I'm back! I missed you a lot. Can't promise you that I'll update every once in a while, but this is a sign of assurance. I didn't forget you. HAHA.

Talking to my blog sounds freaky, but hey. :)


-------

Byeee.

Stolen is what's playing right now, and it hit me, ten times as if I'm in a wrestling match w/ someone I do not know. And yes, that was RANDOM. :)

Although I don't think something miraculous happened this day, might as well update this for one last time. OR NOT. Got plans of transferring to Tumblr, still not sure. But I still would miss this, all of these! :))))

Today is Marjorie Ann Fader's fourteenth birthday! Oooh, yaay! Fourteen. And I was thinking of my birthday, still 2 months to go before I hit the big 1-4. Terrifying.

Well, my Biology notebook's getting filled up again, with words I seriously haven't heard of before. God, and it has to be like this.

And darn, I figured that my title was TOO dramatic, shallow even, but I really hope so that that could happen. My heart needs some repairing and serious bandages.
...

She was too, unstoppable. Some harsh words won't even help. If she wants something, she'll absolutely, without a doubt do it. And I guess that's something wrong.
A heart-breaker. A stealer. I don't want to sound like a backfighter, I just wanted to get all of these things out. And eventually regret this when I read it again, then take those words back.

Gee, and I just wanted to blurt out, "Lahat na lang naagaw mo. Gusto mo ata pti pencil ko sayo na." The sound of an annoyed thirteen yr. old, would like to break. NOW. :|


As time passes I know everything would be alright. Back to where I've started, to what I was. And now I blame my heart. For why it does that to me, and why I don't get those long-term affections and whatsoever-s. :) It's a good thing and a bad thing all rolled up into one.


Camping's tomorrow. Still need to pack and arrange every little thing. Goodbye! :*

Screaming twice as loud, ganging up on foes, and more pain in the hizzey are probably what "OH, FUN!" means now. Right? RIGHT. :) My husky voice is back, thanks to all the yelling, and chanting 'wala, WALA!'. Got that from all the Basketball games I cheered for.

GAHH, new hearts popping out of the blue. HATE IT? I should, this guy not worth the love, but I think he already has captivated my heart. (Echoos.) JAILOVE is what keeps me on my feet and no, he's not the one for me. Lovestruck, perhaps? Nahh, he's just my new idol slash crusharoo. =)))


Past happenings. I'll break it down.

Thursday, 10/22/09 ~ Sportsfest '09-10 Opening. WTH, teachers made us walk like dang, we do not need this, kind of walking. Parade was so lame because of that tiring walk from the HS building up to the gate of the Elem. building. We all were physically and mentally exhausted from the heat. And I can't tell you how tight the competition was for Muse & Escort, but Issy & Aj got this in the bag yo. There's a 99.9% probability that, we sophomores could win! All the talents were amazingly executed (except for the 1st ones which I think was not wonderfully performed, sry!), especially ours and the Seniors' talent. Papa Jonas was a real head-turner plus an "ohmygaah!" eye candy. Ate Pam meanwhile was really pretty, pretty, pretty, that I thought they were celebrities. Exaggerating much? Haha, kinda. Anyways, PAMONAS rocks! We also won our first culliot game that day.

Friday, 10/23/09 ~ Day 2 of Sportsfest. It started and ended w/ Basketball. We were all trying our hardest to win all & for us, do our part in cheering, but unluckily, the hapon game of the Green vs. Yellow basketball boys, was a saddening loss. We won the morning game, and they were all hyped and ecstatic, but we went home w/ the hapon game in our minds, afraid that they might crush us again (we hope not.) We, I mean, I, Mado, & Tin, also named a few of our fellow Sophomore boys names of Basketball players. From Jeph to Jai Reyes, and Ed to Dylan Ababou, from Floyd to Chris Tiu, and Alec to Benjie Paras, we three were all in hysterics w/ what we did w/ them. No offense to the boys, but they all didn't mind it. Also, watching Basketball girls was more exciting and nerve wracking than the boys'. Kimmy and the gang did an awesome job making points for our team. I planned to join too, but I didn't have the guts to shove MATON out of the way. She was one tough boar. *laughs* So I decided to join the next day, pero ayun, naunhan prin ako ng kaba. :DD

