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hmmm. title. wag na.
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ohay. so moving on... have i mentioned how much i love our principal? i adore her. she's one of the few people that smile at and about nothing, whom i am not disgusted by. she has all these new ideas and she made the school administration feel more human, or be felt at all. she first won my heart by treating me to yellow cab and by saying my name. see, i'm not the type of person that the principal would know. i'm kind of the steady type. and i don't think that's such a bad thing because i share this anonimity to the admin with 90% of the student body. for one to be known by the admin, one should be a) good. like a member of the student council or the one who arranges stuff for the programs; one who just makes it her life's mission to serve the student body. b) really, really bad. one has to have the really, really adverb because otherwise, he or she would just be another nameless face among the hundreds of delinquents. c) a total suck-up. yep. unlike letter a, this one is just born to be the fly on the horse's/cow's/whatever's back. he or she is equipped with an abanico to fan the admin member [A.M.] with, a smile to charm the A.M. with, a box of tissue to wipe the sweat of the A.M. with and a brain full of conversation starters with the A.M. see, i'm not any of that. never was, never will be. oooh... maybe in college... she also gave us a break from all the school work and the slavedrivers that whip us with impossible quizzes and WTF-able projects. she began the: GIRLS AT THE CENTER WEEK!!! it's like the intrams, minus the batch rivalry and the food stalls (that's a minus, minus). oh she's great. i wish she'd stay. [edited]and she fed us adobo rolls, too. and coke, and turon for dessert.Ü
anyway, we danced the swing today. haha. as expected, IV-1 screwed up because we never attended the dry-runs. but we had fun. this was a fun day. haha labo. i love IV-1. i love how we love 80's songs and hate, hate OPM rock and acoustice and senti (never found a section that would share my hatred for these things). i love how we dance and break dance. i love how we make a great bulletin board with newspaper. i love how we love makeup. no, i just love makeup. period.
which leads me to my next point: the ALEX (no, not cara's alex. haha. joke lang bez). the alternative learning experience i worked hard, real hard to get a slot for the class i want to be in, which is the makeup class. i was disappointed because i didn't learn anything. i'm sure the demontrators could've taught me more, but i was seated 30 feet away from them because i arrived late. i also got to fit my gown for gly's debut this afternoon. i love how it fits my torso (except for the part near the armpit, where my fats bulge out). can't wait to put it on when it's all fixed and bejeweled. haha. bejeweled.
early this afternoon, francis sent criselle a bouquet of roses. (ok, forgive me for this one "hopless romantic" moment) it held 3 dozens of red roses. ooohh... expensive. considering it's almost valentine's day and the floral business is at its peak. buhlalungz. it made us girls want to have our own francis who'd give us that much. it's sweet. and expensive. haha. but its mostly sweet of course.
ok. i'm done for today. this is a pretty long entry for one that doesn't even have a title.
Posted by juliecious at 08:50 PM | ayos ah.