To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others...use your heart.

friday is really my favorite day of the week. good things happen to me on fridays.

in the morning i woke up grudgingly as usual, but unusually early. which was fortunate, coz it took me a while to get my act together. i had to cram some long overdue gifts into my bag. i got to school just in the nick of time for the general assembly. nothing unusual about that, hahahahaha.

we had a new seating arrangement in the classroom. i was put in front, beside the window looking out to the auditorium, and right in front of the teachers table. that spot gets really hot as summer draws near, i'm not looking forward to that. ironically, the teachers never watch that seat though, even if its right under their noses. hahaha. AND camille is seated right behind me. which is a plus, and it gave us a chance to talk (well, paperchat)... which we hadnt done in a while...
in red ink: ...you miss the "old me"? i dont know if i can bring her back. but...i'm hoping that out of the ashes, maybe a "new me" will come out.
blue ink: you can count on my help.
things are starting to look up again.

i distributed pasalubong from baguio. i went there for a couple of days during the christmas break and bought some bags of cornicks home. we enjoyed devouring them for recess.

writers' bloc. first agenda: evaluation of the moderator. that put grins on our faces.
1 - never, 2 - seldom, 3 - sometimes, 4 - often, 5 - always.
sophia: shows compassion and understanding towards the students.
me: one!
*everyone laughs*
sophia: intergrates MME values into the lessons...
*everyone sweatdrops*
we love picking on each other. miz m is no exception.
we discussed some stuff - article assignments, deadlines, editorial topics, and emanon. then we had nominations for next year's OH (organization head / president) and Asst. OH (VP). nominees for OH: maecy, joanne, and me; AOH: issa, celine, kyra, and bea.
me: if i win OH, i'll make sure issa wins AOH.
miz m: why?
me: so i can boss her around. "issa! shine my shoes!"
*everyone laughs*
we picked on celine too. she hates being stared at.
me: *staring at celine*
lalaine: *staring at celine*
celine: no! dont stare! get away! kyra, help!
kyra: how?
me: kyra, stare.
kyra: ok! *stares at celine*
celine: noooooooooo!
turns out she's catagelophobic, so we probably shouldnt do that anymore... *sweatdrops* or at least not as often. *grins*

dismissal. sophia, les, lalaine and i were going to the La Salle Antipolo dance. chesca and alex were supposed to go with us, but alex decided she didnt want to go, and chez didnt want to go if alex wasnt going (she ended up regretting though haha). anyway, me and les had to wait for sophia and lalaine to finish their CAT, so we had time to kill. first, i saw off camille and maecy, then went back to the high school building with chez, where we ended up helping les and some of her classmates spruce up their classroom for their asianfest. around 4:30, les and i decided to get ready. the plan was to for the two of us dress up as guys, and parade as lalaine's and sophia's "dates". les had a black long-sleeved shirt, over which she put on a dark blue t-shirt, plus blue jeans, and a cap where she tucked her hair into. me? i put on a loose checkered collared shirt, black jeans, a chain around my neck, a couple of silver rings, and one of those gothic-spikey bracelets. and slicked my hair back with gel. finishing touch: i took of my glasses, and les put them on. all we had to do was slouch, and lo and behold, there were two boys in the 2nd year ladies washroom. chez got a bit freaked, hehehehehe.

6:00. we were hanging around the car wondering what was taking our "dates" so long. then we realized they were getting dressed, hahaha. they eventually showed up, looking great too. their friend from la salle picked us up. on the way, i was looking up at the full moon through half closed eyelids. we got there early. we had the option to join the on-going frendster party, but decided we'd rather vomit our guts out. so we lounged around the fair grounds instead, looking for dinner. we discovered a stall of footlong hotdogs and tacos. yum! we found oursleves a table, ate, and talked. and they had so many stories to tell, i was quite happy to just listen to them all. then we headed back to the gym. the party still hadnt started yet, so we decided to just hang around and wait. there were these low cement railings that also acted as benches at the entrance, so we settled down there, sop and me on one side, lalaine and les opposite us. (here comes the fun part!) lalaine seated herself between les' legs while les hugged her from behind. les, being a bit drowsy, dropped her forehead onto lalaine's shoulder. one of the la salle brothers saw this, and scolded them: "you dont do that kind of thing in this school!". the two immediately separated. when he left, we burst into laughter. a little while after that, some girl walked out of the gym, and as she passed by us, we noticed she was staring at me. she even tripped a bit. more laughter after she had gone. we were actually pulling it off!

the dance finally started, so we went in. it took a while for the place to fill up, during which we just settled in a corner of the gym and talked some more. after the place began to liven up a bit, we took to the dance floor. it was kinda lame, they played crappy songs you could hardly dance too. and they had this smoke screen thing going that smelled unpleasant, and you could even taste it. but being with them was fun, and i still enjoyed myself a lot. and every now and then, they'd play a good song. then there was this whole scene where their friend, star (he was the organizer of the dance, and he's on sop and les' taekwando team. he invited them) got a cramp in his foot and dropped to the floor. les was all "he's wailing like a baby!". and to complete the picture: his mom showed up!

soon after that, we left the gym and returned to the fair grounds. we got ourselves pizza and softdrinks and settled down at our old table. we could still hear the music coming from the gym. what was left of the night was spent chatting away.

near midnight we got back to sop's place and crashed in the living room. before long, lalaine's mom was there to pick her up and she left. sop's mom whipped up some hot milo for us as we lounged around. it made a nice contrast to the cold floor under my bare feet.

my dad came around at 1am. i bid them goodnight, and thanked them for dragging me along. i normally wouldnt have agreed to go to that kind of thing. i'm glad i relented this time.