Hi Bien!.. Welcome!..PLLEASSSSSSEEE tell me you HAVE a blog here!..but tell me, please tell me, that u DIDN'T forget your account just like what forgetful RIO suffered!..haha!..Oh, Rio!.. I know you're reading this..Don't lie!..Correct me if I'm wrong!..
Oh yes, now, where was I??.. BIEEENN!!
hello, coco crunch!..=))..I mean Bien..
How's secretary??..=))..I mean Rio..
Yes, blog to bien! blog to bien!..alert!..calling from Silliman Avenue Extension, Dumaguete City!..
Is it one o'clock a.m there??Some freakish girl said that I better post a "Hi Bien" blog..So I did..I sacrificed my precious time for studying for THIS!..So it better be 1 a.m by now!..That's what secretary said,.The Junior Manager wanna-be!..NEVER!..bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
har2x..
Blog World, this is Bien..My former manager..yup..FormEr..!He is now my janitor.. hehe..peace KOKAKZ!..
umm..he's a..umm..horri-..awfu-...mea-...I mean..a.....g-g-ggggrea-grea--t-t cousin..
yah..hehehehehehe!
all for now!..
chaO!..
tiSHeE owEiz bieN!.
and bien,,only young people..people below 25 can read my blog..It's just soooo not kewL..!
AwfUl!..rUinZ the JamMyjAm!..
Monday, October 6, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I want to go out
I've been in this house for 2 days!!!! I need freedom!!..Democracy!!! Somebody!..SHOPPING!!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Hi Rio!
Hello,Rio! welcome to the world of blogging.. You should start blogging too! So just sign up...find the sign up here, somewhere..OK?? ARE WE CLEAR??!!
Read my blogs ok!?..
=D..
Read my blogs ok!?..
=D..
Ahem, world to Rio, Rio to world..'' Hello Rio!..'' Say hi!..Ok, Rio..This is the world.. =)..Ohh yes, world, Rio is my average, chicken-eating cousin.. She PROMISED she would read my blogs.. "Yeah, sure!" that's what she exactly said.. So Rio!.. You better be reading this!..
World, be nice!! Rio is new here!..Since she isn't such an EXPERT in the internet..((SO TRUE))
Rio could be smiling or laughing by now..((If she's reading this))...((SHE BETTER!!!))
Rio used to be MORE FAMOUS than I am..((I'm such a feeler!!!))
But as my first ever blog said, the one with the title, "It all started at the chapel", that's how my fame came..and I shined more than she did.. And I asked her about oil in your face, and she said that's what makes me more shinier than she is now..=))
LOL!!
Good one RIo., Good one!!! Definitely... NOT!!..
Eeeenk!!.. haha!! Fooled yah rey!... I bet you feeled so cool when i started blabbing how good your small sentence was!..
hehe..
Ok, see u soon secretary..I mean, Rio..=)
World, be nice!! Rio is new here!..Since she isn't such an EXPERT in the internet..((SO TRUE))
Rio could be smiling or laughing by now..((If she's reading this))...((SHE BETTER!!!))
Rio used to be MORE FAMOUS than I am..((I'm such a feeler!!!))
But as my first ever blog said, the one with the title, "It all started at the chapel", that's how my fame came..and I shined more than she did.. And I asked her about oil in your face, and she said that's what makes me more shinier than she is now..=))
LOL!!
Good one RIo., Good one!!! Definitely... NOT!!..
Eeeenk!!.. haha!! Fooled yah rey!... I bet you feeled so cool when i started blabbing how good your small sentence was!..
hehe..
Ok, see u soon secretary..I mean, Rio..=)
No copycats!
You can follow me, but don't use my WORDINGS in making one of your blogs..That's the only rule here..Thank you very much.. And That's a rule!...>=p
8 requests
8 requests!... 8!!! E-I-G-H-T!..EIGHT!..
8 requests for me to declaim.. AGAIN!..
daaahh!.. Insanity!.. hehe..
8 requests for me to declaim.. AGAIN!..
daaahh!.. Insanity!.. hehe..
Monday, September 29, 2008
Welcome to the City of Boredom
Are you tired??
Are you lying down doing absolutely NOTHING??
are you tired of old movies?
