Like a G6

I came across this song, Like A G6 by Far East Movement, a few days ago and I was instantly hooked. It's message isn't wholesome and it doesn't really make sense but the vibes got me. Now I'm feeling so fly like a G6.

LYRICS:
Hook
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

Verse 1

Gimme that Mo-Moet
Gimme that Cry-Crystal
Ladies love my style, at my table gettin wild
Get them bottles poppin, we get that drip and that drop
Now give me 2 more bottles cuz you know it don’t stop

(808) Hell Yeaa
Drink it up, drink-drink it up,
When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk
They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk
When sober girls around me actin-actin like they drunk

Hook
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

Verse 2

Sippin on, sippin on sizz, Ima ma-make it fizz
Girl i keep it gangsta, poppin bottles at the crib
This is how we live, every single night
Take that bottle to the head, and let me see you fly

(808) Hell Yeaa
Drink it up, drink-drink it up,
When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk
They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk
When sober girls around me actin-actin like they drunk

Hook
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

Bridge

Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up

Hook
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

Forever Young

Do you ever wonder what will happen if you were forever young? If you were given a chance to stay young forever, will you take it?
I myself don't know how to answer this.
I want to stay forever young because there's just more fun things to do. You can go crazy and no one will ever judge you on that because, well, you're young. It's expected.
Although, I don't also want to stay forever young because I want to experience life to the fullest and you can't do that if you're stuck in one particular phase in your life.
So I want to be forever young but I want to grow up. Oh, if only that were possible! :)

My Hair Is Everything

I'm a girl. And as expected of a girl, I'm absolutely vain when it comes to my hair. For me, my hair decides how my day will be. If I'm having a bad hair day, my day ends up badly. If my hair is okay, then my day goes on as normal. If my hair is perfect, it's either my day will be perfect too or awful.
Every night, my hair is handled with care. After taking a lukewarm shower, I comb my hair in place. It has to end in a direction facing my face or else it will fly away and I'll look like a freak. When I go to sleep, I have to lie down in a certain way that my hair stays in the exact position as it did after I combed it. This is why I don't like washing my hair before I go somewhere, because then I'd have to constantly comb/brush my hair until it dries so that it can end up the way I want it to. And I have to make sure it does or else my day will be a flop.
This is why my hair is everything.

FML

You think that your life is hard? Read what these people had to go through. You might be thankful for what you're experiencing.
I came upon this sight after seeing an acronym while browsing on Twitter. It said 'FML'. I thought "What's FML?". I Google it and the first search query was a website. I clicked and I was redirected to a page where I found short stories about failed experiences. I laughed and I felt bad, at the same time. Reading these stories were actually pretty entertaining. Also, it made me appreciate my day-to-day experiences. :)
GO ON: http://www.fmylife.com/

Anastasia: Scriptwriting

This school year, our CAE play is going to be Anastasia.
I am one of the scriptwriters and I tell you, it is absolutely hard to write this script. We have all the pressure on us because the play is going to be somewhat grand, being staged for the first time. We have to meet the expectations of our teachers and schoolmates. Plus, the deadline is in two days. :/
So now we're all on double time. We have to finish everything! Good luck to us. :)

Magic

I've been addicted to this new song "Magic" by B.O.B ft. Rivers Cuomo.
It has an awesome tune and I love the rap. It simply makes me want to dance. I don't know why but whenever I hear this song, it makes me smile and be happy. I just love it. For the past week, I've been repeating it over and over again - as if there's no tomorrow.
LYRICS:

I've got the magic in me
Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold
Everybody knows I've got the magic in me
When I hit the flow the girls come snappin' at me
Now everybody wants some presto magic

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (ahoo)
I've got the magic in me!

