Christmas

Chapter 1 ~ Christmas Preparations


I never knew that this year would be my last year celebrating Christmas in Francis Domin academy..
I think it would be better if I could "repeat" everything from the beginning and restart.
As I look up to the sky started to write:

December 1st, 2009
I'm still in the tests period. Man, I'm starting to feel the stress of it. Haha, but don't worry it'll be over soon enough.
I guess I won't be "writing" until everything's hooked up and done.
And maybe I'll try doing something nice for a change, at least until "that day" arrives - Christmas Day - my favorite time of the year, the happiest moment in my life.
Aha, don't worry though I won't do anything careless or stupid, as a matter a fact, I'm trying to realize what I've done for the past years.

After my test week have been finished, I started to get pumped up for Christmas Day..
Our school had a few events, there are: Vocal Solo singing competition, Choir competition, Class decorating, Clay arts, etc.
Also it's almost the day, the day where my report card will be distributed to all of us..
Whew, I never knew, Christmas will be arriving soon, but no rush, just be patient and let it flow, I guess.

Even though the tests are finished, my teacher still teaches us about some subject(s), cause he always says: "We must finish the current hard subjects so we can finish it all before your exams arrive, kids!"
Uuugh, thinking about it makes me feel sick.

After I went home, I started to write again:

December 7th, 2009
My Christmas prep days are here. I felt really happy after my teacher told me and little Bernardine about our tests score. I did pretty well, except for Math though, I suck the most -_-;
Well, enough about that, I already told my parents about my scores, and they only said, "Why is your Math score the lowest?" I can only answer, "I don't really know, but at least I got **!"
Haah, that's my life! Can't run away! Can't change 'em!
My brother is a little foolish like usual, I guess he can't change his personality without the help from a professional consultant or whatever it's called.
I guess that's it for today then.

The next day,
my teacher told my class about decorating the classroom, since other classes has done that.
And somehow I've been muttering ever since....
"Gaah, stupid teacher! He only told us to bring scissors and glue, What fun is that?" I said to Berry.
"Hahaha, don't worry though! He told me to bring those, too! No need to worry!" she answered calmly.
"Grr! I mean, there's no 'fun' part in bringing only scissors and glue, and somehow I feel like a 'servant'. I don't think being a 'servant' feels comfortable!" I said with an angry tone.
"Whoa! Whoa! Easy there! No need to yell!" said Berry, rubbing her ears because of my loud voice.
"Oops, sorry 'bout that! I said.
"Ah, it's okay!" said Berry with a smile.

I went home a little late cause Mr. Herman made school felt so long than other classes. I felt like it was a burden, a BIG burden. After coming home, I felt very tired and directly went to sleep.