Mostly..are you BORED??
Well.,you're not the only one..me too...
hmmphh!..I have no solution for this!..
So, sorry..
Let's just wait for fun to arrive to this CITY..
of boredom..>=(
Are you lying down doing absolutely NOTHING??
are you tired of old movies?
Mostly..are you BORED??
Well.,you're not the only one..me too...
hmmphh!..I have no solution for this!..
So, sorry..
Let's just wait for fun to arrive to this CITY..
of boredom..>=(
It's done and gone
The foundress day is gone..No more fun..No more September..
Until next year.. But that's long, long, long.. like a year from now.. Hmpph!..
I wish I could rewind time..Just once.. But, I like what's going on now.,so I partly wish my wish wont come true...
It's over..=(..So sad.,I guess it's back to sticking with old, regular, same old, same old school days..not much activities..Some only..not much..=/...
Until next year.. But that's long, long, long.. like a year from now.. Hmpph!..
I wish I could rewind time..Just once.. But, I like what's going on now.,so I partly wish my wish wont come true...
It's over..=(..So sad.,I guess it's back to sticking with old, regular, same old, same old school days..not much activities..Some only..not much..=/...
I lost it
I lost it!.. My life is doomed! I can never depend on myself again!.. I lost my favorite and bestest letter in my life!.. I'd do anything or give anything just if I could find it!..hmphh!..=(..
I'm sooo sad..nothing can cheer me up..except finding the letter..Well, I do memorize what it said, but I can never prove to anyone something if I don't have the letter..=(..
So sad., right??
So sad., right??
Declamation piece: The Fetus in the Stomach
Last night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was a tiny dot in the womb of my mother. Formed by love, and blessed by the Lord. I could not see, I could not hear, but I could feel that I was loved. Embrace by the warm tenderness of my mother's flesh.
Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!
Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.
In God's time, I was a tiny dot, no more. I grew, and grew, and grew. Caressed by parental affection. I wanted to say, thank you mother, thank father, for your love, thank you for my life.
One day, I heard splashing sounds, and boyish laughters. I can hear! I can hear! My heart was filled with joy! I kicked and kicked in celebration. Then, I stopped. I heard a sweet voice saying, "Mark, Joe, out of the bathroom now! You might catch cold!" I thought, she must be my mother. Yes, indeed, she was my mother. The two boys, Mark and Joe answered, "Yes mama!"
I echoed in the silence of my heart, "Mama, I love you, Mark and Joe, I love you! Wait for me, my brothers, we will climb the guava tree in mama's garden together soon."
On another day, my father cam home and told mama, "I have the results! It's a girl!"
"I am a girl! I am a girl! I am the only girl! Mark and Joe, you will have a loving sister! Mother, Father, I promise, I will be a good daughter! I will make you happy parents!"
But one evening, deep in the night, I heard my father and mother, talk about hard times, "Rising prices of gasoline! And food! High cost of education!'' My father cried aloud, "How can I support a family of three children?!" I was shocked! Am I an unwanted child? Oh, yes that was what my father had meant!
Oh no, father, please, mother, love me as you love Mark and Joe!
I shouted, I shouted again and again, "Love me, love me please!"
I kicked, I kicked again and again for my mother to get the message!
I cried, I cried again and again so my father and mother would pity me!
I prayed, I prayed again and again, "Lord, I want to be born!"
My father came home, late one evening. He told my mother, "Here are pills from the health center, take one for thirteen days." I was afraid! When the first pill was taken by my mother, the nectar in my mother's milk, turned bitter!
Oh, God! Pills to murder innocent babies! Unborn but with life!
Father, mother, why are you doing this to me?! Do you not love me? Do you not pity me? Love me as you love my brothers!
Father, you said you cannot support a family of three children, are you killing me just so Mark and Joe will live?
Father, mother, brothers, I do not want to die! I want to be part of you! I want to wash your clothes, I want to cook your food, please do not kill me!
How cruel, how cruel! I cannot defend myself, I cannot run away to avoid the pills poison! I cannot spit it out for my lips are weak and tender!
Somebody, Help me! Nobody cares. I want to live! But nobody cares. I want to be with Mark and Joe!