(Verse One)
These tricks that I'll attempt will blow your mind
Pick a verse, any verse, I'll hypnotise you with every line
I'll need a volunteer, how about you, with the eyes?
Come on down to the front, and stand right here and don't be shy
I'll have you time-travellin', have your mind babblin'
People tryna inherit the skill so they askin' me
Even David Blaine had to go and take some classes, and
I see Mindfreak like, "What's up man, what's happenin'?"
So come one, come all, and see the show tonight
Prepare to be astounded, no Ghost or Poltergeist
You know I'm no Pinocchio, I've never told a lie
So call me Mr. Magic Man, I float on Cloud 9

I've got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold (Yes it turns to gold)
Everybody knows I've got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
When I hit the flow the girls come snappin' at me (They be snappin' baby)
Now everybody wants some presto magic

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (ahoo)
I've got the magic in me!

(Verse Two)
Well take a journey into my mind
You'll see why it's venom I rhyme
Stay on the road, so I call my mama when I got time
I hit the stage, go insane, then jump into that crowd
See, see, when I rhyme I flow on the beat like pidda-dow-dow
See I decieve you with my intergalactic ether
I sing just like Aretha, so respect me like I'm Caesar
I kick it like Adidas, flowin' sticky like adhesive
Be cautious, 'cause what I be on'll leave you with amnesia
I break all the rules like Evel Knievel
It's a spectacular show, 'cause my heart pumps diesel
So whatever you saying, it don't entertain my ego
I do this everyday, Hocus Pocus is my steelo

I've got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold (Yes it turns to gold)
Everybody knows I've got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
When I hit the flow the girls come snappin' at me (They be snappin' baby)
Now everybody wants some presto magic

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (ahoo)
I've got the magic in me (ooh)
I've got the magic in me!

Losing

Losing. It's the worse feeling ever. I absolutely hate it. It makes me feel so powerless and small. I don't like it when I can't do anything to change something.
Being competitive, losing is not welcomed by my system. After a loss, I tend to scavenge for something else that can revive my streak. I must remain in a status that is of prestige. I know it sounds sad, but that's who I am.
But what's worse than simply losing? Losing someone. My life has been a whirlwind. I've gained new friends but also, I've lost some old ones. This never really bothered me before. I was always able to get over it. Usually, this is because the people I lose in my life tend to be of less importance than the people who are part of my life. Now, it's a whole different story. It's high school. I became closer to the people around me because I mastered the art of socializing. But this just makes everything harder. As I become close to people, one way or another, in some time, external factors can break the relationships. And like losing, losing someone makes me helpless. I can't do anything else but to suck it up and let go. If the person comes back, then fine. Thank God for that. But if not, then I guess that person was never meant to be part of my life in the first place. :(
Losing is absolutely awful. Losing people is the absolute worst. :/

Let's sue PECO

I'm officially infuriated with PECO (Philippine Electric Company). No day has passed without a single blackout. I guess that it's not really they're fault. Although, I don't like the fact that they have to cut off the electricity EVERY SINGLE DAY, FOR AN HOUR.
For the past week, PECO's scheduled blackouts have caused me to waste time. When there's no electricity, there's no light, no fan, no computer, no TV. So what to do? SLEEP. That's good, actually. The only problem is that when I sleep, I tend to not wake up. I just continue sleeping because I become too lazy to stand and do other things. You know that feeling, being all comfortable in your bed, wanting to stay there forever and ever. So because of this, I waste about two hours every night sleeping, not doing anything productive. By the time I wake up, it's too late to do anything anymore. If I have enough drive, I can stay up late to finish what I have to do. But if I don't, BAHALA NA SI BATMAN.
This is why I want to sue PECO or, at least, file some kind of complaint. It's making my life unproductive. And it's tempting me to stick to laziness. And I can't bear it anymore. Let's dial 338-1551 now.

My Close Friends

Monday, last week, September 27, we had Homeroom. We talked about the different levels of friendship. There were strangers, acquaintances, friends, close friends, and best friends. Believe it or not, this actually got me thinking. My best friends were from my usual barkada, of course. But my close friends, surprisingly, were from a complete opposite group of friends (I'm not naming names) and I never actually noticed how close we were until that time. Also, I got to appreciate my friendship with them more when they told me that they put me in that category too. :)
I don't know what I'm trying to say. I just wanted to acknowledge the two of them because they've made my life much sweeter. In the absence of my best friends, they never fail to make me feel complete.
Chap and Millie, I LOVE YOU! Thanks for everything. :)

