20th day of March 2013

  It was a wednesday. A day before our recognition day. A day before we leave  junior year and proceed  to our senior year. A day before I leave my Alma Mater. A day before I finally bid my farewell to UIC.

This day started normally, for me. It was my typical wednesday morning.  My boring wednesday. I was following my daily routine of total laziness and balderdash activities. *2fuse-taptap-eat-2fuse-eat-taptap-eat-eat*

I wasn't expecting anything indelible to happen actually. But... *insert flashback effect*

My friend Ann interrupted my hardcore game of 2fuse for she asked me to accompany her to the comfort room. We stayed there for about 10 friggin' minutes. She just stood there and adjusted her skirt for the space in her uniform shall we say, couldn't accommodate every part of her , uhm, tummy. Let me rephrase that, her skirt became tighter as a result of her time to time eating activity. And after a thousand years of waiting for her to be finished, we finally decided to go back to our classroom. As I was about to go up, my friend Aljun passed by. He was looking at me weirdly and so I asked him if he was okay. He told me he was perfectly fine and suddenly grabbed my hand. He too, asked me to accompany him. Dle sa cr ha. hahaha. He asked me to go with him for he'll buy some snacks at the school canteen. I was hesitant for I really wanted to continue playing 2fuse. I think he read what was running on my mind and so he told me he was gonna "libre" me. That word really got my attention. I eagerly went with him downstairs. But, upon reaching the ground floor (char guma ground floor), he told me he'll just drink water at the fountain instead. I was really disappointed. So I told Aljun that I'll just go back to the classroom. But, he insisted that I should stay first. I asked him why and he replied with his excuse "Last na bitaw nimo ni, bonding dapat ta." I was convinced. Few minutes later, my friend kat arrived. She was quite mad for we left without telling her where we were going. Another minute passed, Eizu too, followed us. So the five of us (Ann, Aljun, Kat, Eizu, Me) stayed there. Doing nothing. After a decade, I thought of going back to the classroom. The four of them  walked right after me. And as I was about to reach the third floor, Aljun held both my hands and Eizu covered my eyes with a blindfold. There, I knew, what was about to happen next. They led me in going up the stairs. And when they removed my blindfold, I was in our classroom. No one was around. I was on a seat placed at the very center of our room. They even played emo songs. Hahaha. I was awkwardly sitting there. Yelling lots and lots of "I Hate You's" For I really don't want emotional activities char haha. Then, a classmate of mine entered. She was coming towards me, teary eyed and smiling. My stupid and weak body gave up immediately, I burst into tears even if she hadn't even started talking yet. And then others entered the room too. All of my classmates and close friends. Each and every one of them had their goodbye and I will miss you speeches. *insert a bucket-full of tears here* After our shall we say, crying session, the boys asked me to dance with them. I felt like I was in a simple version of my very own debut. *end of flashback*

I really am grateful for having friends like them. I wasn't expecting that they'd exert effort to prepare that mini farewell program for me. I was really very happy and words aren't enough for me to thank them. I love you everybody, I WILL REALLY REALLY MISS YOU.

"See you again...Sooooon"

"Sooo, yes. Goodbye. Bye. I will miss you. See you after 10 years." 

 A "goodbye" is not just a plain and  simple word, it's a word that contains a  myriad of thoughts and emotions. A word that's difficult to utter. A word we seldom say. A word that could possibly hurt. And a word I never imagined that'll slip through my mouth. 

  Davao is my current hometown. I was born here. I grew up here. Davao heard my first cry, witnessed my first walk, smiled on my first day at preschool, became proud of me when I received my first award, helped me get through the shts of school, felt my kilig when I had my first crush, and cried with me during my first heartbreak. Leaving Davao never crossed my mind. It was never on the list of my to do's or future plans. But here I am, typing this corny-goodbye-blog. So okay, thank you Davao. Learned a real lot here. You taught me lessons I'll never forget and here, I earned and met true friends which I can also call my family.

"Ann Margaret Alpas"

Sup blog-less friend of mine. First of all, I would like to thank you for being my sister and bestfriend. Thank you for accepting my flaws, imperfections and awesome weirdness. Thank you for all those nonsense convos. Thank you for wasting your time listening to my endless shtness and total exaggeration of my life's unfortunate events.Thank you sa mga libre mo. Thank you for sticking with me even though I'm a hopeless and desperate fangirl. Thank you for introducing me to almost everything I know now. Thank you for letting me enter your life. Thank you for being there for me always.  Thank you for the effin' 9 years of epic friendship. I'll remember you by your "bayot" expression which intensely hurts me, overly OA paranoia, fear of blood and how my very cute puppy laugh annoys you. You'll forever have a room here in my petite heart. I Love You and I will miss you. 

"Katrina Teresa Coching"

 My bitchyful-amazona-blabbermouthed friend. Hi. Words aren't and won't be enough for me to thank you for teaching me on how to be a bitch strong. I meant strong. Hihi. You unintentionally taught me how to stand up using both my own feet and never ever everever let others bring me down. Because of you, I learned how to stand up for myself and make dukol every annoying mango-faced whore that gets through my way of reaching my dreams. Thank you for everything kat! Your room is beside Ann's here in my heart. I Love You and I will miss you.

"Meshane Bato-on"

Japanese-pipi friend. Mesh! Thank youuuuu. Thank you for letting me know how it feels like to have an Ate. You never failed on making me feel better everytime I have a problem. Mapa family, friends o love man. You're the type of person who has different and many groups of friends but still, you always manage to balance your time saming lahat. Everytime I ask for your help, you were more than ready to help me, or even just to sit beside me and listen to my never ending drama. Thank you for helping me understand myself even better. No, it's because of you, I found myself. I am what I am now because of you. I'm stronger and better. Thank you Mesh. I'm more than grateful for meeting you, having you as my friend, my bestfriend, my ate. I'll miss every single detail of you. Your laugh, your "Ay bilat", your smile, your grossed facial expression everytime we tease you. I'll miss your voice, I'll miss you. Mesh, I Love You and I will miss you. 

Summer Bucketlist

 I present you my list of to do's and to buy's this coming summer




1. ROUND SHADES

2. Anchor Tattoo

3. Have my hair dyed

*Unfortunately, my pretty momma won't allow me so... I'll stick to my natural hair color. FML.

4. Bake

5. Decorate my room

I was always too lazy to decorate my room because I had this "mubalhin bitaw mi" attitude. And since this year, we'll be transferring to our new house, our new home, I decided to finally exert effort and time to decorate and make my room look presentable and kasuya'an for.

6. DIY Projects

Hoping for a productive, blastful and fun summer. Ciao for now earthlings.

PROM

(22nd of February 2013, Davao Convention Center)

As what most people say, "A picture paints a thousand words." So feel free to scroll down for words aren't enough to express how I felt that night. 

                          

                                

 My first prom. Wore a pink cocktail gown, 5-inch heels, exaggerated jewelry, heavy make-up on, and curled my hair. Sadly, this girl temporarily turned into a young lady that night. But then, this was indeed, a night to remember.