Then, I felt unbearable pain. I became weaker, and weaker. I was dying little by little. I want to live! But I could breathe, no more. Father, mother, you have murdered me, but I love you--Mark, Joe, good luck my brothers, I am sorry, but I can no longer climb the guava tree in our mother's garden...I..I...(deathly, but audible whisper..)
Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!
Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.
In God's time, I was a tiny dot, no more. I grew, and grew, and grew. Caressed by parental affection. I wanted to say, thank you mother, thank father, for your love, thank you for my life.
One day, I heard splashing sounds, and boyish laughters. I can hear! I can hear! My heart was filled with joy! I kicked and kicked in celebration. Then, I stopped. I heard a sweet voice saying, "Mark, Joe, out of the bathroom now! You might catch cold!" I thought, she must be my mother. Yes, indeed, she was my mother. The two boys, Mark and Joe answered, "Yes mama!"
I echoed in the silence of my heart, "Mama, I love you, Mark and Joe, I love you! Wait for me, my brothers, we will climb the guava tree in mama's garden together soon."
On another day, my father cam home and told mama, "I have the results! It's a girl!"
"I am a girl! I am a girl! I am the only girl! Mark and Joe, you will have a loving sister! Mother, Father, I promise, I will be a good daughter! I will make you happy parents!"
But one evening, deep in the night, I heard my father and mother, talk about hard times, "Rising prices of gasoline! And food! High cost of education!'' My father cried aloud, "How can I support a family of three children?!" I was shocked! Am I an unwanted child? Oh, yes that was what my father had meant!
Oh no, father, please, mother, love me as you love Mark and Joe!
I shouted, I shouted again and again, "Love me, love me please!"
I kicked, I kicked again and again for my mother to get the message!
I cried, I cried again and again so my father and mother would pity me!
I prayed, I prayed again and again, "Lord, I want to be born!"
My father came home, late one evening. He told my mother, "Here are pills from the health center, take one for thirteen days." I was afraid! When the first pill was taken by my mother, the nectar in my mother's milk, turned bitter!
Oh, God! Pills to murder innocent babies! Unborn but with life!
Father, mother, why are you doing this to me?! Do you not love me? Do you not pity me? Love me as you love my brothers!
Father, you said you cannot support a family of three children, are you killing me just so Mark and Joe will live?
Father, mother, brothers, I do not want to die! I want to be part of you! I want to wash your clothes, I want to cook your food, please do not kill me!
How cruel, how cruel! I cannot defend myself, I cannot run away to avoid the pills poison! I cannot spit it out for my lips are weak and tender!
Somebody, Help me! Nobody cares. I want to live! But nobody cares. I want to be with Mark and Joe!
Then, I felt unbearable pain. I became weaker, and weaker. I was dying little by little. I want to live! But I could breathe, no more. Father, mother, you have murdered me, but I love you--Mark, Joe, good luck my brothers, I am sorry, but I can no longer climb the guava tree in our mother's garden...I..I...(deathly, but audible whisper..)
Isn't my future doggies to be CUTE?..Judge them..
Yorkie,.A fine doggy..Soo cute..But that's what I can also say to the rest of my idol doggies..
The maltese..Cute, white and fluffy..
The teacup poodle..Adorable and the size of a teacup
The great, violet-eyed havanese..
The so common Shi-Tzu..
That's all..I forgot the rest though...They were so cute!..
The old scandal of Vanessa Hudgens
She was my old Idol..But sad to say..I think now she's a **** ****!..=)
This is what I would like to say.."Vanessa! Look at you! Look at all your fans! They turned their innocent faces BACK on you!! For all that you have done!.."
Shame on you, dear Baby V!,.
Friend Advice
The oracle says:
To make new friends, many times all you have to do is step outside your door and meet people. The important thing is not to be afraid to get out there and show the world who you are. Most people need friends just as much as you do.
Do you have a really hard time choosing? I mean like., for example..You have two tickets to the most rocking concert in your city, and you are one of those who got the last 3 tickets in your entire school,. One ticket is yours and two are left,. You have four best friends and they all beg you to take them to the concert,.Well., A solution of course takes one step at a time..
