okay. for some weird cosmic reason, the past week was spent bonding with the high school people, specifically with the condemned ones.
let me break it down for you:
tuesday: i spent quite a few hours yakking on the phone with nicole, talking about senseless things such as why the word ‘manok‘ did not rank at the ‘most commonly used terms to replace words relating to sex’ list. yeah baby, good ol’ honest-to-goodness bonding time!
wednesday: for some reason i can’t seem to remember what happened on this day. oh well.
thursday: after our RLE’s evaluation exam in the morning, i met up with nicole, renz, buen and chenyl at the benches for lunch. then nicole and me went inside–yes, INSIDE– the h.s. building to speak with the former secretary of the admin regarding our yearbook. anyways, it was a very productive trip because we (a) got to talk to mr. manabat again [yay!], (b) got to talk to mr. batulan –who at the time was wearing a particular shade of peach that i can not even imagine myself wear– [an even bigger yay!] and (c) got the jtwg pictures that father john left us. after that, renz and i went to nic’s house, along with julian of course, to watch ‘my sassy girl’. shet. at effing last, i finally saw it. made me cry. gah. also, at nic’s house, i got my first taste of rice for dinner. haha.
friday: i stayed at the benches for a little while, people-watching while waiting for the others to come. while i was there, i got the chance to hear agnes’ oh-so-kiliglove story. then nicole and chen and marj and angeline and aiza arrived, and there was real girl power in the benches. after a while we went up to the h.s. building once again to watch the teatro tomasino’s play.
saturday: during p.e., when we were asked to go to the gym to watch the UAAP table tennis tournament, i chanced upon mon-mon and cherry, yani’s cousin and elementary friend who, coincidentally enough, was a p.e. mate of mon-mon. ate lunch at burger king with fred, paolo and jinggay and then off to the RLE duty once more. in the evening, it was party-time, courtesy of our very own paolo enrile, who treated us to three to four hours worth of ktv time in music21. then we went to eastwood. not to dance, but to drink coffee. O.o anyways the whole schindig lasted until four, where the condemned ones slept under the roof of chenyl‘s house. wala lang. haha. fun.
also, just received the impromtu grade in english and i got a very big shock of having a somewhat-high grade. wow. first time i got a grade like that for something that involved public speaking. O.o
anyways. i’m off to laguna now. haha. finally, i get to watch veronica mars once more!