Blogging During Research Period

It is September 28, 2010, 3:43pm. We are on our Research Period and we were given free time to read or use the Internet. Every Research Period that we have free time, I always browse through magazines. Today, I found no interest in doing this so I decided to write a blog entry. :D
Now, what do I blog about? I seriously have no idea. I guess I'll just describe my surroundings.
Aurelia Nava is behind me. She wasn't able to get her own computer and she also doesn't want to stay outside in the library to read so she's here. Johanna Plana is seated on my right. I don't know what she's doing. Jackie Burgos is seated on my left. She is also attempting to write on her blog. Although, she is getting easily distracted by her e-mail and various pictures. Beside Jackie are two of my other friends, Polyanna Lacang and Ariana Melgar. Polyanna also wasn't able to get her own computer so she's trying to steal Ariana's by forcing her to go to pages in Polyanna's favor.
From where I am, it is very cold. The aircondition is situated on top of us so it is freezing. Aurelia's contact lens are drying up and this frustrates her. Jackie seems to have no reaction to the cold. I, on the other hand, can't feel my fingers. :/
Behind me, I just saw Charlotte Young playing some kind of car game wherein you're somewhat on a race against time and you still have to dodge other cars. With her, Millie Oquendo and Lourlen Uy are also waiting their turns to play.
Mr. Tolentino, once in a while, checks on us and scolds us for being noisy.
Now, I have no idea what else to add.
I guess I'll just end this and wait for the end of the class. :/

A Typical Day

Do you want to know what happens on a typical school day in my life?
Well then, today is your lucky day because in this blog entry, I'm going to tell you EVERYTHING.

5:30am - Mom wakes me up.
5:45am - I wake up. :D
5:45am-6:00am - I eat breakfast (cereal).
6:00am-6:20am - I dress up.
6:20am-until mom finishes - I fix my stuff for school.
6:30am-6:55am - I ride our car going to school. It takes this long because of traffic in Molo.
6:55am - I get off the car and head to my locker to get my stuff.
7:03am - I reach the classroom.
7:05am - I sit down on my armchair and wait for our class adviser to arrive.
7:15am-7:30am - We have our Morning Praise wherein I participate seriously.
7:30am-10:00am - I participate the lectures of my teachers. *
10:00am-10:20am - I become crazy for recess!
10:20am-12:00pm - I participate again. *
12:00pm-12:05pm - I fast walk to my locker then the cafeteria for lunch.
12:05pm-12:20pm - I eat lunch with mom.
12:20pm-12:25pm - I buy dessert.
12:25pm - I walk back to the classroom.
12:30pm - I reach the classroom
**
12:25pm - I sit on my chair and wait again for our class adviser but this time, I talk to people.
12:40pm - The ring bells for our Silence Period and I answer the reflection question for the day.
12:50pm - I finish writing on my journal and I start finishing my homework/study.
1:00pm-3:30pm/4:20pm - I participate again. *
3:30pm/4:20pm - DISMISSAL! I start getting ready for volleyball practice. ***
3:30pm/4:20pm-6:00pm - I have volleyball practice.
6:00pm - I go home.
6:20pm - I reach the house and immediately change from my uniform.
6:30pm - I turn on the computer.
6:30pm-7:00pm - I get lost in Facebook and Twitter.
7:00pm-7:30pm - I eat supper.
7:30pm-9:30pm*** - I finish all my homework and attend to my personal internet needs.
10:00pm - I sleep.
10:00pm-5:45am - I dream.

*PARTICIPATE includes feeling sleepy and talking with my seatmates.
**Sometimes, I have a meeting with the LCB-A (from 12:30pm-1:00pm)
***I take a shower somewhere in between.

THANK YOU FOR BEING INTERESTED! BOW.