To make new friends, many times all you have to do is step outside your door and meet people. The important thing is not to be afraid to get out there and show the world who you are. Most people need friends just as much as you do.
Do you have a really hard time choosing? I mean like., for example..You have two tickets to the most rocking concert in your city, and you are one of those who got the last 3 tickets in your entire school,. One ticket is yours and two are left,. You have four best friends and they all beg you to take them to the concert,.Well., A solution of course takes one step at a time..
- Invite two who you think would be most interested..
- Talk about it openly with them, and decide together what to do..
- Purchase the extra tickets necessary, and spit the total cost equally among all of you.
Internal Organs for Lunch
YUCK! Talk about disgusting!..
Who wants internal organs of a pig for lunch and supper?
I can't believe I'm eating this stuff that smells like poo!
I mean, who wants to eat something called "DUGO"?
The internal organs crushed and smashed and eaten!..
Yuck! I think I'm going to hurl!..
I'd rather eat banana peelings from the trashcan than that!..That is so true!..
Heeeyy!,,that's awkward..At first I was watching a movie of a giant crocodile that roars like a lion.,Now I'm watching a giant bear that roars like a lion..
hmmphh!! Still bored!..
I've been bored like 24/7
Somebody help me!..
But I was sooo not bored yesterday..it was a blast..The dinner for a cause..also so romantic..=)
Who wants internal organs of a pig for lunch and supper?
I can't believe I'm eating this stuff that smells like poo!
I mean, who wants to eat something called "DUGO"?
The internal organs crushed and smashed and eaten!..
Yuck! I think I'm going to hurl!..
I'd rather eat banana peelings from the trashcan than that!..That is so true!..
Heeeyy!,,that's awkward..At first I was watching a movie of a giant crocodile that roars like a lion.,Now I'm watching a giant bear that roars like a lion..
hmmphh!! Still bored!..
I've been bored like 24/7
Somebody help me!..
But I was sooo not bored yesterday..it was a blast..The dinner for a cause..also so romantic..=)
The life here
The life here is pretty much boring..and fun..There's nothing new in my friendster account..And definitely nothing new on TV.. And no new textmates or no new news..
I miss going to school now.. Even if it's just one day since yesterday ((Dinner for a cause))..We have one week of freedom and vacation..but I don't see the excitment., All I want is to go to school and see my friends..I'm more of a school girl than a homie.. It's just that, here at home all the people are older than me, and my best cousin comes only at TIMES..and tomorrow is a busy afternoon-day.. I have to go to the Prayer Rally and declame..hmphh! I want to continue blogging.. Typing my thoughts.. It better than nothing..Don't you think??
I wish I could just visit my friends..But they're all to busy..
SheesH!..
Talk about City Boredom!.. I'll just look for a new layout for my profile in friendster.. It's the only thing I don't have there..I also have a blog there, but I feel more comfortable here..
It feels better..
And besides..I'm getting to feel bored with friendster..there's no new comments..
Can you give me advice on what to do during free times aside from doing nothing?..
Make your idea good! I don't accept stupid answers..
I miss going to school now.. Even if it's just one day since yesterday ((Dinner for a cause))..We have one week of freedom and vacation..but I don't see the excitment., All I want is to go to school and see my friends..I'm more of a school girl than a homie.. It's just that, here at home all the people are older than me, and my best cousin comes only at TIMES..and tomorrow is a busy afternoon-day.. I have to go to the Prayer Rally and declame..hmphh! I want to continue blogging.. Typing my thoughts.. It better than nothing..Don't you think??
I wish I could just visit my friends..But they're all to busy..
SheesH!..
Talk about City Boredom!.. I'll just look for a new layout for my profile in friendster.. It's the only thing I don't have there..I also have a blog there, but I feel more comfortable here..
It feels better..
And besides..I'm getting to feel bored with friendster..there's no new comments..
Can you give me advice on what to do during free times aside from doing nothing?..
Make your idea good! I don't accept stupid answers..
A wanna be
Have you heard? Guess not.. Well, Florence Hitmonfat..I mean, Hitosis, Florence Hitosis, the girl who thinks she's my best friend ((SOOO NOT!)) said this, "I will copy Michaela!.. I will follow her ballpens,. How she writes and everything! Next year, I will not eat, so I can become thin and be a majorette just like her!" Eww!..Unbelievable...Her? Majorette? Fluffy short her? Dark neck? Super brown skin? Boyish? No fashion? and Big eyes with a matching flat nose?.. yeeh!..
