Narrative:Instead of a retreat, the fourth year students were given a life in the spirit seminar at Nazarene Catholic School in Quiapo, Manila last March 1 and 2. They two days were filled with a lot of talks, sharing, dancing and praising. The speakers were all very inspiring and funny. They came from different walks of life and had much to share. They talked about God’s Love, Salvation, new life, receiving God’s gift, Baptized in the Spirit, growth and finally, transformation in Christ. The students participated well especially during praise songs. The sections were also grouped for their personal sharing. On the second day, the students received the Holy Spirit through a baptism. There was also a mass afterwards. The symbols of the LSS, salt, dove pins and candles were distributed. The candles were all lighted and the students joined in prayer and singing. The final surprise was when Jun Lozada, the one who exposed the ZTE-NBN deal arrived. He answered a couple of questions and talked to the students. It was 10pm already when we left.  Reflection:            Honestly, at first I thought that this LSS would not be successful. I thought that since there were so many of us, how would it be possible to talk about God and let each one feel closer to Him? It’s not easy when we are such a huge group. I just couldn’t feel it. It was also my first time to join anything as charismatic as that. I don’t mind being in charismatic groups but I cannot in a large group especially if not everyone is praising. There is also that idea about it being “corny”. I want to participate and all but somehow I am scared to. I know it’s wrong for me to think this way but at the beginning, that’s how I did.  During the first day, we were seated in front. The first thing that entered my mind was that the speakers would probably ask us questions. The first speaker came and I started to lighten up. I admit that I didn’t give all when we were first asked to dance. Since I was in front, I was sort of shy. One after the other, the speakers came and talked. In between, we danced.  God’s love was the first topic. As he lectured, I was answering for I knew what the different kinds of love were. I knew about agape, phileo, storge and erros. Yes, I knew what they were BUT I didn’t understand. What struck me the most was when he said that the distance of heaven and earth is the measure of God’s love. Friends and family may stop loving me, but He won’t. I was sarcastic. In my mind, I said, “yeah, they taught us that”. All these things, I know because I’ve read about it, I’ve heard about it. I was wrong. I knew but I never felt, I never believed. I didn’t trust enough. Slowly, I can’t explain how, but I felt warmer towards the seminar. I was struck a lot of times during the talks. I was guilty. I used to blame things. I blamed myself, I blamed others, and I blamed anything that I could. I kept a mental list of my problems, misfortunes and “bad luck”. All these, I tried to blame on something or someone in my mind. I don’t whether it was my way of relief but I knew that most of the time I was wrong. In short, I never bothered counting my blessings. If it was something big, only then will I be thankful. I couldn’t say that I was lost because I knew what I should do, I knew what I should feel. I knew what they were all talking about. I knew that the wages of sin is death but … so what?  The biggest thing that the LSS made me realize is that, I may know a lot. I may know about all these gospels and teachings. I may know something about catechism but in the end, knowing it all doesn’t matter. God loves me and He cares for me deeply. He’s there waiting for my return but did I ever try to come to Him? Yes but only when I need help. Sin separates me from God but did I ever try to hold on to Him against sin? Did I? I tried but I end up failing. Why do I keep on frowning when God gives me endless reasons to smile? I was, in a way, blind. I couldn’t see what was given to me. I didn’t appreciate what I had. I always had something to complain about.  I felt His love but only when something good happens or when my prayers are realized. I didn’t feel it in the small things or even in the problems I encountered. When something happens, it was either good or bad. If it was good, then God loves me. If it was bad then I complain, feel angry or get disappointed. I never bothered to see what purpose God has for giving these troubles to me. I count the wrongdoings people do. I forget everything that’s good about them and focus on the mistakes they did. I envy others though I keep it to myself. I hate some people but I don’t show it. I easily get mad even for small things. I’m short tempered when it comes to my family. Because of things that have been happening, I admit that I don’t like coming home. I pretended to listen when actually whatever they say entered one ear and was flushed right away. This was one of the things that truly struck me. When they talk about parents, I can’t help but tear up. I didn’t think that it was a big deal then but later I kept on thinking, “Am I so evil?”  How could I do this to them despite of everything they did for me?  After the LSS, I felt so different. I didn’t cry out but then I realized that I wasn’t alone. Everyone felt so renewed. I felt that I could take on anything.  All that praising, laughter and tears has made me feel so faithful. To finally see what He has truly given and done for me made me feel so thankful and loved that I wouldn’t mind going through any kind of difficulty. What I thought was “corny” was never the praise or love for Him. What was corny? ME. It was me all along. I was corny because I didn’t give back the love that He deserves, I couldn’t stand up for Him and I didn’t show my love for others. After coming home, I realized that I can now tolerate so much compared to before. I kept on calling every little blessing, “God’s gift”. Really, I’m not a picky eater anymore because I treat the food as a blessing. The greatest thing I received was the light and warm feeling I’ve had ever since I let go of all my anger, fears and hatred towards others. I just can’t help but thank God for everything.  This LSS was so much more renewing than any retreat or recollection I’ve attended. I can’t help but feel and share this newly found love.  