Forgetting

Don't you just get absolutely frustrated when you forget something? Especially when you were just thinking about it a few moments ago? I know I do. What's worse is that this always happens to me. Not in a daily basis wherein I would need to consult a doctor. But often enough that it drives me insane.
Just today, during our Journalism class, I was able to think of a fantastic topic for a blog entry. I remember this morning that I thought to myself that the idea was just perfect but of course, I had to forget it.
I swear I need to write down everything that comes into my head which will not be useful to me until a later time or date because I really tend to lose track of it all.
I need a small notepad that I can bring wherever I go so I can jot down details. Or maybe I should try those memory exercises online.
Ugh. As long as I'm sure it will make my memory better, or it will allow me to do things I have/want to do, I'm ready to do it.
Let's just hope that I didn't forget anything else that I planned earlier today because I'll be in big trouble.

My Famous Life - Saturday

Last Saturday, August 7, 2010, I had the most surreal experience. I had a taste of the famous life or what I now call "Buhay Artista".
In the morning, I participated in an outreach program in school, the Free Clinic, wherein I poured hot noodles into plastic cups to serve to the less fortunate. I got burnt a lot of times and it hurt so bad. But that's the price of helping out.
In the early afternoon, I went to my cousin's birthday party at Punta Villa. I had lunch there and swam for about an hour or so. There was a moment wherein my cousins and I decided to do something bad. We slid down the big slide, together. This was actually against the rules and I didn't want to do it but they said that we'll only do this once so I went for it. They told me to stay at the very end so that I won't get hurt in the initial impact. Well, let's just say that it wasn't a very good idea. Near the end of the slide, we slowed down. The people after us who wished to slide didn't know this so they just slid down very fast. I was kicked on the rear. Until now, it hurts.
In the late afternoon until nighttime, I had Velada practice. I also had a moment where I was physically hurt here. As we were moving the props, I carried the bench and I got hit on the toe. Hard. It left a mark and there's a red dot near it. This, also still hurts.
So one day, I was able to both develop and damage four aspects of my life: outreach (community service), family, school, and talent.
That's my life, my "buhay artista".

My Dream

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a model. In the 5th and 6th grade, I wanted to be a fashion designer. In my first year in high school, I decided that I wanted to be a businesswoman. Now, I want to be a theater/TV/movie actress.
It all started one fateful day when I had a homework overload which means that I simply had tons of homework to finish. In my Internet session, I had three tabs open: Facebook, Twitter, and Google. As I was checking the stream of tweets, I noticed my friend, Aurelia, complain about our homework. I replied to what she said saying "If only we were celebrities, we wouldn't have to worry about homework, projects, and school at all." This made us both plan a future.
I would be a celebrity in the form of an actress. She would be my number one fan who is later promoted to my manager. Then, she'll develop her theater skills and become the director of my productions. We then assigned another friend, Ariana, to be my marketing manager. Other friends hold parts too: Millie is Aurelia's assistant director and Tricia is our private jet pilot.
At first, it was just all our imaginations but after reflecting on this thought, I decided that this might be a good future.
To test my hypothesis, I decided to audition for the Velada. If I wouldn't have gotten a part, I would've taken that as a sign that this was not for me. Luckily enough, I got in. Another instance which I took as a sign was during Alvin Barcelona and the Himaya Band's concert. There were parts wherein he told us to say to our seatmates "Your dreams will come true." and "We'll be friends forever." My seatmates were Aurelia and Ariana.
Right now, I'm still not sure if this is a path I want to try and test. But I'm ready for anything. I hope that my future will reveal itself clearly.

Usherettes = ♥

Another activity that was hosted by the school for the Centennial Celebration was the Open House wherein the school was opened to all. Different people from different places came to tour our school and observe how we do things in the Assumption. I, among 29 others, was chosen to be an usherette also known as tour guides. We were in-charge of taking guests around the school so there was no loitering of people. At first, I was a bit reluctant because I'm actually shy around other people whom I don't know. Although, at the end, it was actually pretty fun. It was one of the best experiences I've had in school. I made a lot of new friends and was able to lose a few pounds in the process. Plus, I was allowed to not attend class for two days! :D

Taize Prayer Vigil

As part of our Centennial Celebration in school, we hosted a Taize Prayer Vigil which was on July 23-24, 6pm-6am. This was a chance for learners from different schools to interact with one another through prayer and reflection. It started with the learners grouping themselves and then we played a game of "Bahay Bata Bagyo" as an ice breaker. After that, we had a talk and then supper to follow. After which, we had the main prayer vigil. We then had the presentations of the learners which was very entertaining. We had another talk after that. Then, we had a group activity. We presented our outputs during the mass which followed.
At first, I was absolutely excited about the event. I was not disappointed. Although, I was very very very tired after the event. When I got home, I slept straight until 12pm.
This Taize Prayer Vigil was a great experience. I hope that we'll have more of these in the upcoming school years.