I don't think that's quite possible..she's SUCH a wanna be..But I respect her as my FRIEND..She's a great friend and she likes me..ALLOT..she loves my family..And offers me gifts.. She may be want to be like me, but I think it's fine..At least someone adores me..((charrr!))
Well, I hate to say everything I said about her..It's so not like me.. I mean, that would be so mean..
What creature would say things?.. Well, NOT ME!..
Honestly...You can see all honesty in my puppy eyeballs..=D
I'm writing red now..'Coz I'm talking about LOVE here..I mean Florence kind of love..
She loves Derek so much, she's crazy for him..
totally!.. JOHN DEREK Y. BAUTISTA, my 3rd cousin and classmate, the boy who's birthday is before mine..
Florence is insane for him.,But derek thinks she's not his type and she's weird and the Real Life DORA THE EXPLORER..wow...Just that I found out that she has Dora glitter pens!..hehe..
Florence must be heart broken..((I'm writing blue for sadness))
All she gets from Derek is "Ngee! Tambok!".."BAHO!!!"
"Ngee! Tambok" in English is "Yuck! Fat!"
"BAHO!" in English is "Stinky!"
I pity her.,But Derek doesn't feel it..He only feels hatred and cruelness.. one day, I know Derek will open his eyes and see the real florence..
I'm writing yellow for...NOTHING..
I'm writing violet to say "Ta ta for now! Toodles and goodbye!"
I don't think that's quite possible..she's SUCH a wanna be..But I respect her as my FRIEND..She's a great friend and she likes me..ALLOT..she loves my family..And offers me gifts.. She may be want to be like me, but I think it's fine..At least someone adores me..((charrr!))
Well, I hate to say everything I said about her..It's so not like me.. I mean, that would be so mean..
What creature would say things?.. Well, NOT ME!..
Honestly...You can see all honesty in my puppy eyeballs..=D
I'm writing red now..'Coz I'm talking about LOVE here..I mean Florence kind of love..
She loves Derek so much, she's crazy for him..
totally!.. JOHN DEREK Y. BAUTISTA, my 3rd cousin and classmate, the boy who's birthday is before mine..
Florence is insane for him.,But derek thinks she's not his type and she's weird and the Real Life DORA THE EXPLORER..wow...Just that I found out that she has Dora glitter pens!..hehe..
Florence must be heart broken..((I'm writing blue for sadness))
All she gets from Derek is "Ngee! Tambok!".."BAHO!!!"
"Ngee! Tambok" in English is "Yuck! Fat!"
"BAHO!" in English is "Stinky!"
I pity her.,But Derek doesn't feel it..He only feels hatred and cruelness.. one day, I know Derek will open his eyes and see the real florence..
I'm writing yellow for...NOTHING..
I'm writing violet to say "Ta ta for now! Toodles and goodbye!"
Sunday, September 28, 2008
It all started at the chapel
Last night was great.. It was Mother Caterina Cittadini's 207th birthday.. In the morning, we had a thanksgiving mass, in the afternoon, I went back to school to practice the declamation piece.. About that, it all started at the chapel in our school...I was playing with Raijean and Christina, my pretty good friends..Sometimes horrible, but trust me..They're great..!Yes, now., I was playing at the chapel (as always), when I heard a call, "Michaela! Michaela!" a voice cried out.. I looked back, it was the PRINCIPAL.. "Yes, sister.." ((Ohh..Our Principal is a nun..So we call her "sister")).. "You will be declaiming on Sept. 28, 2008 in our 'Dinner for a Cause' the biggest dinner of our school! More than 1,500 people will be there!" sister reminded.."Yes sister".. "But the declamation peiece you'll have will be the one of your cousin, Ruby Ann, 'Fetus in the stomach'..The all famous piece.." sister said.. Then she walked away.."YEEEESSS! YESS!! I told my friends.." They asked why and I answered "I'm going to declame!"