Saturday, 10/24/09 ~ I was not ecstatic to go to school for it was a Saturday, hello? My morning started with a badminton game w/ Padz, and a practice for our "Harana para kay Maria" songs. I was not that nervous, but I could feel the tension in the others. Me and Inna were also trying out ways on how to go the other building and watch their opening. Eventually, we found out a way, and the HS dancers brought out the best in them in dancing. AMAZINGLY ASTONISHING. DANG, they also made us play only one game, which was Basketball girls. I was ready w/ sunblock on, and my voice ready to take on the fight. I didn't get the chance to join again, but did my best to lead the Dilaw cheering squad (WOO!) Maton slash Bulalo slash Crispy Pata (oh-so funny names na pinangbansag nila Yays & Alfredo kay girl.) played yet another game with more strength and will. She was ready to take on Kimmy, but Kimmy is the type of gal that's NOT ready to lose. Our girls WON, of course. While that ended, I got some time off to bond w/ my Dyxy. Went to the Elem. building to catch up on their games, and made bilin to my sister that was really important. She also told me about certain stuff I can't tell and more stories I didn't know. Also, we caught sight of Jerica and told her about how his brother did so well on being the Senior's escort. Then went back to our classroom, continued to exchange chikas, and a whole lot more. I was also pissed like EFF, and irritated to see EPAL there again. Nkakaasar tlaga un, laking salot sa mundo eh. GAHH, anyways, I just didn't mind him, but the next time I see him, he better be ready for some stern words. I warned you EPAL. *smirks* :))))

So, we also got some time to fix ourselves for our performance in CTK. Curling irons, makeup and everything was in sight. Ms. Rosas did my hair and Ms. Paraonda did our makeup. We arrived at the church, looking around and made kwento w/ Ate Justlyn. She was really funny, same w/ Ate Marj and Ate Tin. Ate Justlyn told us about how the 4thyear life goes, and about the subjects she adored and slept because of the boring factor. (LMAO!) The mass followed, then it was time to sing. I thought our was really sabog, but Dad said it was clean. Great, now I got to relax, and made a sigh for relief. Glad that was over. ;]


Hate to say this, but my skin tone is abnormally and unbelievably darker! DANG, I should freak out. I was saving my light complexion for Ateneo. HAHA! But thanks to the hot sun, I'll be staying indoors the whole sembreak and I'll be using Likas Papaya twice as needed. And I'm serious. :)

And finally..


Sportsfest is done! Woohoo, after all the hard work & the fights, though there was no over-all champ, we still believed that we have conquered the Freshmen. We played w/ our poker faces on, our fighting armors ready to cut the slack on those kiddos. Sweet revenge, and I love it!

It's time to rest, Sembreak is here! (hey, I don't want to!) I would be missing the heat of the sun, the sleeping on the floor, the chanting, eating ice cream, and of course, HIM! LMY. :)

FINALLY, hell week's over. I got to sleep all I want yesterday and last night. Yeahh! :))

With all of the projects, assignments, and the Exams fast approaching, who wouldn't feel the inner hell on all these? Yes, I've been getting sleepless or over sleep-deprived nights for about a week or so, with dreams about unfinished this and that. I hate it, obviously.

My last blog was so last week, and I need to get my writing powers back and running again. Refuel with new words and whatsoever. :))) Anyways, I'll be sharing stories by Friday, still not sure, probably by the time I finish all the assigned churvaa. At least, I'll give some updates & more chika you need to ponder on. :D I'm crossing my fingers that teachers wouldn't pile up more stuff & that the week would end in a snap. End now, end quickly, then I'll be one HAPPY, GIRL.