The first week of classes of my final year in high school has just arrived. However, what made it extraordinary for me wasn’t the feeling of being a senior in the department already. Our former religion teacher asked our section for volunteers who will animate a song. We were thinking it was for a mass. Eleven of us joined. To our delight and rapture, (ok, note: eksagge!) 11 of the boys joined too. These boys were our classmates for two to three years before the “segregation” of boys and girls in the school. Geesh, it just had to happen during our fourth year! (by the way, are we trash to be segregated?!?)Going off topic here… Anyway, we found out that we will be animating during the 3^rd anniversary of “Pondo ng Pinoy” which will be held on June 16, 2007 at the La Salle Greenhills gym. On Friday, one of former teachers, called all of our parents because we suddenly will be practicing at the LSG gym itself. He said we’d be home by around 7pm. We left the school at 5pm and left at 9:30pm. They dropped us off at our houses one by one. I arrived home at 11pm! Yey!! We left at 6am of the following day.  We rode on the our new school bus which was even bigger than a regular bus. Yey! 3000 people were at the gym and the entire celebration was being aired on Radyo Veritas. All the bishops and Cardinal Rosales were present. The Cardinal held a mass. After that were a series talks. My favorite speaker would have to be Bishop Tagle. In between talks and lots of food breaks, (I felt so bloated!) we gave different energizers for the crowd. Msgr. Gerry, our school president, even told us to raise the flag of our school. (not literally of course!) We were usually asked to dance just after we had eaten. (Like, I said I was very full!!) It was amazing, since that 3k of people actively danced as well!!! Especially the priest and brothers! ^_^ It’s nice to lead that many people into dancing songs for the Lord. (Nax!) It was a nice experience. Except for the part were the camera guys zoomed on me while we were dancing. I think I reacted in a normal way, not sure.. hehehe. (PA-CUTE ATA AKO NUN!!) After the final dance out of five, we were quite tired already. Not much sleep, super high energy level and that ms. universe smile you had to keep throughout the number didn’t help. In the afternoon, most of us were half asleep already. Hahaha. We went home at 5:30 pm and I have other stuff to do for school but I wouldn’t miss that experience no matte what. After all, in the same event, executives from two rival telecommunication giants sat together and went up the stage together smiling. (Smart and Globe, Globe and Smart) Hahaha. Once in a lifetime!!<Yey. Zzzzz> 

