i know i am writing this to myself, but to those unfortunate sould who happen to pass by and take a glimpse of this, STAY!!! please?

anyway, i've been focusing all my time towards finishing up my makeup before the school year ends. i tried to make sure that i've been passing all my classes then discovered i was failing TWO FRICKING QUARTERS!!! can you believe that?!! first quarter: 67 and the second was 56!!! god!! i really was shaking in my boots because my family would certainly kick my ass if i graduated late! but for some unforseen luck my original teacher retired early making my new teacher give me 10 extra percent! the second quarter was taught by an under qualified substitute, so my teacher made an appeal which resulted in a full hundred percent grade for me. then i gave a few little touches to my frightening japanese grade, leaving me very happy... ok maybe not so much.


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A DEATH IN THE FAMILY
do not read this if you are empathetic in anyway
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Just when i thought my luck was just getting good, my uncle jumped off the balcony from the fourth floor of the hospital that he was staying at. May God Bless Him. there were many reasons floating about of why my uncle killed himself. one real fact was that he was clinically depressed and psychotic, another is that the hospital staff did not tie him down according to protocal and should have placed him on the first floor where the mentally ill is kept which is also another protocal to the unacredited hospital. my aunt was suggesting that his wife fed him poison that left him crazy and left him alone in the hospital have him finish the job himself. however, niether of those reasons will be able to revive my late uncle. after his death, followed a week or two of uncomfortable moments and sadness.
my mom brought my stroked grandmother and grandfather from the phillipines even though against my dad's wishes. them being here brought even more hardship because we had to take care of them and carry them in and out of the cars. sooo... yeah... i cried at the first rosary and at the burial. i miss him so much, as well as the rest of the family. i wish your happy uncle, third times the charm.