As for this blog, it's a bye! Bye, bye and I hate to say bye. Till Friday? Till Friday! Still have to spread some magic over my overly decorated projects. :)

I just discovered that me and Garfield have one thing in common; we both hate MONDAYS. Loathing, probably better than getting the oh-so-unusual, unexplainable, bugging, & heart-palpitating loads of irritations, is not a way for a thirteen y/o gal like me to roll. If you're quirky enough, then I wouldn't mind you. I'll start ranting. *laughs*

1. UAAP. Ateneo-UE battle forced me to sleep soo effing late, which also had me feel like I've been sleepless for 2 days, just to catch on which team won. And ADMU just run out of luck, and what do you expect, Paul Lee just went there and did his thing. UE won unexpectedly, and I HATE IT. I was thinking before I watched, that I wanted UE to win because it would be so "bitin" if Ateneo would win. I'll take that back please. And I still love Jai Reyes even if he didn't do his amazing three-point shoots. And I was ecstatic, jumping up & down the bed, when I saw Dylan Ababou accept his awards. Still, I just wasted my beauty rest. EFF. =)))
2. I'm glad Biology's back and running. Miss Reyes felt the remorse & the empathy, I guess, and gave us a second chance. Great, and now Genetics is just a pain. For the brain that is. LMAO!
3. With people surrounding you CHANGING, and changing meaning attitude-like, like every chance you get to talk to them is just plain frustrating and inevitable. Is it just me or have I just gone ballistic or what? Well, it's what I observe, I won't be a judge but I think I have to prove myself wrong. I just have to, cause this isn't happening.
4. Hatred, not a good sign. Being hurt and feeling worthless is another thing. After all those things I must admit I got envy of, I just don't want those two back into my system again. But it's partly impossible. I don't know, but the things that I wanted most just wouldn't come to me, and the things I rejected just keeps on coming back. Should I still believe that "everything happens for a reason"? Guess so, I just wish that God stored some sweet surprises in the end. Ending this problem is probably, not a problem at all.
5. Exchanging stories is fun, but relying on someone that she would do the same is insanely wrong. Now I learned you get that limited amount of who trust these days. Hard to do, but it is so true. *shrugs*

We live, we dream, we sing. We all would just differ on how we take life, and in my case, that would be living sarcastically happy and bullet-proof for envy. I hope. :D

Roleplaying again is just sweet and revengeful. Jk! :))) I love it.

And I wouldn't be surprised that everybody's using xoxo. When that time comes that I'll use it, I swear I wouldn't do it again. Looks sorta cornyyyyyy, then remove the sorta.
Haha. Arrivederci!

As I woke up at around 6:45 AM just to get everything done before the 8:00 AM call time, I merely haven't noticed that time was ticking away and what do you know, 8 AM is here. Mom was still taking a bath, while I was downstairs, patiently waiting (yes, patiently) for her to be done in a minute. Like that would happen, kidding! :)) I was pacing back & forth while listening to the raindrops that were hitting so hard against the roof. Nature's wonders, I consider that as peaceful, even though many people were devastated by "Bagyong Ondoy" , I hope everybody that was affected would recover as swiftly as possible. I'm extending my prayers for all of you.

Moving on...

I arrived at school at about 8:40, I think, and first went to Ms. Rosas where she holds the registration form thingys. So there, I thought I was super duper late & I'm glad I wasn't because if I was, I would freak out, like hello, 8:00 to 8:40? What a difference.

I entered the St. Saraguel classroom w/ me and Enzo having to walk together because we arrived at the same time, and because I don't want to walk by myself, I tagged him along. Then started wondering, why wasn't it starting? DANG, apparently the Brothers were stuck in traffic because of the heavy downpour. Yes, downpour. It was raining quite hard for Laguna, it probably was more disturbing in other areas.

*Knock, knock* The Brother entered the room w/ all his props and other churvaaloo, then introduced himself. His name was Eric, though he said his full name, I can't vividly remember what it was. Anyways, he did some introduction & yadayadayada. He told us a story about a kid named Diego who was very mayabang and maangas. Then told us that our recollection was in our hands, not his. He definitely got that "quotable quote" from the story. Afterwards, we went to have our break, then back to our discussions.