It’s been 11 long years. That’s more than half of my entire life so far. I’m still lucky though because I know a lot of people my age who have never even been on an airplane before. Ooops, spoiler. Well yeah. That’s were I’ve been for the past few days. No. Not on an airplane. (For 4 days?!?!) I mean, I was abroad. The last time I was out of the country was when I was 4 years old or something. Like I said, I’m still lucky. As a four-year old kid, I had a pretty good memory. This time, we went to . Everybody has been there so there’s really nothing new. If you haven’t been to already, it’s probably because someone else you know went there and you’d rather go somewhere else. Catch that? With us Filipinos, it’s always the same countries that occupy our planners. If it isn’t , Saudi, US or , then you’re going to . Right? Maybe not always but it’s often like that especially with middle class families. STOP negative thoughts!!!Picture this. In Temple Street, Kowloon, where you can find the night market at night, (d’oh) there is one shop whose entire advertisement is written in Tagalog. Salesclerks in different boutiques have picked up a few Tagalog lines to attract more customers. It’s funny but still kind of weird.  The tour bus was packed with Filipinos to think that I’m in a different country. It’s as if I didn’t leave home. Now, dining, that’s something else!is a wonderful city, really. Even in , I love walking and crossing the streets. Everything is so fast paced. Shopping is incredibly fun since people dress truly uniquely. However, the speed ends with a loud thump when it comes to dining. (T.T)It’s not as simple as it looks. Ordering food is a much more strenuous activity than what you think. All the movements you make, the frustrated pronunciation of words and the question asked by the waiter who just doesn’t get it… Oi… I wish I studied a little Cantonese. Once, you do get to express your needs, the food comes in what looks like a family serving. A normal person would probably eat two cups of rice not two bowls of rice. That’s just how they are, I suppose. When I come back, I am not touching dim sum anymore. The food’s great but too much is too much. The “city tour” took us to a jewelry company and a small boat ride in the . The old man who was steering the boat didn’t speak English. He just rubbed his thumb against his fingers. So that’s the international body language for money, money, money!! The other stops were supposed to be , and Xienxien. Guess what, we didn’t go. First, I thought we’d be missing out since everybody else on the bus went there. I had this mentality that if we go to another country, I should see everything that the country is well known for. If you go online, they all speak of popular tourist destinations. As a naive tourist, I would have wanted to go to these places. Luckily, my mom’s former student who now lives in decided to take us around Central. We rode the train going to central which in my opinion is even better than a crazy bus ride. The train even crosses the harbor! It’s underwater!! Sugoi!! We ate at an Egyptian restaurant a few blocks away from the station. I finally tasted the hibiscus tea! Then she showed us how uptown looks like. Dang! The boutiques were so flashy and every hardcore fashion label has its own corner. Nighttime never felt so bright. People seemed to be nocturnal in this city. It’s definitely more alive at night than in daytime. I forgot how inhospitable our “hotel” was. We went back to by riding a ferry which overlooked the entire harbor. It was so cute! All the lights from towering buildings plus the reflection in the calm waters were just amazing.  I’m such a McDonald’s promoter. It was my life saver! You just name what you want and tada!! Food! We spent our last night shopping until midnight at the night market. Most of my “pasalubong” came from the place. ’s of great deals, lot’s of nice stuff. If I were a little older and heavier on the pocket, I would have bought a of stuff for my place. I saw a couple of street signs which looked like the actual thing. I really wanted to get that for my room or something. Haha! Haay, I love this place. It’s just that sometimes, people don’t give enough justice. They have no idea where to go so they do go on some cliché itinerary. The trip was great and now my closet is RECHARGED. Yay! My only regret, I didn’t have a digital camera… yet. But I will. I will come back and when I do, I’ll have my own digital camera! Wahooo! /wahoo! Haii. XheXhe/ 

