Mood: Tired
Currently listening to: Breathe - Taylor Swift
Today is our school's Personnel's Day! This is the day when we give gifts and thoughtful cards/letters to our teachers and apologize the things that made them sad and mad at our class. This is also the time when we get to know our teachers better. This is the day when the teachers celebrate and have a little rest from work by going home early!
We usually go home at 3:10pm from school during Fridays. Today, we go home at 2:25pm! Unfortunately for almost all the Juniors (including me), they have to stay until 5:00pm-5:30pm to practice for our current play: Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig. It is really pain because instead of resting at home in an early time or do whatever some of us want to do, we have stay in school and do some effort to at least perfect our group presentation.
So our group went home at 5:30pm. For some, the time alloted for practice (2:25pm-5:30pm) wasn't enough. For me, it was more than enough to practice at least 5 scenes given that the time was long. I didn't do much during the pracrice because I was just the narrator and kinda director (not really). So I just waited for my turn to speak. My lines are really short and since I am the narrator, I didn't need to memorize my lines.
So what exactly did I do at school for the whole 3 hours and 5 minutes? From 2:25pm-3:30pm, three of my group members and I went to National Bookstore to buy materials to make our backdrop/background. On the road, we stopped by McDonald's. The three of us bought sandae cone and the other one bought regular fries and coke float. We took a lot of time in the bookstore because we spent time in looking for the notebook. I didn't come along for the materials needed, I came along because I was suppose to buy a Math Notebook since I only have 3 pages left in my other one. We didn't find one so we left with the materials needed only. Then we went back to school.
When we got to where our other groupmates were, we sat on the grass and waited for someone to boss us around and say what we have to do. One group member told us to paint the drawing that was written in pencil. So we did. The only problem was we weren't able to do it the way she wanted it to look like. So she was freaking out because it was ugly for her. So we did something else like practice our lines. Since I didn't need to memorize my lines, I just practiced the way I should deliver them. But that was a little easy so I finished a little earlier. So what I did was to join the other two directors of the group and direct a little. Then I read my lines when it was may turn. Then I watched them act. After that, some of my other classmates who brought their camera took pictures with me. For the rest of the time, that was what I was doing. When it was 5:00pm, I left the group and went home. And that's how practice went. Some painted the whole time, some were acting and eating.
A little update on my school life, she cried again and said that she was stressed in general. I asked her for details but she won't tell. She also told me that she is sad. Then I replied and said that I am feel sadder than her ever since... then I didn't continue and decided not to tell her. Then during dismissal when we wen to NBS, she asked me again why was I sad and ever since when. I didn't tell her still. To be honest, I was really sadder than her but I was not sure when it began so I just said that it's a secret why and when i was sadder than her. In short I kinda played her mind into figuring out why and when. Now, too, when our class go to one venue to the other, I go there by inserting myself somewhere in the middle of the line with other classmates. It was awkward to walk, I have to admit, when you are walking somewhere where you do not know anyone or are not close to anyone. So I tried to talk to the person in front and at the back of me when I insert myself. It was changelling but it is an opportunity to talk to every person in the class. =)
I'm feeling a little better since I already told her the fact that she doesn't tell me the reasons why she cries, or why is she sad. I also told her what I experience when she is with her ka-chika buddies. Now, I am paranoid to her when she cries. When she cries, I try my best to ignore her and to actually not comfort her since I don't connect to her anymore. Maybe I connect to her a little but I guess the line between us is breaking up. I'm afraid that next school year I might not be as close to her as I used to before. I have this gut feeling that so much will happen to her with her ka-chicka buddies that they won't tell me and they'll laugh about something I don't know. Or maybe they'll tell among themselves about their summer experience and I won't be able to connect.
Recently, when I hanged out with another new friend who is a Social Studies Nerd, we have been talking about graduation and leaving the school for good. She too has some issues like mine. In fact, her best friend is one of my friend's ka-chicka buddy. So we face the school world, this school year, a little similarly. It's good to have her as a friend in the class. I opened up to her last week wednesday during our T.L.E. when my friend started crying and the only persons whe tells her story to is her ka-chicka buddy/ies. I felt really bad and ignored at that time that's why I decided to release what I felt. The feeling was torturing me every time I experienced it. It's a good thing that I told it to the right person or else, if she wasn't the right one, she could've told my friend already. If my friend knew about it, then it would just be fine because I know that we're friends and if gets mad, I wouldn't care more.
That's all. This has been another heart-to-heart session about me. I have to go to sleep now! Tomorrow will be a special day for my mom since tomorrow is Valentine's Day and at the same time, her birthday, too! She told me not to buy her a flower anymore so I bought secretly. I am currently keeping the white rose I bought her, before I went home inside my bag, placed in a plastic with water so it won't wither. Tomorow is also the Parent Consultation on Career Decision-Making. Everyone is expected to be there at 7:30am. We are planning to go there at 8am. I'll be going with my mother since my dad has to go with my brother in his school's Family Day.