Weekend and A Monday

Saturday, July 3, 2010, was my grandparents' Golden Wedding Anniversary Celebration. In the morning, I went with my mom to Sta. Barbara to pick up my grandparents, my aunt, and four of my cousins to bring them to The Grand Dame Hotel. After bringing them there, mom and I had lunch at JD Bakeshop and went home. I slept until 2:30pm to pass the time. Turns out, sleeping wasn't a very good idea because we were a bit late, considering we were part of the immediate family. After dressing up, we picked up my aunt and cousins at the hotel and went off to the Assumption-Iloilo Chapel where the mass was held. When we got there, I felt very different from my cousins. This was because I was the only one NOT wearing gold. Oh well. My cousins and I were the choir of the celebration. After the mass, we proceeded to Roadhouse where the reception was held at the Emilion function room. We had fun there, taking lots of pictures in the process. My favorite part was when the family video was presented. It made me laugh very hard seeing my cousins and my aunts look as if they were in another time. After the reception, my cousins said they were gonna go to Smallville to celebrate further. I petitioned against it but I was overruled. Everybody left except me because I was against that kind of "partying". Although, I ended up going but I didn't party with them. I stayed with my aunts and my parents who just drank coffee at Kopiroti.
Sunday, July 4, 2010, my cousins met with my sister and I at the port where we were gonna ride a banca going to Guimaras. At first, we went to the wrong port but luckily, we were able to transfer just in time. The banca ride was fascinating. I loved how the Iloilo-Guimaras strait looked, with all its vivid colors and smooth waves. We reached the port and rode a jeepney to El Retiro Beach Resort. Although, one of my aunts stayed behind and rode a banca back to Iloilo because she left her bag in the port. As we reached the resort, we immediately checked it out. We chose our beds in the big house and two of my guy cousins swam in the beach because they were absolutely excited. Some of us just stayed in the rooms and some played a game of sungka. After lunch, everyone swam because it was low tide so we were able to reach a very far distance from the shore. We went back and forth to the beach and the pool because we were very conscious with our skin tones. Late afternoon, some of my cousins stayed near the beach where they played in the sand with our two-year-old cousin. I, among others, took a nap. After dinner, my cousins and I went to the end of the beach to hunt for ghosts. We were so scared that we decided not to push further our plan. So we ran back near the shore of the beach resort where we digged up holes and drew in the sand. After this, we went to the pool and took a dip. Although, after a while, we got so scared that we ran back to the rooms and took a bath. We went back near the shore after this and one by one, we went back to the house and slept.
Monday, July, 5, 2010, we swam for a while in the pool and we visited Roca Encantada, which was a huge house at the end of the shore. We went back and swam again and some of us dressed up and packed up to ride a banca back to Iloilo at noon. Among these were my sister and I because she had to go back to Manila in the afternoon.
All in all, it was a fun and wonderful experience. Now, all of my cousins went away. Some to Canada, some to USA, and some to Manila. I miss them all. ♥

