
Today, my teacher was mad about us, not understanding most of the things he said. I wasn't really in the mood to absorb any information that's why I wasn't listening at all. I was in an uncontrolled state. Let's just say, someone's distracting me. He was infuriated, I know, cause he was yelling. I don't like it when he's displeased. I don't like improper attitude. Moments after, thankfully, he calmed himself. We went back to what we were discussing about. I tried my best just to pay attention to him. Haha.
I'm conscious about my body. My teacher asked me if I eat cause he thinks I'm freaking skinny. After that, I asked my classmates if I'm freaking skinny a million times. They told me my body's fine. I know, a lot of gals want a skinny figure, but I'd rather not. Unluckily, this is my body, no matter how much I eat, my body will show no change. It's a family thing.
And oh, I know how to speak french, tagalog and english. That three languages only. Don't talk to me in any other language. It's kind of... weird.
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I wanted to study french but ended up taking spanish because there are more mexicans here. However, I'm not that fluent.
I have mexican classmates.
It's sad that the school I go into doesn't have spanish subject anymore, last year, there was.
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