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Hi I'm Angelique (Jelik for short)
kim (my childhood name)

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I'm a self proclaimed nail artist. I started painting my nails when i was in 4th year HS at that time teachers won't allow nail colors but then i was a rebel at my own. i'd still painted 5 faces on my nails! haha. cute!*

nails brought me here creating my account in tumblr. turns out i have more to talk about aside from the nails.:)

I was verbally abused by my Professor yesterday Sept 8, 2011..

People are busy to listen to my yesterday’s story, some are busy on their laptops, gossips and all that. So, its better to just share it on a blog just to take out this thoughts on my mind. I was so upset and humiliated by that witch, just so you know my prof is eager to bring me down. We had almost (2) incidents where my prof and I were fighting during the class. She projects the most decent face, I was deceived. She’s the type of person that you won’t know what she will be doing next.

Yesterday, 4: 30 pm, the class ended and I was fixing my things for the next subject. I was holding my index card for the attendance and saw my presentation grade of 80. I doubt that grade, so I talked to her and asked why I got a grade of 80 when I had the most bizarre presentation in the class. I know it for I had answered all her “nonsense” questions.. she said that i had not answered her questions correctly. Well, i got no power to make her change my grade coz i’m a student under her. After that Q&As she asked me if i can lend 2minutes of my time coz she wanted to talk to me. I had no clue to what we’re going to discuss but I allowed her with a smile. So, we walked out of the classroom and there we talked. here’s our conversation as to what i have recalled.

*looking to the clouds* (was thinking what a beautiful day) then, she started..

Rocela: Ano bang problema?

Me: Miss bakit?

Rocela: Bakit mo dinala agad sa office e pwede mo naman akong kausapin muna. Di ka ba nagbabasa ng Student Handbook? 

Me: ?(thinking problema nito nagwawala nanaman siya) Miss, gusto ko kasi sa “Legal way” hindi ung sa sinasabi niyong one-on-one confrontation na pwede tayo magkasakitan.

Rocela: huh? wala akong sama ng loob. (facial expression upset at galit)

Me: (ay nako galing magpanggap. nagpaparinig ka nga sa room hahaha) Miss, ako rin kaya lang gusto ko sa legal process. (pucha kung di mo pa magets) i want to be “Civilized!”

Rocela: Diba ikaw nga yung naghagis ng papel mo ng pinasa mo!  (tono: galit)

Me: Miss, bakit ba ko galit nun?! diba dinuro duro mo ko?!(tono: galit na din)

Rocela: hindi ako nanduro noon! 

Me: tsssssss.

Rocela: So ano na nangyari sa sumbong mo?? diba wala!

Me: … nagpipigil 

Rocela: WALA KANG MODO! (then walked away with her poker face)

Me: WALA KA RING MODO! (shouted at her while walking out)

I was on rage and hit the side of the whiteboard. There were a lot of people trying to calm me down.HAHA I was too embarrassed after the devil got out and calmed. I got no room where I can summon my angry birds to blast out the anger. again, embarrassed in front of my block mates and friends. Luckily, i have my friends to take care of me. We even had Qwek-qwek sa metro for dinner. i love them.