Up and Down, All Around

Hello to evryone! This would be the first time I'll post one of my fics in this site.

Titile: Now and Then: Here and There
Fiction Rating: K+
Author: Emitique (me)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Status: In progress
Summary: If you have a childhood sweetheart whom you loved so dearly, then one day vanishes and is believed to be dead by everyone. How will you deal with it when you find him again alive and well but with somebody else? Comment please?

 

This'll be the first time I'm going to post in this place one of my works. This fanfiction is one of the stories I have up on fanfiction.net. If anybody's interested in knowing, my penname there is "Emitique".
Hope you read and comment this little fic of mine.

Title: Blooming: A Place in Your Heart
Author: Emina_13 / Emitique
Fiction Rating: T (contains content not suitable for children)
Warning: Shounen-ai (mild)
Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, do not own Weiss Kreuz... No profit was made from this story...
Published: September 23, 2007

Our school's AcaLitMus program is really fast on the way.

Just so you know, "AcaLitMus" stands for Academics, Literature, and Music. It's basically this program where our school holds different contests in the fields of Academics, Literature, and Music, squint Art if you will, there's a poster making contest after all. The thing is, I'm in one of the contests there, well, two actually.

The first one I've decided to sign up to is the thing we call "Sabayang Pagbigkas" I don't know the english term for it, but it's this thing where there are a lot of people who are delivering a literary piece, usually a poem, at the same time with a bit of choreography. I joined one of those contests before, and I liked it, so I figured why shouldn't I join this time? And so I joined... The problem is, the program is on Thursday and our group haven't properly practiced yet. Being one of the seniors, I have the most responsibility among my other co-seniors, and so we worked like crazy only to finish less half-way the piece.

We had to skip some classes to make way for the practice  sessions... Then my classmates decided that we should skip all the classes after the second period.Lucky me our third period happens to be "PHYSICS" (note sarcasm) Our teacher continued with the lesson despite more than half of her students are missing from the room, and I missed the whole lecture about "projectile motion" which I'm sure will help me gain a very low score this coming midterm.

So the day went from bad to worse, but I guess since the day as only half-over then, so were my misfortunes. Before I went out with a friend for lunch, we stopped in room 1 to drop something off to the teacher there. That teacher was the adviser of our school paper staff, so of course she's an English teacher.
Now, me and my friend are both part of the school paper staff, actually my friend is the editor-in-chief of half of our school paper. I'm just a stuffer.

Suddenly, our teacher said to me that she'll be entering me to the "essay writing contest": Of course I felt a bit happy, only the best students get entered into contests by teachers, most students need to volunteer to enter a contest, only some are picked by teachers to join on their own account. My happy feeling was repressed when I heard the next words that came out from her mouth...

Didn't I mention I am part of the school paper staff? Well, I passed two of my compositions to her. One being a short story, the other an essay. She said that the short story I passed to her was almost perfect, in short, it was good. I was pumped with more happiness until she opened her mouth again. Then she complained that my article is of very far standard than my short story. Saying that it seemed that I had a lot of difficulties in writing my article, that it seemed that I was having a lot of difficulties "constructing" my sentences and I was going round and round on my topic... In short, my short story is far better than my article and she's doubting if I really made it. In a way, accusing me forgery.

The last one is the worst disaster of my day... I have no choice but to enter that contest and prove her wrong, after all she did say that "I would like to test you" and test me she shall. Of course I know I'll pass with flying collars. I AM NOT A FRAUD....

The results are in, and I passed... Barely, but I did, and that's enough, for now...
Prelims are over, thank goodness. But that only means that we have the midterm to worry about next. Maybe I should consider doing better next time, same old, same old.

Tomorrow should be interesting. I hope community service won't be too much of a drag. Last time they made us sweep the campus. I didn't quite understand why it was called "community service" when all we did was clean our own school. But they said it was like, before we can move out to clean other places, we should first make sure our own backyard looks presentable. I think it had another, deeper meaning, but my head will hurt pondering about it. I won't complain....

I still have an essay to finish up for school. It's about mothers. I started my work already, so I'm hoping to finish up real soon. I'll keep it a bit simple so my mind will have a break after that heinous exam. I just hope my teacher won't complain

Just a beginner, I'm having some tumbles but I think I'll be used to it pretty soon (give me two minutes, kidding!)

So, I better do what I can to make my journal all nice and presentable.

After that, I should pray that I'll pass our second prelimenary exam...

I was able to answer number two correctly at least, I hope.

Gotta go, write more later...