Weekdays

My dad's sisters and their families arrived last week.
First, the Quimels and Aunt Stella with Uncle Maurice arrived Monday morning. Then, the Vilorias, Aunt Vanessa with Jonathan and Aunt Ali arrived the next day. They were supposed to arrive Monday night but their flight was delayed. Really delayed. Finally, the Obregons arrived with my sister.
Monday night, my dad was assigned to fetch the people who were supposedly arriving. I went with him after school because I was very excited. We waited at my grandparents' house. I hung out with the Quimels and the Simpas boys while waiting. We left the house at around 11:00pm already. So I slept at about 12:00am.
Tuesday night, my dad told us that he was going back to my grandparents' house. Knowing how much fun I had the night before, I told him that I wanted to go back there again. My second cousins from Jaro came too and we did a lot of things like tell ghost stories, scare each other to death, play hide and seek, etc. I didn't want the night to end. The day after was a holiday so I asked my mom if I could sleep over. She said yes. I slept at around 2:00am.
Wednesday, my cousins and I went to SM because my aunts needed to buy some stuff. The "kids", as we were called, went to the Tibiao Fish Spa with Aunt Ali. It was so ticklish that I only survived in the beginners pool. We went home at around 7:00 pm because other people will be arriving at 7:40pm. We planned to surprise the newly-arrived by hiding and telling everyone to say that we were still in SM. We hid under a single-person bed. We were four people so we were so cramped, hot, and noisy. The newly-arrived cousins heard us and were scared but my second cousin diverted our hiding place to the bathroom so they easily found us. We were having so much fun but my mom told us that we had to go home.
Thursday, it was my cousin's thirteenth birthday. My mom allowed us to sleep over again so we packed our stuff. Then, as a celebration for the kids, we went swimming in Sarabia Manor Hotel. After, we ate lunch at Mang Inasal at SM and watched Eclipse. We had a singing practice to prepare for the Golden Wedding Anniversary Celebration of our grandparents at the Assumption Chapel. Then, we ate dinner at Esca's. We went back home to tour my aunts and their families then we went to my grandparents' house. My cousins and I were so hyper that we slept at around 4:00am already.
Friday, we hung out at home. At around 3:30, we went forth to the Assumption Chapel again for a singing practice. After that, we went back to my grandparents' house and my sister, mom, and I went home.
That was my hectic week. Wait 'til I tell you about the weekend. ;) Until next time, baboosh.

The Crazy Singing Person With The Broom

Ok. So I admit it. I got a little crazy this morning during recess. Fine. Not just a little, but a lot. I can't help it. My mom thinks it's my hormones acting up. I hate puberty.
Anyway, this morning, we had an early recess. We had about 50 minutes of free time and I kind of took that to the next level.
It started when I went up to the classroom and screamed my signature RAWRs. Then, I told my friend downstairs to throw her bottle up to me. It got stuck to the edge on her first attempt so I got the broom to nudge it so that it would fall to her. This intensified my adrenaline. When I got bored, I went back inside the classroom and started singing random songs and I spoofed them in a way that I changed my voice. When people started to be entertained, I made my voice louder and used the broom as a microphone. I even asked for requests. So I was a crazy singing student with the broom who belted out randomly and out of tune with feelings in the classroom. (WHAT?)
I guess that as a student who lives by the rules, I tend to make my crazy time crazier than everybody else's. :)

When I Get Home

In the past, I hated having to go home because there was nothing to look forward to. Even the TV wasn't worth going home for. But now, I'm in a new house which has improved a lot from our previous home.

When I get home, there are so many things to do. Aside from my homework, I have to post reminders and such on my other blog. I also have the show my pets some love so that they won't get angry and snobbish (yeah, animals DO have a language with people). I also have to get something sweet like a chocolate bar or a chocolate covered gummy bear to keep myself energized. I also have to check on the latest celebrity gossip to ease my mind. I also still have to unpack some of my stuff. I still have to cover my books with plastic. AAAAH! There's just so many things to do.

So, I gotta go and finish all of them. ;)

The First Journalism Class

Dear Journal,

Today, we had our first Journalism class with Sir Geraño. Technically, it wasn't a class because we only had an orientation. Anyway, it was actually pretty enjoyable.
At first, I thought that Sir Geraño was an "easy" teacher - the kind that didn't care if we didn't listen. He was actually pretty strict. So then I thought that he was the scary-strict teacher. Again, I was wrong. At the end, I realized he was the ideal teacher. A facilitator who makes sure that his learners are listening and is always willing to loosen up to have fun with his students.
He taught us a bit throughout the duration of the period. He taught us the proper use of so, very, too, already, etc. He also shared the different versions of the name "John" which was very interesting.
What made it memorable the most was when he said that we were his favorite section so far. :D
Based on our first meeting, it seems like our Journalism class will be very fun! :) Hopefully, it will be.