gotten myself a joker

episode 1 - headphones and magazines

<author.shit> since i have consistency issues *lol* i am going to write for the first time a full length story. it is semi-fictional. and yes, i used my own name for this. fuck fiction

<author.shit> i had a hard time picking a title. i was supposed to use "maere", but Reila wanted joker instead.

<author.shit> let's see how many chapters i get to finish before i finally give up

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summer in the philippines are infamous as being hell on earth. i am not the type to sweat easy, but today the city i'm living in is hitting almost 40 degrees outside and 36 degrees indoors so im sweating like a pig going in for a roast. i look to the other side of the car, plugging my ears with my usual headphones, blocking my mom's usual lecture about how my grades dropped this semester. somehow, my teacher is nice enough to let the issue of me engaging in an all out dispute with Marco, as i have begged him yesterday when he informed me about the teacher-parent meeting. Don't get me wrong, I am not bullied. Bastard just cant get it when i told him it's all over. 

I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door

Oh within temptations. shit, i love this band. I took my phone out and turned the volume twice as loud.

There's no escape no, no mercy no more.

no remorse cause i still remember

"... uel" 

that sound when you tore me apart—

"Lemuel! Listen to me!"

my raging mother's voiced pulled me back to reality. "Huh? what? yes im listening" I muttered as i lessen the volume a bit. "listen young lady, you better do well next semester or im taking your weekends from you. no movies, no friends, just you and your books.." i was supposed to chuckle but my mom continues "... text books. no novels or any fictional things, i swear to god, those things are possessed! they ruin your mind and make you completely stupid!" Mom continued her lecture for half an hour and only stopped as we got home. 

"Possessed? are you fucking kidding me?" i chuckled to myself as i take one of the books on my shelf. "If these things are possessed, I'd be doing Emily Rose shit right here" I laughed hysterically enough to knock myself to my bed, forcing myself to stare at the ceiling. "I cant understand humans. People like Sir Augustine are too gullible, cant believe he didn't go extinct, Survival of the fittest, bitch. People like Marco are just despicable," I cleared my throat and made my best Marco impression before continuing "You're mine? Are you kidding me? Humans like that should just die or else, eat my shit. I swear he just dated me for my fucking body. when i told him im not losing my virginity at 16 years of age, he flipped and got violent." I sighed as i remember the last type of excuse as a human being, my mom "I hope her brain explodes for being too obsessed with knowledge" i whispered as I turn my head to the left and got a glimpse of my headboard. certificates and trophies, academic, pageants, and singing contests. never been good with athletic activities though. looking at these trash just made me realize even more on why i dislike my mom.