i'm torn in pieces, i'm blind and jueteng for you

three-way dance.

one, i got in lsyc. i was semi-ecstatic and i let my jaw hang loose for a few moments when p.y. told me that i go to jackie (yihee ka dyan vicky. nge :P) and mark. after keeping my cool somewhat, they said that i was in. wowie prayers work wonders ;)

two, leiron told me (in his defense, perhaps) that ignorance is bliss. i heartily disagree. if i had the chance to go back in time and rewrite that phrase, i would say that ignorance is doom. why? it pays to know. even if i know that i do not know, i think that it be better to know as much as i possibly can. then again, sometimes, just sometimes, maybe ignorance is bliss; but i do know that most of the time, for me at least, it isn't.

three, my mother found our old, faithful, kaisa-isang koosh ball. memories began to flood within me. i remember that i let them use this kooshball so that i could join them in touch/dodgeball (call it whatever you want); in time, as i played more, i got better. i was, say, a tier-2 or tier-3 player. i couldn't throw, but i could dodge like hell. i also remember the games 5-C would have against 5-A or 5-B; sometimes even the batch which are now the seniors would challenge us. we would come back to our classrooms sweating like pigs; this went on until sir fabian got fed up with all our sweat and stench, and banned touch/dodgeball after he had banned cops & robbers. this kooshball even visited a roof gutter after a botched upward throw. ah, memories. memories indeed.

someone please take me to watch fantastic four :P