DATED SEPTEMBER 3, 2009 11:34PM

Wonderful day today. The earth was lively: the sun shone and the air was heavy with a winter chill. I gave workshop to 4 students from IS whose going to compete for Photojournalists’ slot this coming DSPC. With me were Paolo for Features and mom Chelou (desolated_cello ) for News and Editorial. Meeting two of the students from IS were a voice-straining, hopeless encounter. Maybe because I hate elementary students for their lack of interest; always complaining and opposing my flavorless commands like take pictures of that and those and whatever my mind thought about. But as a whole, it was cool. Though honestly writing, I don’t think that they’re going to win. Ha!

I finished around 11:30am. My throat hurts a bit coz I haven’t been talking that much. Or I hate talking that much. Or I hate talking publicly. Or I just hate talking. So momy chelou finished minutes after I did, went to the cubicle and ate our school-provided lunch. Paolo came after 20mins or so. And we were talking while munching ‘bee’s crunchy chicken joy and sipping a refreshing Coke. Talk. Talk. Talk until we arrived to a funny tête-à-tête about transforming Tabi-tabiPo to a visayan version whatsoever, which would then be named like: Tabi Apo. Haha. Ridiculously funny. But it makes sense anyhow.

Oh! Kuya Kurt came from a community service to the cubicle and returned the broom and the dust-pan he borrowed. And I, innocent as I was, didn’t know anything about community service. Nothing at all. Bless momy for her threatening tone about not attending the community service, I was able to ask her what its sole purpose was. Community Service is a sort of punishment for students who have not attended or who have missed any Advisory Classes. Then Advisory Classes are one of the requirements of the dean to sign the clearance for a verified permit to take the exam. Paolo haven’t had attended any. And I haven’t had attended any as well. We missed 12 hours. So we must have 12 hours worth of community service. And our service is LAUNDRY. That means, we have to do laundry for 12 hours! What a bloody flop.

No perfect Advisory Class attendance = community service: LAUNDRY!

Paolo told me blah blah about community service and I was hesitant to go because I don’t feel like doing any ‘surprising’ services at all, and I want to go to my cousin’s place for a get-together jamming. (Or eat a lot.) But something about Paolo that convinced me to go and do the punishment. So there. The start of a winding task I never imagined, although I’ve already had expected something worst:

We went to Sir Jed, who instructed us to go to the stockroom, and in the stockroom we found nobody but a group of students who were bringing black bags with dry linen table cloths and I-dont-know-what. Paolo asked them and they told us what to do: laundry.

So you get the picture: washing long and uber heavy cloths!

BUBLY THOUGHTS AFTER

I went home right after. Slept a little, rose, then rode to the workplace of my aunt and went straight to my cousin’s. It was so, as always, full of fun. Sing-along together and make loud noises. WAAHHRRAAAHHHGGGHHH!!!!

At 4pm we went to my older cousin’s house to get their four-wheel ride and went to the public mall to get the lechon.Wow it was so tasty.

Im tired of spilling-out words.

Later that night, our ride was stranded in someplace because the common gate of the village was closed. Luckily, the gate-keeper (haha what a name) is my very bestfriend, or so I thought. But yea, we’re friends for 3 years, wow?! I never thought so until now. So I called and texted him. He went out of their house, opened the gate. I thanked him so much. Kissed him and hugged him. (Hahaha kidding) And he invited me this Tuesday for their Thanksgiving Party. I miss them soo.. We’re originally composed of 5 and bond together, throw jokes so much. Even annoyed our teacher who called us NOTORIOUS. Haha