012;; You could say I'm down.

My dad gave me a semi-mini-lecture on our way home an hour ago inside the car.

011;; I'm back!

Technically, I didn't really go away. I just didn't find the time to write out in this journal. Okay, maybe I did have the time. Nothing worthwhile happened. OKAY, there were a lot of journal-worthy events. I'm just lazy.

Let's act like you know what happened, cool? Besides, I'm the only one who reads this journal anyway.

I finally found a pretty good picture of Mud. Mud is what I decided to call that taekwondo instructor of mine that I've taken a liking to. I don't want to post it, in case of a 0.0000000001% chance he sees this. I made it even better with photoshop. 8D
Though sadly, I'm no longer that interested. He never appeared with the glasses again, after the moment when I accidently blurted out "Ew!" when he came out of the bathroom with the glasses.

It was Apa's birthday yesterday. I wanted to call during the evening, but I remembered that he said that they were going to celebrate during that time. I texted him at the stroke of midnight, though. He didn't reply, which isn't strange, since he's Globe and I'm Smart.

I got a missed call from Roxanne a few hours ago, while I was in my piano lessons. I'm going to call back later.

010;; GOTCHA

Hah! I finally found him. Muhaha. That instructor of mine whom I've taken a liking to? I discovered his full name. As well as his section in 2nd year highschool, and the college and course he's taking. Oh, and a few pics. Fweee.

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HE DOESNT LOOK GOOD IN PHOTOS. He smiles just like Keropi, for some reason. It's... creepy

Anyway, I just found out that I have to pay $120 for the international certificate when I take the blackbelt promotion test. My dad kind of stayed silent throughout the whole car ride. I don't know. Oh, and I'm probably going to Philam tomorrow. Peh.

009 ;; Finally

-- The Yesterday --

He called me up 2 hours before I left and asked me if I was going to attend my taekwondo class that day. I said, of course, and he asked what time. I was getting excited again, so I gave him the time. He then said that he was going to pop around by that time. I left in a good mood.

I arrived there 30 minutes before the class starts. I stayed near the stairs all the way. He didn't come. After the 1st hour, I didn't expect him to come anymore. I became engrossed in my practice. During sparring, I had a chance to fight him (the instruct... and I guess it's the only time I was able to release enough of my skills. I touched his chest, hee. He drank from my jug, again. ;D
Charles kept on picking on me... not like it matters.

Okay, dismissal. I was looking around for any sign of him when I reached the first floor. I gave up when I reached the gates. I was heading for the car and... someone 'psst'ed. AND HE POPPED UP BESIDE ME. I stopped dead and had my mouth gaping open for a while before I realized that I'm right behind the car and my dad is watching everything through the rear mirror. I told him that I'm already going, and he ran and jumped into a jeep. I climbed in my car and gaped at the spot where we had been. My dad asked who he is, and I told him "Someone... Angelo!". Technically, it's not a lie... but my folks know the guy as 'Apa'. xp

He called later in the evening. He's coming again on our next class.

008 ;; Pointless Weekend

We had another overnight trip yesterday. It was pointless. I have no idea why my mom is suddenly so interested in zoo animals and such. I spent most of my day reading inside the room. There wasn't even a cable channel in the TV. Ugh.

Oh, the Pacquiao vs. Hatton match was... dull. Pacquiao won in two rounds. Well, atleast I won my bet with AJ that Pacman would win with a KO. xD