Weeks and weeks passed by until I found a trainer...Glenda Fabillar..my old, old trainer since 2006..They said it was a contest for the intramurals "literary musical contest"..I said it wasn't, but they wouldn't believe me... But then the day came when sister finally proved them wrong that IT WASN'T A CONTEST! Hah! take that!
then intrumz where done.,then came our Foundress Day..First of the Foundress day was Fun day.,on Friday!..The morning of that day was a booper,. The afternon was a Bomber! Totally opposite!..It was soo fun!...And that very day.,I received the BESTEST letter in my entire life!.. The next day was my first parade to participate in...What I mean is TO BE TWIRLER IN A PARADE..of course I've been in OTHER useless several parades..just walking..not a band member yet., But this year, I totally particpated like I've always dreamed..to be a twirler...minorette., In other words..It was as great as Fun day..,only better..and the sender of the BESTEST letter was there..=)..I had that smile till evening...
Then came The DAY..Sept. 28, 2008...Our FOundress day..It started with a Thanksgiving Mass, just like what I said earlier..Sender was there too..=)...we kissed the relics of Mother Caterina Cittadini..like every year in our school....And the priest was talking all about abortion! Just like my declamation piece..how timing..Then I went in the afternoon and 2:30-4:00 pm to practice my piece..yah...there were 10 imported speakers...and we owned them!...=)..others say were rich..pathetic..NO WE AREN'T..were just average.. I saw more than 2,500 seats...Wow., I really had an audience.. at first I didn't care...but then I totally freaked out!.. Then it was evening...it was 6:00pm and I said, "HEy! they're starting by now! It said in the schedule! The memoirs are starting!!!!!!! I'll be late!" they said "They won't start right away!.. Just take your time" I was trying my best to be patient..then we finally left... They didn't say they needed to get the Lechon!.. So we had to get it faaaar away.. It was 6:32pm.. I murmured to myself.."I will soooo be late in the memoirs...!" then we arrived., and guss what..They didn't start yet..hah!.But when I reached back stage madm. kho, my teacher last year, the one who's in charge of me said "CHANGE TO YOUR COSTUME NOW!!!!!!!!! We're about to start and your part is after the princesses!..." I changed hurridly..I was done.,I waited for my turn..watched "sender" and then it was my turn..I was pale...I forgot a couple of lines..I interchanged paragraphs.., but I remembered "Go on" and I also remembered madm. kho said "everything is good..Coz Nobody knows your piece..so If you mix things up, nobody will know.Hehe.." So I went on..after my turn., I cried..I was just so frightened..by the way., my piece was about abortion...I was suppose to cry DURING MY TIME..not AFTER MY TIME...but the tears came only after my turn..then sender looked at my..wondered why I was crying..Sender is also participating., coz they won in our folk dance contest representing unit 3...sender and I are unit 3..=)..
Then I changed back to my original clothes...pants and our foundress tshirt...
I played with sender..=)..
Allot
=)
A love song was sang by the alumni of CCSLS, our school.,Sender was behind me...I was sitting..Sender touched me..I looked back..Sender was smiling..I smiled back...Sender had to prepare coz their part was next..
Sender did pretty well...=)
Then my EX saw me sat in the same bench as were I was..I forwned..STUPID EX..'
then sender came... smiled...
Then..It was the time..the part before the end of the dinner.. it was "READ THE BIBLE"..the song and dance number...Sender needed to go home..Before sender left, sender passed by me and said "goodbye michaela..See you......" I couln't hear the words after "see you"..It faded..I was sad sender left..Then we all left..went home..in our red car.,I looked out the window...trying to find some friends..then my aunt said "The principal said you will declame again in the tayada sa plaza...and The priest asked if you could declame your piece in the prayer rally.. all about abortion..just like your piece..."
"Wow.." I said.." 2 requests after the not so fine declamation performance.."
Then the next day at around 11 am..
Another request was made from our rival school "Don Bosco School"
They want me to declame too..
Wow..hehe,..then, they said St. Paul's University is also planning to requst me..=))
I laughed.."I'm famous.." I said..
Ohh., and my lolo said that he'll publish my name in the newspaper..=D..