Uy, muzta?! Nagtataka siguro kayo kung bakit paiba-iba yung wikang ginagamit ko… Hmmm.. Di ko rin alam eh. Basta kung ano yung trip ko nung araw na yun. Haaay. Grabe. Tapos na. Tapos na ang lahat. Sa Tuesday, officially tapos na ang third year life ko. Sa Tuesday, March 20, Recognition Day na. Haaay. Eto ang masarap kapag honor roll eh. Kung anu-ano na lang ang pinaggagagawa habang yung ibang sections naglelesson pa. Tapos na periodical namin. Two weeks ago. March 5,6, at 7 ata. Kinakabahan pa nga ako nung time na yun kasi nalaman ko na “not following directions” ako sa PT sa World history. More than 15 items pa naman yung part na yon. Kung may pagsisisihan ako sa buong periodicals, iyon na talaga. Yung week bago mag periodical, “hagard” talaga. Sumabay pa yung sa electoral board at in fairness, nanalo ako sa pusta ko na si Gela ang leading sa councilors. Kaso, hanggang ngayon di pa rin niya ako binabayaran. Haha.
After nung periodical, natapos na rin yung pinakamabigat sa lahat na nung isang buwan pa namin pinaplano at ginagawan ng props. Culminating Activity sa AP. Maraming problem ang dinulot nito sa amin pero worth it ang saya after. Second place lang yung group namin pero ayos lang kasi Malaybalay rin naman yung First place. Sila French Revolution ang prinisent habang kami, Cleopatra. Yung sa Malolos, tungkol kay Marthin Luther at sa Sept. 11 bombings. Grabe, ang gaan nung feeling pagkatapos. Mas magaan pa nga yung feeling kaysa nung matapos ung exams. Biruin mo, ilang araw namin ginawa yung props para dyan. Medyo malaki din yung nagastos para sa tela-tela. Nung culminating, nabasag pa nga yung bowl na hiniram ko kay tita Rhem eh…*sweat* Wala na rin naman siyang magagawa. Hehehe.Sa Monday, thanksgiving mass ng honor students. Tuesday, recognition day na. Haaay. Kakaiba nga tong recognition this year eh. Siguro dahil na rin sa rank koh. Pero… hindi din. Kakaiba ito kasi bawat year level ng honor students may sariling presentation. Siyempre, hindi magpapatalo ang Malaybalay lalo na’t last year na namin tong magkakasama. Explain koh sa inyo later kung bakit. Sa presentation namin, una, kakantahin namin yung konompose ni Joanna. Grabe talaga. Nakakaiyak kasi sabay-sabay pa kaming lahat tapos alam namin na last na toh. Ang meaningful pa nung awit. Yung title nung song is “Isang Taon”. Sabi nga namin dapat daw tatlong taon yung title kasi 3 taon na kami magkakasama. Kaso, hindi makakarelate yung ibang sections. Naluluha nga ako tuwing naiisip ko na last presentation na namin toh. Sa dami ng presentations namin, ngayon lang ako nalungkot. Mamimiss koh tong mga sayaw, kanta.. lahat.. Paborito ko pa rin yung nung second year, interpretative dance ng “Paraiso” ng . Tapos yung opening at intermission nung intrams tapos opening din ng Foundation day. Lahat yun, Malaybalay ang gumawa. Ang saya. Mamimiss koh yung mga pangkatang gawain, yung jamming tuwing teacher’s day..  *tears* Nga pala, balik tayo dun sa recognition day. Pagkatapos nung “Isang Taon”, kakantahin naman ni Jessel yung “Salamat” ni Yeng Constantino para sa tribute s aparents. In between verses, meron mga skit kaming ginawa tapos sa dulo may heart ng formation with mga nakakiyak na line tapos yung pa choir ulit na formation. Sabay-sabay kakantahin yung chorus. Kanina lang namin rinecord yung mga boses para sa skit kasi syempre, di naman yun maririnig ng audience kapag live ginawa. WAAAAA!!! Ayoko munang mag-end yung year!!! *school year*. Alam nyo ba, next year paghihiwalayin ng yung boys and girls? Magkahiwalay yung building, recess, dismissal.. lahat!!!! Kaasar!!! Kung kailan graduating na kami, saka pa kami paghihiwalayin. Asar talaga. Kahit ganun yung mga boys namin, mamimiss ko sila noh!! Hehehe. Baka nga daw, tanggaling na rin yung homo!!!! Waaaa. Sige, paghiwalayin niyo kami para wala nang mag-enroll sa school na toh. Hindi koh kaya yung mahiwalay pa sa kanila. Grabe na ang bonding namin eh. Ayoko talaga!!!! Syempre, may good reason naman sila para dun pero pakinggan din naman nila kami! Basta. Love you guys! Kung mabasa niyo toh someday, malaman niyo na napakahalaga niyo sa akin. Kuyogs, Bizkits, Kumags, lukers, Pugo, Branjemoads, Focus, Unidentified, Alto electronics, basta lahat kayo!!! Labshoo!!!! 

