Passionate

let us all welcome a brand new member to the blogging-scene. may a ka-jillion views, comments, replies abound your site. just remember the things i told you, if you don’t feel like blogging, then don’t. then if you do, then by all means do. trust me, all of us have our moments when, absurd as it may sound, find blogging time-consuming. and yet, we get back up our blogging "pedestals" and type away. heed my words…

don’t force it. let it come out naturally. kahit masagwang pakinggan, tama naman diba? hahaha.

WELCOME TO THE BLOGGING-SCENE, MY DEAR NOCTURNAL!

A PASSIONATE AWAKENING.

HOORRAAY for weekends.

this morning was far from the usual mornings for the nerds. people weren’t cramming, reviewing for anything. it was actually kinda boring, but nonetheless satisfying. how ironic? hahaha. anyway, the Social quiz was postponed due to the mass. good thing, that quiz wouldv’e been hell. yet again, the CSA Chorale came unprepared for anything. we seriously didn’t know any of the songs that we were about to sing. props to Lisette and Ate Thea. forever soloists. hahaha. 

we didn’t get to have BIO. we just tried some stuff about the digestive system. *bleeehh.*

BADMINTON is always fun! the usual laughs from Kei, Enrico and Ice. 

lunch was soooooo relaxing. laughing your *ss of is always a release. it was fun watching a bunch of 2B people trying out this new game. it was sort of like Gusto mo ng Balot but with multiplte objects which gets a really confusing as the game progresses. 

Lance, struggle ba? hahahahaha.

"this-is-a-pen-a-what-a-pen-a-what-a-pen-ooh-a-pen…"

english and math was ok. better than most days since i seem to understand the lesson pretty well. i just need to bring crayons next time. hahaha. 

i stayed behind after class, with a few people to work on the math bulletin board. cutting pieces of letters and singing to random songs was very soothing to the soul. hahaha. ohhhh, Michael and i played with our DSs  for a few minutes.

he kicked my butt in Pokemon and Mario Kart. i shall have my revenge. hahaha

after a while, i had to say my goodbyes and head home. 

but before the bus left, i asked the driver to wait for a couple of miutes so i could watch the COCC Encampment going on. it was painful seeing some of my classmates and people i don’t even know going through all of that, and to think they were only 30 minutes into the whole thing. all those pushups, and running with heavy bags, reciting oaths while trying to catch your breath, extreme authority figures is terrifying. seeing them suffer like that really got me thinking..

then again, who am i to criticize something they feel really passionate about. there’s no question when dealing with these kinds of situations. you can never separate a person with something that he has a deep connection with, something that stirs in him the will to endure anything. maybe it be a bajillion pushups, greeting your officer in the middle of a corridor, filled with unsuspecting people, and a 3 day camp. 

i admire these people so much. for you to endure every possible thing that could be thrown at you and yet leaving these situations like nothing happened, smiling, laughing, contented.

I SALUTE YOU GUYS!

*whew*

where did that come from? hahahaha.