Brother made us play "paper dance" w/o the music and without the "Okay, GAME!" part. Kinda unusual, but still fun and full of laughter. Then he asked us to form a circle and do the sharing. Questions were "what have you learned from the activity?" and "are you happy with your life right now?" I swear I wouldn't cry, but I did. Too late, before I knew it, my eyes were starting to glare, and tears were running down my face. W/ Alfredo at my left side, I knew I would cry because he did his thing and started sobbing. All of the others answers were real tear-jerkers, except for the ones which were kinda senseless. I was second to the last, so I did confess everything. I said,

Sa question #2, masaya ako, pero di masyadong contented. Maayos naman ang family life, pero dito lang sa school ang medyo may difficulties. Mahirap kasi, oo, ako din maraming insecurities, at madalas akong maging envious sa mga bagay-bagay. Lahat ng patama, syempre masakit. Pero after mga 5 minutes, tatawa na ko, tas okay na. Ayun.

Alfredo was last, and his answers were the most unexpected things that you could imagine coming out of his mouth. I cried at the part when he said,

That was Jamie. And yup, it made me cry even more when he said that. I didn't want the sadness rub off me because I still wanted to enjoy everything before dyxy leaves & I don't want to think of that cause that would just bother the hell out of me. That fact was still hard to absorb and take in. I wish that she wouldn't leave, but I guess everything is settled now. The date is in, and all I have to do is enjoy what's left to enjoy. Loveyou Jamieee!

I was sick of crying and my eyes were swelling. I didn't want to do that again. Unfortunately, that was just the beginning. Crying ONCE MORE started when the parents arrived in the chapel, have them face to face w/ us, then told everything we didn't thought we would tell. Said sorrys, told them what we like & don't like about them, and stuff. I cried my eyes out, up to that point where I couldn't talk, and they couldn't understand what I was saying, until the moment that I just giggled to relieve everything. How wonderful, that was a first & hope it would be the last. But the opening up part was a good thing, it made me feel more at ease sharing stories to my parents.

We went home with the rain still pouring, and my heart feeling relaxed as ever.

Labels: Bagyong Ondoy

I'm back! I missed you a lot. Can't promise you that I'll update every once in a while, but this is a sign of assurance. I didn't forget you. HAHA.

Talking to my blog sounds freaky, but hey. :)


-------

Byeee.

Stolen is what's playing right now, and it hit me, ten times as if I'm in a wrestling match w/ someone I do not know. And yes, that was RANDOM. :)

Although I don't think something miraculous happened this day, might as well update this for one last time. OR NOT. Got plans of transferring to Tumblr, still not sure. But I still would miss this, all of these! :))))

Today is Marjorie Ann Fader's fourteenth birthday! Oooh, yaay! Fourteen. And I was thinking of my birthday, still 2 months to go before I hit the big 1-4. Terrifying.

Well, my Biology notebook's getting filled up again, with words I seriously haven't heard of before. God, and it has to be like this.

And darn, I figured that my title was TOO dramatic, shallow even, but I really hope so that that could happen. My heart needs some repairing and serious bandages.
...

She was too, unstoppable. Some harsh words won't even help. If she wants something, she'll absolutely, without a doubt do it. And I guess that's something wrong.
A heart-breaker. A stealer. I don't want to sound like a backfighter, I just wanted to get all of these things out. And eventually regret this when I read it again, then take those words back.

Gee, and I just wanted to blurt out, "Lahat na lang naagaw mo. Gusto mo ata pti pencil ko sayo na." The sound of an annoyed thirteen yr. old, would like to break. NOW. :|


As time passes I know everything would be alright. Back to where I've started, to what I was. And now I blame my heart. For why it does that to me, and why I don't get those long-term affections and whatsoever-s. :) It's a good thing and a bad thing all rolled up into one.


Camping's tomorrow. Still need to pack and arrange every little thing. Goodbye! :*

Screaming twice as loud, ganging up on foes, and more pain in the hizzey are probably what "OH, FUN!" means now. Right? RIGHT. :) My husky voice is back, thanks to all the yelling, and chanting 'wala, WALA!'. Got that from all the Basketball games I cheered for.