Whether everything was a disaster or a memorable experience, I probably will never know. Well, I’m talking about our Junior’s Night. You probably think that it must have been such a wonderful night but I tell you it’s far from dreamy. Although things turned out that way, I think that it just makes ours more worthwhile. Other high school students will brag that their prom was the best night of their lives or that it was just so plain and perfect. They will say that they had the time of their lives dancing dreamily with their best garments, best make-up and best etiquette. Whatever. Wherever you go, its just the same boring story and the only interesting thing that people will talk about is who danced with whom and who was crowned as prom princess. Come on, it so cliché. I’m saying this because its true and I’m glad that there’s more to the story of our promenade. Disastrous? Yes!!! Dreamy? Maybe. Memorable? … Yes. The thought that it’s just a disaster makes it so unforgettable. March 3, 2007? It will make a top story on the Crusader that’s for sure. Let me start just as how the actual day began. I woke up early even if it’s a Saturday. I had a competition for reading at the NCR office somewhere beside SM North Edsa but that isn’t important so I’ll just say that I lost but I’m not surprised because it’s the whole region a competing against. Anyway, I was home by 1:30 pm so I had about 3 hours to get ready and get to school. Yes, the prom was held at our SCHOOL. Our school whose grounds didn’t have a ROOF. My nails were done last night so there’s no problem there. I took my bath, got my hair and make up done thanks to my sis who currently couldn’t talk because of her stitches. (Don’t you just love my sis for doing that to me?) I got to school gate were I waited for Prescious. I first saw Jona with Almudal *no surprise there*… Nerissa arrived followed by Pres. We then went up to our classroom in the 4th floor with our heels and all. Of course, we were all “excited” in the classroom. When our class was complete *except for Yan2 who didn’t want to come*, we went down for our class pic and solo pics. Some of classmates didn’t make it to the class picture. Then we went up and started preparing for our grand entrance. Our class always came first since its alphabetical. All of a sudden, a drizzle of rain was seen. T his drizzle became harder. To our dismay, the grounds were wet, the apple green and turquoise blue everything became wet. * except for Eula who sported a gown of the same motif*. Angela who is part of the Student Council, asked me to come with her and see what would happen. How can we have a prom if it’s raining? That is the initial question. It continued to rain for the next hour and a half. We just stayed at the classroom and had a pictorial session to pass the time. Of course, everybody was already irritated with waiting. At around 6:30, they said the entrance will start so we went down in a line. Just as we were about to have the entrance, it drizzled again so we rushed to the nearest covered area. Some chose the Gabriel building, others the gate and we took the shed. It rained and rained and rained. We were hungry and irritated. Everybody chose the administration to blame since they are the ones who didn’t want to have the prom at the EDSA Shangri-La like they used to. So we just waited by the shed listening to everybody complain of how their gowns were wet. Its weird though since it was our class who got wet. Since the rain wasn’t getting any weaker, the opening was held at the newly blessed grand gate. Great. Squeeze 700 annoyed students at the gate. Someone had their speech their. I didn’t care that much who. As you can see, I was getting annoyed too. Anyway, I listened when it was Msgr. Gerry who spoke about how much we showed that we were persons of character and competence. They just led us to the buffet which was squeezed under the Gabriel hall. It’s just so sad that everything was so prepared and in my opinion, was really wonderfully arranged. We ate at the canteen tables. How silly we looked was what we kept on saying. Us in our formal attire, eating at the school canteen.. correction, school corridor. The food was uber good so I forgot about everything else.
After eating, we were asked to step away from the table since more than half of our batch had not eaten yet. Look who’s grumpy! We stayed by the gate *again* where our section and Malolos ruled the floor. Everybody just gaped sulkily sitting on chairs. I mean, who can blame them? We’re dancing at the school gate. In the middle of our *it’s ok, let’s just make most out of the night* attitude, the lights went off. Yes. Brownout. Let’s just go camping. What more could happen? A few minutes later, the lights were back on but we were quite tired already. We went to the school grounds and heard the band playing. Some of the students were already there dancing and jamming. As you might have guessed, we all joined them. It felt as if it was just like the Christmas bash except for the part wherein people were jumping up and down in huge skirts and heels. Oh wait, it rained again! That won’t stop us now anyway. Haha. The night was better. That’s for sure. The rigodon de honor *cotillion* (correct me, if I’m wrong) then occupied the dance floor. Yeah, the rain definitely became more than just a drizzle but they were true dancers and did not let it bother them. Pres and I took some fondue *yumyum* then returned. Emmanuel stayed with us for a while as we watched the cotillion dance and drench themselves while getting our own selves drenched as well. After the cotillion, it was time for the last dance. So, I danced for a while with some people. No biggie. Anyway, after the last dance, I went to the car since mama was waiting already. Together with ate and tita Rhem, we went to tiende and had a midnight snack. It was a weird night, needless to say. I thought that I would have hated it but then again, I didn’t. While we were at tiende, I was informed that after I left, a plug was short circuited. That means there was an instant smoke machine which later covered the entire grounds causing the dismissal of students without a proper closing.Three catastrophies (as quoted from Msgr. Santos on March 9), one batch, still the same venue next year. *insert applause here* /nyAa.haiii.nyaks/ 

