Your good intentions count for little anymore

Ugh, I can’t download anything off Audiogalaxy anymore because artists these days are so greedy and selfish. They all have huge houses and lots of money, but they can’t even give us common people a few free songs. I’m using Winmx now and it’s all right, except songs by non-mainstream artists are a little harder to find. But at least my illegal CD business won’t suffer since most of the songs my batchmates like are songs you can hear over the radio. But still, I think it’s quite unfair. Either they lower the prices of CDs or they let MP3s remain available to the rest of mankind.

School was uneventful. We didn’t discuss any lessons today but every single teacher kept explaining the grading system and making us copy it in our notebooks and asking our parents to sign it. We did that every hour and pretty soon it got quite boring cos it’s all the same. 30% for the quarterly exams and around 20% for recitation. The remaining 50% varies from subject to subject. Why do they want a parent’s signature for that? I feel like I’m back in first grade. I don’t think my mom cares about that kind of stuff anyway. Maybe when I was six yeah, but that was because school was a pretty new thing to me and my mom was still all excited back then. I guess the principal made all the teachers talk about the grading system today to appease the parents who are overly-concerned about their childrens’ grades. But after twelve years of school, I think parents don’t really care much about how grades are computed and stuff anymore.

I saw Claudia after school today and it was quite surprising to see her again. She was there to pick up her sister who’s a junior, and she’ll be going to school every Tuesday. And it was kind of funny because when she was still in high school, the first thing she’d always ask us if she sees us in the hall is, “Have you seen my sister?” Which made me remember something my Filipino teacher told me today. She said that we should try to visit the school from time to time after we graduate and update our teachers’ about our progress in life. At first I thought, “No way in hell!” because once I graduate from high school I don’t intend to look back on that part of my life. I mean, what for? But like I said, I kind of like my Economics teacher and my Filipino teacher isn’t so bad either. So maybe I could ask to see them before I emigrate, because the next time I come back to the Philippines they might be dead or bedridden or something. I don’t plan to come back here until after a long, long time. And maybe I should thank them too, for giving me good grades and all. That is, if I get high grades in their subjects this year.