GAHH, new hearts popping out of the blue. HATE IT? I should, this guy not worth the love, but I think he already has captivated my heart. (Echoos.) JAILOVE is what keeps me on my feet and no, he's not the one for me. Lovestruck, perhaps? Nahh, he's just my new idol slash crusharoo. =)))


Past happenings. I'll break it down.

Thursday, 10/22/09 ~ Sportsfest '09-10 Opening. WTH, teachers made us walk like dang, we do not need this, kind of walking. Parade was so lame because of that tiring walk from the HS building up to the gate of the Elem. building. We all were physically and mentally exhausted from the heat. And I can't tell you how tight the competition was for Muse & Escort, but Issy & Aj got this in the bag yo. There's a 99.9% probability that, we sophomores could win! All the talents were amazingly executed (except for the 1st ones which I think was not wonderfully performed, sry!), especially ours and the Seniors' talent. Papa Jonas was a real head-turner plus an "ohmygaah!" eye candy. Ate Pam meanwhile was really pretty, pretty, pretty, that I thought they were celebrities. Exaggerating much? Haha, kinda. Anyways, PAMONAS rocks! We also won our first culliot game that day.

Friday, 10/23/09 ~ Day 2 of Sportsfest. It started and ended w/ Basketball. We were all trying our hardest to win all & for us, do our part in cheering, but unluckily, the hapon game of the Green vs. Yellow basketball boys, was a saddening loss. We won the morning game, and they were all hyped and ecstatic, but we went home w/ the hapon game in our minds, afraid that they might crush us again (we hope not.) We, I mean, I, Mado, & Tin, also named a few of our fellow Sophomore boys names of Basketball players. From Jeph to Jai Reyes, and Ed to Dylan Ababou, from Floyd to Chris Tiu, and Alec to Benjie Paras, we three were all in hysterics w/ what we did w/ them. No offense to the boys, but they all didn't mind it. Also, watching Basketball girls was more exciting and nerve wracking than the boys'. Kimmy and the gang did an awesome job making points for our team. I planned to join too, but I didn't have the guts to shove MATON out of the way. She was one tough boar. *laughs* So I decided to join the next day, pero ayun, naunhan prin ako ng kaba. :DD

Saturday, 10/24/09 ~ I was not ecstatic to go to school for it was a Saturday, hello? My morning started with a badminton game w/ Padz, and a practice for our "Harana para kay Maria" songs. I was not that nervous, but I could feel the tension in the others. Me and Inna were also trying out ways on how to go the other building and watch their opening. Eventually, we found out a way, and the HS dancers brought out the best in them in dancing. AMAZINGLY ASTONISHING. DANG, they also made us play only one game, which was Basketball girls. I was ready w/ sunblock on, and my voice ready to take on the fight. I didn't get the chance to join again, but did my best to lead the Dilaw cheering squad (WOO!) Maton slash Bulalo slash Crispy Pata (oh-so funny names na pinangbansag nila Yays & Alfredo kay girl.) played yet another game with more strength and will. She was ready to take on Kimmy, but Kimmy is the type of gal that's NOT ready to lose. Our girls WON, of course. While that ended, I got some time off to bond w/ my Dyxy. Went to the Elem. building to catch up on their games, and made bilin to my sister that was really important. She also told me about certain stuff I can't tell and more stories I didn't know. Also, we caught sight of Jerica and told her about how his brother did so well on being the Senior's escort. Then went back to our classroom, continued to exchange chikas, and a whole lot more. I was also pissed like EFF, and irritated to see EPAL there again. Nkakaasar tlaga un, laking salot sa mundo eh. GAHH, anyways, I just didn't mind him, but the next time I see him, he better be ready for some stern words. I warned you EPAL. *smirks* :))))