Ground Demo ~ short for ground demonstration,
~ for this year the theme was Philippine festivals

Variety Show ~ a show with various presentations (isn’t it obvious?)
~ this was the best one I’ve seen in all my years at PCC

Our ground Demo and the Variety show happened last Thursday. If you’re a keen observer (or just really meticulous with details), you probably noticed that this happened during the afternoon of when I wrote the other blog. Anyway, we didn’t do the doxology today like we should’ve. They let us “rest” for a while because we’ll be dancing in the afternoon. Yeah, right. Now really, that’s what I know they said. Anyway, I’m quite glad they did because then I wouldn’t be able to sleep until noon. Ok, maybe until 9am or something. I have to get to school early because of a proficiency test at 1pm. Great. So I did go to school (after tita Rhem did my make up for the dance).

I had fun during the ground demo even though I never found out what our dance was called. The dance is usually done twice. The first one is for everyone to watch while the second one is for everyone to take pics of. Our fist dance wasn’t so bad but the second one wasn’t even a dance. Why? The students couldn’t help but strike poses that they forgot what they’re supposed to be doing. It looked like a huge studio with everyone wearing the same outfit. I admit. I struck a pose too. Hehehe.

After the dance, my friends and I had fun at the booths. We ate and ate and ate. Nyum nyum… We rode on the Ferris wheel but since we we’re six, we were divided into two groups. We realized that the guy didn’t take our tickets so they were.. um.. hehe.. still utilizable. We rode on the flying elephants with our buy 1, get 1 ride free.. um.. tickets. In short, we nicked a free ride… Well, it seemed like we paid only 15 per ride. At least my goal was accomplished. My friends and I were the only ones riding at the elephants at that time so it was more fun than expected.

At around 6pm, we rushed to the square to get good seats for the show but all the seats were takes. We bumped into Djon who was voyaging for spare seats among booths. Of course, there aren’t any. Ms. L, allowed us to sneak in front of the seats arranged and sit on the grounds. I didn’t mind because we were in front and at the middle. All the other students followed our good example and sat around the grounds as well. The show was extremely good. I don

