This year's field trip was beyond awesome. I think it's the most amazing and fun field trip we've ever had. Our first destination was in Paradise Adventure Camp in Bulacan, Philippines. We had Team Building and Water Survival, and had to go through 4 or more activities before we were able to have a free time to swim. It was fun, really. At first, my classmates and I were totally not about the activities. But then we realized how awesome they were and heck yeah! Sure, I got a few bloody bruises because of it, but they were worth it. I had the most fun, and that's all that matters.
You know what's much more awesome?
I finally have a picture of him... with me. It was my friends' idea. Those two. Always ruining my life. Hah! Kidding. I love them so much, and I love them for doing what they did. What did they do? They simply came up to him and said, "Kuya, pa-picture kami!" It was really only supposed to be me, but just to not raise any suspicion, they decided to take pictures of him with them as well. I have been staring at that picture for 5 minutes now. It's just so... *le sigh*. I just love it, okay? I wanted to cry, but at the same time I didn't. What is wrong with me omg? trololol
Should I post it? I don't know. I'm only afraid of people finding out. And once they do, I'm sure they'll start gossiping about me, spreading rumors and whatnot. I really wanted that picture taken of the both of us, it's just that I was afraid people might see and begin wondering about the two of us. And me. They might think I'm 'malandi' for doing it. I'm sorry, people who think that way. I didn't mean it. I really didn't. Blame my friends. Lol.
“Here's to the crazy ones. [...] The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. They have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see geniuses. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.” - Apple Inc.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
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What I need:
- a transparent jar
- assorted-colored notes
- a pen (of course)
That awkward moment when you talk about prom, and your parents start talking about 'you-know-who'.
It all started when I told them where our prom will be held, at El Cielito Hotel. We start talking about prom-related things, and suddenly our conversation turns like this:
Mom: Eh di'ba may mga partner yun? Sino magiging partner mo?
Me: Hm, ewan ko nga po e.
Mom: Di'ba 4th year yung makaka-partner ninyo? Paano yung guy na nago-organ sa inyo?
Me: *blushes as usual* Hah? Ano meron?
Mom: Gusto mo ba siya maka-partner? Paano kung naging date mo siya?
Me: Eh... Edi hindi ako makakahinga. Speechless ba kamo. Pero as if naman. Ewan. I wish.
Mom: Paano kung wini-wish niya rin na maka-date ka niya? Gusto mo ipa-request ko dun sa nago-organ sa inyo na kayo na lang mag-partner?
Me: *laughs* Mom!
Mom: *looks at dad who has been awfully quiet since the start of the conversation* O, ba't ka naninipa?
Dad: *laughs* Wala akong ginagawa ha!
Me: Dad, someday I will find my prince but you will always be my King. *grins*
Dad: Aw, thanks, baby. *kisses yay*
Mom: Eh di'ba may mga partner yun? Sino magiging partner mo?
Me: Hm, ewan ko nga po e.
Mom: Di'ba 4th year yung makaka-partner ninyo? Paano yung guy na nago-organ sa inyo?
Me: *blushes as usual* Hah? Ano meron?
Mom: Gusto mo ba siya maka-partner? Paano kung naging date mo siya?
Me: Eh... Edi hindi ako makakahinga. Speechless ba kamo. Pero as if naman. Ewan. I wish.
Mom: Paano kung wini-wish niya rin na maka-date ka niya? Gusto mo ipa-request ko dun sa nago-organ sa inyo na kayo na lang mag-partner?
Me: *laughs* Mom!
Mom: *looks at dad who has been awfully quiet since the start of the conversation* O, ba't ka naninipa?
Dad: *laughs* Wala akong ginagawa ha!
Me: Dad, someday I will find my prince but you will always be my King. *grins*
Dad: Aw, thanks, baby. *kisses yay*
As promised, a small, not-so-detailed post about how my friend's party went.
Well, it wasn't actually a 'party' since only 4 of us was invited (close friends only) and attended. Antonette knew she couldn't accommodate the whole class and wanted to spend time with only a few of her friends. So, it was past 3pm when Roanne, Anica and I got to Antonette's house. Faye, our other friend and her best friend, was there too. We ate tacos (aw yeah), carbonara, and fruit ref cake (I don't really know what it's called). After a few talks about prom and schist, we watched a movie. Two movies, actually: Fright Night and Orphan. Oh, yes. We actually watched it. After so many months, I finally got to watch Orphan. \m/ While watching Fright Night, Antonette and I were cool and stuff while the others were shouting and were like, "Ohmuhgud, what's gonna happeeeeeeen?" We already watched the movie so many times; we only ended up laughing at our friends. (It's natural for us to do that so yeah.) Evening came... and it was time to watch Orphan *thunder sounds and other scary sound effects*. Yes, it was creepy. And gross. There were a few scenes that made me want to puke. Especially the part when *insert spoiler here*. Heh. Oh, and we also shouted really loud at the almost ending when *insert yet another spoiler here*. But it was fun. It was the kind of movie that still made me sleep peacefully last night. But Antonette wanted to watch the chilling alternate ending and we're like "NOOOOOOO!" No way. There's just some movies that really creep me out and I start imagining things during the night and in the end, I can't sleep anymore. Yep.
Basically, I had a lot of fun. We're having a movie marathon again soon. Probably during December 15+. And you bet I'll be posting about that (unless something urgent happens and I'm not allowed to go online for a long time and I forget about posting it)
I'll be posting again. Soon. (Quite sooner than you think.) -Alice
Basically, I had a lot of fun. We're having a movie marathon again soon. Probably during December 15+. And you bet I'll be posting about that (unless something urgent happens and I'm not allowed to go online for a long time and I forget about posting it)
I'll be posting again. Soon. (Quite sooner than you think.) -Alice
Friday, November 23, 2012
November 22-23, 2012
So... November 22. What's up with November 22? Other than it was my friend's birthday, of course. Well, I got to chat with him on Facebook again. I've always been planning on asking him, but I still had to wait for the right time. And somehow, I felt that it was time I ask him about it. And I did. Here's a preview of how our chat went:
November 23, 2012. A while ago, I gave my copy of the classical song called Kiss The Rain by Yiruma, that awesome Korean piano-playing guy. I might not go into details for now, so let's just say that I am sao awkward forever! But he's so sweet. And I love him. Y U SO ADORBS UGH WHYYYYY
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
I'm sick.
I've been sick since yesterday because of tonsillitis. Whenever I swallow, my ear hurts. I've had the worst headache that made me feel like I either wanted to puke or just lie down and not move all day. I can't taste anything, I can't eat anything. I've been absent from school for two days now. I just hope I can go to school tomorrow. -Alice
Sunday, November 11, 2012
I said 'hi' to him today.
And you know what? I honestly didn't get nervous. At all. Like it was perfectly normal for a girl like me to say hi to a boy like him. I waved at him like a friend, and he waved back as well. His smile was so mesmerizing. I wish I could always say hi to him like that without feeling anxious or nervous or whatever. Even at school. My friends always tell me to say hi to him. I always say no, since I always thought that he'd feel awkward and think something else. But he isn't that kind of person. He's kind, and sweet, and he doesn't pick friends. Everyone is his friend. I know that now.
And with that, I end my speech.
Until my next entry. -Alice
Until my next entry. -Alice
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