So, we also got some time to fix ourselves for our performance in CTK. Curling irons, makeup and everything was in sight. Ms. Rosas did my hair and Ms. Paraonda did our makeup. We arrived at the church, looking around and made kwento w/ Ate Justlyn. She was really funny, same w/ Ate Marj and Ate Tin. Ate Justlyn told us about how the 4thyear life goes, and about the subjects she adored and slept because of the boring factor. (LMAO!) The mass followed, then it was time to sing. I thought our was really sabog, but Dad said it was clean. Great, now I got to relax, and made a sigh for relief. Glad that was over. ;]


Hate to say this, but my skin tone is abnormally and unbelievably darker! DANG, I should freak out. I was saving my light complexion for Ateneo. HAHA! But thanks to the hot sun, I'll be staying indoors the whole sembreak and I'll be using Likas Papaya twice as needed. And I'm serious. :)

And finally..


Sportsfest is done! Woohoo, after all the hard work & the fights, though there was no over-all champ, we still believed that we have conquered the Freshmen. We played w/ our poker faces on, our fighting armors ready to cut the slack on those kiddos. Sweet revenge, and I love it!

It's time to rest, Sembreak is here! (hey, I don't want to!) I would be missing the heat of the sun, the sleeping on the floor, the chanting, eating ice cream, and of course, HIM! LMY. :)

FINALLY, hell week's over. I got to sleep all I want yesterday and last night. Yeahh! :))

With all of the projects, assignments, and the Exams fast approaching, who wouldn't feel the inner hell on all these? Yes, I've been getting sleepless or over sleep-deprived nights for about a week or so, with dreams about unfinished this and that. I hate it, obviously.

My last blog was so last week, and I need to get my writing powers back and running again. Refuel with new words and whatsoever. :))) Anyways, I'll be sharing stories by Friday, still not sure, probably by the time I finish all the assigned churvaa. At least, I'll give some updates & more chika you need to ponder on. :D I'm crossing my fingers that teachers wouldn't pile up more stuff & that the week would end in a snap. End now, end quickly, then I'll be one HAPPY, GIRL.


As for this blog, it's a bye! Bye, bye and I hate to say bye. Till Friday? Till Friday! Still have to spread some magic over my overly decorated projects. :)

I just discovered that me and Garfield have one thing in common; we both hate MONDAYS. Loathing, probably better than getting the oh-so-unusual, unexplainable, bugging, & heart-palpitating loads of irritations, is not a way for a thirteen y/o gal like me to roll. If you're quirky enough, then I wouldn't mind you. I'll start ranting. *laughs*

1. UAAP. Ateneo-UE battle forced me to sleep soo effing late, which also had me feel like I've been sleepless for 2 days, just to catch on which team won. And ADMU just run out of luck, and what do you expect, Paul Lee just went there and did his thing. UE won unexpectedly, and I HATE IT. I was thinking before I watched, that I wanted UE to win because it would be so "bitin" if Ateneo would win. I'll take that back please. And I still love Jai Reyes even if he didn't do his amazing three-point shoots. And I was ecstatic, jumping up & down the bed, when I saw Dylan Ababou accept his awards. Still, I just wasted my beauty rest. EFF. =)))
2. I'm glad Biology's back and running. Miss Reyes felt the remorse & the empathy, I guess, and gave us a second chance. Great, and now Genetics is just a pain. For the brain that is. LMAO!
3. With people surrounding you CHANGING, and changing meaning attitude-like, like every chance you get to talk to them is just plain frustrating and inevitable. Is it just me or have I just gone ballistic or what? Well, it's what I observe, I won't be a judge but I think I have to prove myself wrong. I just have to, cause this isn't happening.
4. Hatred, not a good sign. Being hurt and feeling worthless is another thing. After all those things I must admit I got envy of, I just don't want those two back into my system again. But it's partly impossible. I don't know, but the things that I wanted most just wouldn't come to me, and the things I rejected just keeps on coming back. Should I still believe that "everything happens for a reason"? Guess so, I just wish that God stored some sweet surprises in the end. Ending this problem is probably, not a problem at all.
5. Exchanging stories is fun, but relying on someone that she would do the same is insanely wrong. Now I learned you get that limited amount of who trust these days. Hard to do, but it is so true. *shrugs*

We live, we dream, we sing. We all would just differ on how we take life, and in my case, that would be living sarcastically happy and bullet-proof for envy. I hope. :D

Roleplaying again is just sweet and revengeful. Jk! :))) I love it.

