REVIEW // LSC // KATIPUNAN

Having been through the whole thing, I can safely say it's not pure fun and games. Just because of this one incident which I'm trying so hard to mend back for a while now. *sigh* I don't want another emo, semi-senti blog entry so, moving on...

I've probably skipped class more than 6 times all together. I'm sorry Mom and Dad because that basically says I'm wasting your money. Before you start giving me sermons and calling me a hookie punk though I know I deserve 'em, listen to my part. I really TRY to listen to the whole academic stuff the teacher's blabbing about. It's just that I get bored easily. And 2 hours of pure discussion totally puts the ooze in snooze. HAHAHA. Brain fart :))

Whether invading Katipunan or watching a flick in Gateway, cutting will always be enjoyable when I'm with my friends. My number 1 cutting mate is Joan. Krizzia comes second. Kudos to Avery for not cutting. Even ONCE.

The best part of the whole review shindig would probably be, hands down, meeting new friends. From my classmates, to Room 2 people, and Blueskies people. It's fun mingling with a whole variety of people. Really makes me feel that there's world outside STC since socializing isn't really our forte. Hoorah! And mind you, I'm becoming a frequent rider of public transportations. My parents would freak if they knew though. :))

Hey de hey. Automatic Loveletter totally saved me from my then 'emo playlist'. They're slowly creeping on top of my top list. I love Juliet Simms. I actually prefer her more than Hayley Williams. Check out some of my favorite songs by them! [Makeup Smeared Eyes, When We First Met, Goodbye Neverlend and Unhearted.]

"Hi! I'm Min! You are??"

This morning at review, I don't know what air Avery and Gines had that caused them doing nothing but to dare me. It started out me, whining about how I wanted to make friends in our class just because I don't want to spend 2 more weeks of being in a class full-o strangers.

"Sige nga Min! Pakilala ka sa buong class!"

I rarely back out on dares. No matter how stupid I will look. Hey, I can only live once. Haha! In short, I did the stupid dare. The Marikina Science people, I approached first since they were mostly girls. I muttered my line with this huge smile on my face and I must say, they retaliated pretty good! They laughed with me and introduced themselves too. And it just went on, everyone that entered, I will welcome them with my ever-so-hyper- greeting. WITH- matching handshake. Everyone's laughing now. I couldn't care more. I, myself, am laughing at myself. HAHA! The teacher noticed it and laughed too, and said "Ano yan? Tumatakbo ka ba for President??"

I therefore conclude that I am no longer the-noisy-little-annoying-review-cutting-girl in class. I have friends now. Namely, Arriane, Alec, Paolo, Darwin, Ken, Gerard, Amy, Aric, Kim, Chesca...

I give myself a pat in the back for that. Nice job, Min!

Sorry blogs readers. Lately, I have been preoccupied with a handful of things. But the main time eater is, hands down, Review. No, not summer review like the ones that the failing students get. Haha! Ours is for the upcoming College Entrance Exams for us Seniors. And I'm doing it in Ateneo. Commuting's the only thing I whine about.

Anyhoo, let's shift topic.

May. The time of the year where it starts to rain. The last leg of summer, enrollment time, and of course, my birthday. There's not much difference than last year's though. Except my parents are making a big deal out of it because in their words, "Our bunso's turning Sweet Sixteen!" I, swear to the heaven's above, can't find the essence and importance of a girl turning sixteen. If I was turning 18, then I'd understand them. But sixteen? Geeeeeeeeez.

Since Mom's out of the country, and I know she's feeling bad about not being here to celebrate it with me, she's making it up by consistently asking me what I want to do on my 'special day'. And everytime she asks me, I have said this to her a million times:

"I don't know. Why can't I just do it like every year? Just stay here in the house?"

AND THEN she'll start preaching about how I'm turning SIXTEEN. Mom, I am aware I will be turning sixteen. Thanks for the added info.

So from then on, I will answer her:

"What do YOU want to do?"

AGAIN and again, she'll suggest to have a party in our house just like Ate did when she turned sixteen. Beers and all. As tempting as it is, I objected. I'm just not feeling it. Screw it. Haha. So to shut them all up, I agreed to go out with my friends on Saturday and then celebrate with my relatives the next day. I was seriously getting fed up with them until Mom sent me a text:

"I sent you thru email yesterday a song of Hillary Duff entitled 'Sweet Sixteen' Let me know when you have received it. I love you mucho mucho." -Mom

As much as the sound of 'Hillary Duff' hurts my ears, it put a smile on my face to know that Mom's really making an effort in making my 'Sweet Sixteen' a blast.