‘t remember a single number that I didn’t enjoy or wasn’t well prepared. I can say freely that this was the best show put up in my entire schooling at PCC. Everything was well prepared and coordinated. Teachers, students even priests joined. The crowd shocker was when Fr. Blaise and Fr. Elax came out in full rapper attire singing “superhero”.. *lilipad ako para lang sa’yo.. lilipad ako sa dulo ng mundo.. ang lahat ng ito’y para lang sa’yo.. dahil ang totoo.. ikaw ang aking superhero.. “ The play integrated entitled “Celebramos” was really performed well too. All the departments performed and some even had combined performances. It ended with an amazing fireworks display. *not the regular kind of fireworks that you usually see on Dec.31* By the way, the guys and gals in punk and ghetto outfits in the pic are teachers. The girl in a huge jersey is my Math teachers while the one in the yellow shirt is my Music teacher! Haha
My buri hat didn’t fly away too! *grin here*
And last Friday, I HAD MY HAIR CURLED! Wonder how that turned out. I’ll find out on Monday. My sis said I looked really cute though.. Never mind, it’s what is inside that counts.

/nyaA.Haii.nyaks/

Doxology ~ a prayer of worship and praise to God
~ In my HS life, it means the opening interpretative dance which we usually have to cram practicing but in the end, totally enjoy the performance…
Street Dancing ~ dancing in the streets *haha*Well if you’re lost, let me start from the beginning. This week is the 94th Founding Anniversary of my school of a few years (9 yrs is a little), Pasig Catholic College. *note the advertisement* Now, all of the homo classes were asked to perform at the street dancing yesterday. Bahagi po ako ng homo class na ito kaya talagang kailangan. Syempre masaya ang lola niyo dahil mahilig magperform ito!! Kaya nga club ko ang Teatro Kumbento ng 2 taon eh!!! ^_^ Anyway, we went out on the streets of Pasig ang started dancing with our kimona, school skirt, abaca slippers and my fave, the Buri hat. The guys went out with camisa chino, the buri hat and their school pants. It was fun but at some point the cars occupied most of the street and forgot that we were supposed to be dancing. Lahat ng mga sumamang section ay pinayagang umuwi ng admin except sa amin dahil may doxo pa kami sa hapon. Kaya buong araw, nag-ayos lang kami ng room, kain, tulog sa sahig ng room na malamig dahil tiles, kain, kwentuhan, linis ulit pati practice nanaman ng doxo. Did I forget to mention that it was valentines’ day?!? Pero sa amin, ito’t Singles Appreciation Day at mas kailangang ipagdiriwang. Hehe! B-day din ni Gie Anne *Angie* ngayon at nakalimutan kong dalin yung gift koh… waaaa.. mamaya na lang.At around 3 pm, we went down to the school grounds and darted for another great performance. Did you know that the steps for this doxology was revised a couple of times? Parang naipit kami sa mga nag-uuntugang bato dahil paiiba-iba ng kanta ang ibinibigay sa amin. Nung Monday, hindi pa rin namin sigurado kung sasayaw pa kami o ano. Bumuo na lang kami ng sayaw tuwing may teacher na naaawa sa amin at binibigay yung time ng subject nila para makapagpactice kami. Haaay… buhay namin. Sabagay, sanay na kami mag cram. Ganito din nung gumawa kami ng doxo pati intermission para sa intrams last year. Practice, practice, practice… ayan.. hala.. sige.. practice pa kayo dyan… Mahirap lang kasi sabay-sabay yung mga practices ng sayaw. Mananaggal ba kami para hatiin ninyo ng ganito??? Monday, hindi pa clear yung iiinterpret ng section namin *46 students*. Wednesday na yung simula ng mga ground demo *cramming na toh!* Going back to the school grounds, we were there. We actually pulled it off. We finished the dance complete with liftings and choreo… It wasn’t as good as our past performances but considering the time constraint and the number of pasaways in our class, I think it was pretty good. Our class will perform again the doxology on Friday. They allowed us not to perform today so that we can get ready for our own ground demonstration this afternoon. Yehey… *note: sinayaw namin yung bagong kanta ng katedral ng Pasig na kinalimutan ko yung title*Goal for today:
1. Makasakay sa flying elephant at sa Ferris wheel.
2. Makapag ground demo na hindi linilipad yung buri hat tulad ng nangyari sa unang batch.

/nyAa.haiii.nYaks/