.
I don’t think she can blame anyone for her negative emotions…
Gee, I feel sick just talking about her.
~Yeah, I’ll be almost done covering my reviewers for review class this April.
GARSH, I so forgot to inform the chorale folks that I can’t make it to the Mads Et Al Chorale Festival on May 12th; I gots review classes on the practice days.
Chess is enough for me I can say. But I’d like to be in the first row this coming school year. I’d really like that. I won’t be eating anyone’s hair or anything.
Good Night Philippines! I hope I wake up to a tomorrow.
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