I hate summer. Lots of people my age love it though… All because school’s out. I LOVE school, but not the school work, there’s a broad line between the two.. Come on, i’d trade serious sweating with school any day. I have to take 3 baths everyday just so i could keep on living.
I’m not saying i have nothing to look forward to this summer.. But right now i feel bored.. I have a fair amount of expectations on what I’ll be doing this summer, but I’m still not sure about everything (I might get shot this very moment, you get what i mean). I might even go to the mall later if i’m not feeling too lazy (chances are small).
At this time, I have something to keep me busy. I draw. I draw, get tired, talk to people on messenger, decide to draw again, ink a few lines, get tired again, log on to friendster, close open canvas, learn css… and everything else that comes after that. I’m practicing drawing. hehe. I might even do it for a living. Not for my entire life though, just for summer. I have other ambitions you know (maybe not). I’ve been joining contests, and i already submitted my work to my club. I’m not expecting to win. I just want to experience it.
THAT’S ALL. *sigh
Today was the first day that we officially had to wear heeled shoes.. D: anyway, it’s alright i’m more than used to wearing heels.. so we had nothing to do for the first half of the day… Then came recess time when we saw cmae at the guidance center… So okay, we saw her but it wasn’t like we could talk to her, she was taking her exams.. Then we told jamie, rapi and elaine. The second they heard that cmae was at school, they ran for the guidance office before i could say another word..
After lunch, we waited at the stiffling hot gym for our substitute music teacher. She came five minutes past two ( or so i remember). Practice was fine. Barely ten minutes had passed, i already found myself inches away from deep slumber. Then the teacher asked us to stand for practicing the national anthem. It was then that our classmates told ahra that she had a stain on her skirt. She asked me to come with her. So we went to the clinic to have her cleaned up. When we came back to the gym, i was a little bit more energized maybe because of the walk. A few moments later, we heard rumbling outside. The noise of rain vibrated through the walls of the gym and a couple of thunder noises followed. We barely heard our voices and had to shout just to hear each other. The practice was cancelled. Then suddenly rain spewed through the windows soaking us wet. Rain was already dripping through the window sills down to the floors. When our class advisers arrived at the gym, after they were called, the rain stopped.
During all that commotion, one of our batchmates announced that the bags which were left on the floor at the end of the covered walk (the end near the bookstore) were soaked and a group of second year boys (SK) transferred them some place else.. somewhere dry.. Everyone was restless because almost all of them left their bags there.
When we finally went down to the patio, i saw a couple of filipino theme envelopes soaked wet. Ahra’s clearbook was also wet. Everything, everyone was wet.
We now conclude that the school is fully water proof.
Goodbye’s are so darn hard for me.. Especially this time.. To think that i spent more than half of me life in that school. Me and my classmates never really got used to new environments because we always kept coming back next year.. But this time, there will be no next year. The thought dawned on me and it was painful. I’m scared because i’m going somewhere where i feel i’m different.. It won’t give me the same feeling i have when i’m at ICAM. I feel home. I feel its alright when people see you with uneven powder on my face.You know every person you come face to face with, even when it’s just a walk to the bookstore. It’s where you feel that it’s alright when people laugh at me and it’s okay to laugh with them. It’s where you feel you can lie down on the dusty floor and still feel like it’s you bed. It’s where you feel it’s alright to remove your shoes and run around like mad trying to tag other people. It’s where where you feel it’s alright to knock on your teachers window where she’ll open up and all you have to say was “hello”. It’s where you feel that it’s alright to bring loads of food because you’ll be sharing them with your classmates- sisters.. It’s where you feel it’s alright to stay in calssrooms other than yours. It’s where i feel that i’m with my family, a really big and happy family.
But, in reality, you have to leave that family. And when you come back, the feeling won’t be the same. It may still be warm but everything will be different, not the same way you felt ten years ago.
And there’s nothing i can do, but to move forward.
School’s almost almost almost over.. But I’m not through with me requirements just yet… Honestly instead of typing this entry, i’m supposed to write notes on TLE. But hey, i’ve been struck by the weblog virus and here i am..
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Yesterday
We practically did nothing.. It was our last friday-school day.. SAD. Well my classmates brought cameras and stupidity of all stupidness i forgot mine.. Must make a mental note to bring it on monday…
We’ve also gone completely hopeless when we started curling each other’s hair.. But heck, it was fun.. Although my hair didn’t even last a minute.. It went completely limp with just a few tugs.. Not just that, I found a bottle of frost blue nailpolish in my bag (the one the randomly grows items inside XD).. Then we did our nails.. YEAH..
During afternoon break, we played tag (or a different version of it..) We had a bad case of pre-graduation crisis.. We went running around like mad..
I really am gonna miss the school..
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the day before that
Ever heard of STRIP 7-UP? You got one part right.. you STRIP..
Ansherina ended up wrestling jesse for her clothes..
Being a non-coed batch is so fun.. haha..
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and the day even before that
We ate sizzling porkchop after school together with my brother.. Then after that we bought shakes.. Then we saw lots of people.. We saw GSB.. And penny-less guys who asked ahra for a drink..
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TODAY
I spent the day burning my ass against the chair.. I colored the picture i ref-ed from ahra and mine’s favorite picture..
Then, i changed my profile background on my friendster.. Then, frolicked around the not so vast cyberspace network of friendster, then got bored then decided to write a blog entry, then decided this is enough..
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That’s pretty much everything..
Alright. One month to go and we’ll be leaving ICAM… I know i’ve always complained about the school, but i can’t hide the fact that i’m going to miss it.. Specifically the people.. I’ve been thinking of this since the first day of our senior year.. I don’t want to leave… But then we always have to move forward and not the other way around. But right now I’m not sure what forward really is.
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We’re gonna take our last final (redundancy?) exam on tuesday. Right after that we’ll be re-checking the papers. Then after that we’re gonna have grad practices. Wonder what’s next? go figure.
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I want coffee..
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Bye.