That's all! I really have to sleep now! Goodnight! =)
Currently listening to: Breathe - Taylor Swift
Today is our school's Personnel's Day! This is the day when we give gifts and thoughtful cards/letters to our teachers and apologize the things that made them sad and mad at our class. This is also the time when we get to know our teachers better. This is the day when the teachers celebrate and have a little rest from work by going home early!
We usually go home at 3:10pm from school during Fridays. Today, we go home at 2:25pm! Unfortunately for almost all the Juniors (including me), they have to stay until 5:00pm-5:30pm to practice for our current play: Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig. It is really pain because instead of resting at home in an early time or do whatever some of us want to do, we have stay in school and do some effort to at least perfect our group presentation.
So our group went home at 5:30pm. For some, the time alloted for practice (2:25pm-5:30pm) wasn't enough. For me, it was more than enough to practice at least 5 scenes given that the time was long. I didn't do much during the pracrice because I was just the narrator and kinda director (not really). So I just waited for my turn to speak. My lines are really short and since I am the narrator, I didn't need to memorize my lines.
So what exactly did I do at school for the whole 3 hours and 5 minutes? From 2:25pm-3:30pm, three of my group members and I went to National Bookstore to buy materials to make our backdrop/background. On the road, we stopped by McDonald's. The three of us bought sandae cone and the other one bought regular fries and coke float. We took a lot of time in the bookstore because we spent time in looking for the notebook. I didn't come along for the materials needed, I came along because I was suppose to buy a Math Notebook since I only have 3 pages left in my other one. We didn't find one so we left with the materials needed only. Then we went back to school.
When we got to where our other groupmates were, we sat on the grass and waited for someone to boss us around and say what we have to do. One group member told us to paint the drawing that was written in pencil. So we did. The only problem was we weren't able to do it the way she wanted it to look like. So she was freaking out because it was ugly for her. So we did something else like practice our lines. Since I didn't need to memorize my lines, I just practiced the way I should deliver them. But that was a little easy so I finished a little earlier. So what I did was to join the other two directors of the group and direct a little. Then I read my lines when it was may turn. Then I watched them act. After that, some of my other classmates who brought their camera took pictures with me. For the rest of the time, that was what I was doing. When it was 5:00pm, I left the group and went home. And that's how practice went. Some painted the whole time, some were acting and eating.
A little update on my school life, she cried again and said that she was stressed in general. I asked her for details but she won't tell. She also told me that she is sad. Then I replied and said that I am feel sadder than her ever since... then I didn't continue and decided not to tell her. Then during dismissal when we wen to NBS, she asked me again why was I sad and ever since when. I didn't tell her still. To be honest, I was really sadder than her but I was not sure when it began so I just said that it's a secret why and when i was sadder than her. In short I kinda played her mind into figuring out why and when. Now, too, when our class go to one venue to the other, I go there by inserting myself somewhere in the middle of the line with other classmates. It was awkward to walk, I have to admit, when you are walking somewhere where you do not know anyone or are not close to anyone. So I tried to talk to the person in front and at the back of me when I insert myself. It was changelling but it is an opportunity to talk to every person in the class. =)
I'm feeling a little better since I already told her the fact that she doesn't tell me the reasons why she cries, or why is she sad. I also told her what I experience when she is with her ka-chika buddies. Now, I am paranoid to her when she cries. When she cries, I try my best to ignore her and to actually not comfort her since I don't connect to her anymore. Maybe I connect to her a little but I guess the line between us is breaking up. I'm afraid that next school year I might not be as close to her as I used to before. I have this gut feeling that so much will happen to her with her ka-chicka buddies that they won't tell me and they'll laugh about something I don't know. Or maybe they'll tell among themselves about their summer experience and I won't be able to connect.
Recently, when I hanged out with another new friend who is a Social Studies Nerd, we have been talking about graduation and leaving the school for good. She too has some issues like mine. In fact, her best friend is one of my friend's ka-chicka buddy. So we face the school world, this school year, a little similarly. It's good to have her as a friend in the class. I opened up to her last week wednesday during our T.L.E. when my friend started crying and the only persons whe tells her story to is her ka-chicka buddy/ies. I felt really bad and ignored at that time that's why I decided to release what I felt. The feeling was torturing me every time I experienced it. It's a good thing that I told it to the right person or else, if she wasn't the right one, she could've told my friend already. If my friend knew about it, then it would just be fine because I know that we're friends and if gets mad, I wouldn't care more.
That's all. This has been another heart-to-heart session about me. I have to go to sleep now! Tomorrow will be a special day for my mom since tomorrow is Valentine's Day and at the same time, her birthday, too! She told me not to buy her a flower anymore so I bought secretly. I am currently keeping the white rose I bought her, before I went home inside my bag, placed in a plastic with water so it won't wither. Tomorow is also the Parent Consultation on Career Decision-Making. Everyone is expected to be there at 7:30am. We are planning to go there at 8am. I'll be going with my mother since my dad has to go with my brother in his school's Family Day.
That's all! I really have to sleep now! Goodnight! =)
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