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Well, schedule got royally fucked up since our teacher can't make it for our Literature 101 class, so now every Monday I have to stay on campus until 7:30 in order to attend to the new slot. That's a four hour break every day of the school week now. Couple that with the Saturday Foreigner's Filipino session, and I'm one happy camper. Note the sarcasm.
Professors are looking good this semester. :D True to the co-writer's referral, my Science 10 teacher seems to be very pleasant. Something funny happened in the class today, though, as some idiot walked in, sat down for about five minutes then simply got up and left without a word. In response, thinking that he must've planned to go to the washroom and never come back, Ma'am Rojas turns to the class and says, "You're all 17-19 years old, right? ...Good. With that in mind, I expect the lot of you to be toilet trained. More than twelve years of school must have taught you that by now, right?"
And then there's our new Western Literature teacher, Ma'am Ricas; describing her in one word leaves me with no other analogy but "robin." She was as overwhelmed by our sheer number (yet again) as Dr. Orendain was last semester. She's world's nicer too. My favorite quote from her at this moment is, "Okay. Everybody. Look at my ruffles. ...Now that I have your attention..."
First semester wasn't exactly ideal, but it looks like this time around won't be as bad in spite of the huge breaks I've got between my classes. *crosses fingers* I pray thet good luck lasts.
Gravity Kills + Endtimes publishing, here I come. o_o Gods be with me.
Professors are looking good this semester. :D True to the co-writer's referral, my Science 10 teacher seems to be very pleasant. Something funny happened in the class today, though, as some idiot walked in, sat down for about five minutes then simply got up and left without a word. In response, thinking that he must've planned to go to the washroom and never come back, Ma'am Rojas turns to the class and says, "You're all 17-19 years old, right? ...Good. With that in mind, I expect the lot of you to be toilet trained. More than twelve years of school must have taught you that by now, right?"
And then there's our new Western Literature teacher, Ma'am Ricas; describing her in one word leaves me with no other analogy but "robin." She was as overwhelmed by our sheer number (yet again) as Dr. Orendain was last semester. She's world's nicer too. My favorite quote from her at this moment is, "Okay. Everybody. Look at my ruffles. ...Now that I have your attention..."
First semester wasn't exactly ideal, but it looks like this time around won't be as bad in spite of the huge breaks I've got between my classes. *crosses fingers* I pray thet good luck lasts.
Gravity Kills + Endtimes publishing, here I come. o_o Gods be with me.
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Lol. That pwnz. XD
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Have only begun to read Endtimes today, and have only finished Chapter 0 (yes, yes, I'm a lazy bastard). Am I correct in assuming that this isn't related to any particular fandom at all, right? That every character is your own?
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Yesh, all original. ^_^ Not related to any fandom, though certainly inspired by a few.
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Hmmm...I did get that feel in some parts (am now working through Chapter 1). I have a feeling that I am going to fall hopelessly in love with one of your characters.
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Well, the site's down right now for maintenance, so the next best thing is the copy sitting on my hard drive. Warnings for funny typos and some grammar issues... I think it's still rough, in spite of my best efforts. :p
Lemme know if you're really interested and how I can get it to you. :) I'd be happy if you'd take your time out to read it.
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Sure thing. ^_^ I'll see if the OST will fit there too.
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