I really am famous..And it all started at the chapel..=)
Weeks and weeks passed by until I found a trainer...Glenda Fabillar..my old, old trainer since 2006..They said it was a contest for the intramurals "literary musical contest"..I said it wasn't, but they wouldn't believe me... But then the day came when sister finally proved them wrong that IT WASN'T A CONTEST! Hah! take that!
then intrumz where done.,then came our Foundress Day..First of the Foundress day was Fun day.,on Friday!..The morning of that day was a booper,. The afternon was a Bomber! Totally opposite!..It was soo fun!...And that very day.,I received the BESTEST letter in my entire life!.. The next day was my first parade to participate in...What I mean is TO BE TWIRLER IN A PARADE..of course I've been in OTHER useless several parades..just walking..not a band member yet., But this year, I totally particpated like I've always dreamed..to be a twirler...minorette., In other words..It was as great as Fun day..,only better..and the sender of the BESTEST letter was there..=)..I had that smile till evening...
Then came The DAY..Sept. 28, 2008...Our FOundress day..It started with a Thanksgiving Mass, just like what I said earlier..Sender was there too..=)...we kissed the relics of Mother Caterina Cittadini..like every year in our school....And the priest was talking all about abortion! Just like my declamation piece..how timing..Then I went in the afternoon and 2:30-4:00 pm to practice my piece..yah...there were 10 imported speakers...and we owned them!...=)..others say were rich..pathetic..NO WE AREN'T..were just average.. I saw more than 2,500 seats...Wow., I really had an audience.. at first I didn't care...but then I totally freaked out!.. Then it was evening...it was 6:00pm and I said, "HEy! they're starting by now! It said in the schedule! The memoirs are starting!!!!!!! I'll be late!" they said "They won't start right away!.. Just take your time" I was trying my best to be patient..then we finally left... They didn't say they needed to get the Lechon!.. So we had to get it faaaar away.. It was 6:32pm.. I murmured to myself.."I will soooo be late in the memoirs...!" then we arrived., and guss what..They didn't start yet..hah!.But when I reached back stage madm. kho, my teacher last year, the one who's in charge of me said "CHANGE TO YOUR COSTUME NOW!!!!!!!!! We're about to start and your part is after the princesses!..." I changed hurridly..I was done.,I waited for my turn..watched "sender" and then it was my turn..I was pale...I forgot a couple of lines..I interchanged paragraphs.., but I remembered "Go on" and I also remembered madm. kho said "everything is good..Coz Nobody knows your piece..so If you mix things up, nobody will know.Hehe.." So I went on..after my turn., I cried..I was just so frightened..by the way., my piece was about abortion...I was suppose to cry DURING MY TIME..not AFTER MY TIME...but the tears came only after my turn..then sender looked at my..wondered why I was crying..Sender is also participating., coz they won in our folk dance contest representing unit 3...sender and I are unit 3..=)..
Then I changed back to my original clothes...pants and our foundress tshirt...
I played with sender..=)..
Allot
=)
A love song was sang by the alumni of CCSLS, our school.,Sender was behind me...I was sitting..Sender touched me..I looked back..Sender was smiling..I smiled back...Sender had to prepare coz their part was next..
Sender did pretty well...=)
Then my EX saw me sat in the same bench as were I was..I forwned..STUPID EX..'
then sender came... smiled...
Then..It was the time..the part before the end of the dinner.. it was "READ THE BIBLE"..the song and dance number...Sender needed to go home..Before sender left, sender passed by me and said "goodbye michaela..See you......" I couln't hear the words after "see you"..It faded..I was sad sender left..Then we all left..went home..in our red car.,I looked out the window...trying to find some friends..then my aunt said "The principal said you will declame again in the tayada sa plaza...and The priest asked if you could declame your piece in the prayer rally.. all about abortion..just like your piece..."
"Wow.." I said.." 2 requests after the not so fine declamation performance.."
Then the next day at around 11 am..
Another request was made from our rival school "Don Bosco School"
They want me to declame too..
Wow..hehe,..then, they said St. Paul's University is also planning to requst me..=))
I laughed.."I'm famous.." I said..
Ohh., and my lolo said that he'll publish my name in the newspaper..=D..
I really am famous..And it all started at the chapel..=)
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