And I wouldn't be surprised that everybody's using xoxo. When that time comes that I'll use it, I swear I wouldn't do it again. Looks sorta cornyyyyyy, then remove the sorta.
Haha. Arrivederci!

As I woke up at around 6:45 AM just to get everything done before the 8:00 AM call time, I merely haven't noticed that time was ticking away and what do you know, 8 AM is here. Mom was still taking a bath, while I was downstairs, patiently waiting (yes, patiently) for her to be done in a minute. Like that would happen, kidding! :)) I was pacing back & forth while listening to the raindrops that were hitting so hard against the roof. Nature's wonders, I consider that as peaceful, even though many people were devastated by "Bagyong Ondoy" , I hope everybody that was affected would recover as swiftly as possible. I'm extending my prayers for all of you.

Moving on...

I arrived at school at about 8:40, I think, and first went to Ms. Rosas where she holds the registration form thingys. So there, I thought I was super duper late & I'm glad I wasn't because if I was, I would freak out, like hello, 8:00 to 8:40? What a difference.

I entered the St. Saraguel classroom w/ me and Enzo having to walk together because we arrived at the same time, and because I don't want to walk by myself, I tagged him along. Then started wondering, why wasn't it starting? DANG, apparently the Brothers were stuck in traffic because of the heavy downpour. Yes, downpour. It was raining quite hard for Laguna, it probably was more disturbing in other areas.

*Knock, knock* The Brother entered the room w/ all his props and other churvaaloo, then introduced himself. His name was Eric, though he said his full name, I can't vividly remember what it was. Anyways, he did some introduction & yadayadayada. He told us a story about a kid named Diego who was very mayabang and maangas. Then told us that our recollection was in our hands, not his. He definitely got that "quotable quote" from the story. Afterwards, we went to have our break, then back to our discussions.

Brother made us play "paper dance" w/o the music and without the "Okay, GAME!" part. Kinda unusual, but still fun and full of laughter. Then he asked us to form a circle and do the sharing. Questions were "what have you learned from the activity?" and "are you happy with your life right now?" I swear I wouldn't cry, but I did. Too late, before I knew it, my eyes were starting to glare, and tears were running down my face. W/ Alfredo at my left side, I knew I would cry because he did his thing and started sobbing. All of the others answers were real tear-jerkers, except for the ones which were kinda senseless. I was second to the last, so I did confess everything. I said,

Sa question #2, masaya ako, pero di masyadong contented. Maayos naman ang family life, pero dito lang sa school ang medyo may difficulties. Mahirap kasi, oo, ako din maraming insecurities, at madalas akong maging envious sa mga bagay-bagay. Lahat ng patama, syempre masakit. Pero after mga 5 minutes, tatawa na ko, tas okay na. Ayun.

Alfredo was last, and his answers were the most unexpected things that you could imagine coming out of his mouth. I cried at the part when he said,

That was Jamie. And yup, it made me cry even more when he said that. I didn't want the sadness rub off me because I still wanted to enjoy everything before dyxy leaves & I don't want to think of that cause that would just bother the hell out of me. That fact was still hard to absorb and take in. I wish that she wouldn't leave, but I guess everything is settled now. The date is in, and all I have to do is enjoy what's left to enjoy. Loveyou Jamieee!

I was sick of crying and my eyes were swelling. I didn't want to do that again. Unfortunately, that was just the beginning. Crying ONCE MORE started when the parents arrived in the chapel, have them face to face w/ us, then told everything we didn't thought we would tell. Said sorrys, told them what we like & don't like about them, and stuff. I cried my eyes out, up to that point where I couldn't talk, and they couldn't understand what I was saying, until the moment that I just giggled to relieve everything. How wonderful, that was a first & hope it would be the last. But the opening up part was a good thing, it made me feel more at ease sharing stories to my parents.

We went home with the rain still pouring, and my heart feeling relaxed as ever.

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