This entry is very hard to understand if you don't really know me...
Last evening was the finale to a week of total luck. I’m not just talking about good luck; I’m talking about bad luck too. Hey, wait, make that 2 weeks of totally weird luck. That’s why I feel like going back to devArt.

First I’ll sum up the things that happened last week. Last week, I harshly dumped my supposed prom date and for all I know I might have totally bruised his ego; if I didn’t - !!
I got a super cute keychain in our Literature class exchange gifts!!
Oh, and I gave my friends(girls only-ran atta cash) stuffed mini pigs.
Then there’s the Intel competition, which caused an argument between me and my group mate (my fault again.. ), but we won!!! (I told everyone the North Star works- but not for totally selfish reasons, just for partially selfish reasons.. ). A so many things happened but I’m too much of a scatterbrain to remember the rest.

This week minus last night major events:
I’m trying to learn how to play Sige and The day you said goodnight in the guitar… ok, not really playing it good, but I think I’m getting when to strum for myself now.. Once upon a time, it took me a century to learn Mata… PS. This isn’t major
Someone appreciated my gift!!! The gift was a wooly gray cap with a pine green interior. (He better really appreciate it! )
I got such a low grade in the last Chem long test, I got a lower grade than the guy I usually tutor.
My poor hair was cut!!! And when I said bangs- I didn’t mean these stupid super short bangs- I meant nice long hide-my-face-especially-when-I’m-crying-or-pretending-to-cry bangs.
We didn’t get to join the parolan (sort of Christmas decor) contest, but my friend got the lead in panuluyan (a singing play about Joseph and Mary looking for a place to stay).
Our homeroom didn’t have a Christmas Party, only one which didn’t.
I lost sooo much cash.
I learned a new handshake thing from Perci
I got in touch with my elementary friends again.

Last night was the batch Christmas party. I was totally bummed at the onset of this event since I was so mad with my stupid short bangs, I was wearing a stupid white skirt(I do NOT wear skirts) and (is it called-) flip-flops?, and it wasn’t gonna be a kiddie party but a dance. The food was great, however our group of friends wasn’t complete (curse dentists, airplanes, and living in Calamba!!). The reason my mood completely changed was the dance, oh AND the cute braids Perci was trying to fashion my hair into AND the gift I got, a stuffed cat I’ll call BAO. Normally, I would hate dances, coz I don’t know how to dance and Abbie (who was supposed to teach me) wasn’t able to. I’m so happy because I had my first-first-dance! I’m 14 year old girl, 3rd year high school in the Philippines and I had my first dance with Zara. She’s a girl. But I was so happy to have danced in my life, in fact slow danced that in those moments of total exhilaration I invited everyone in our table to dance. Here’s a list:
People I danced: Zara, Abbie, Viel, Myko, Red, Perci, and Henry (yes, that’s it but I danced with all of them, except Viel twice or thrice or fries )
I got rejected by: Ivan, Kitt and Mico
I wanted to dance with but who weren’t there: Louise, Trish, and *like I’d tell you who!!
Slow dance is pretty boring for me but it was fun? When I was dancing with Henry (we exchanged genders so his hands were in my shoulders, mine were in his waist). He was pulling my hair so I suddenly tickled his sides which was funny. Then there were the times which I was so enjoying intentionally bumping people (sorry, I do know I’m bad) and when Zara and I were trying to dance ballroom in a fast dance and we didn’t understand who was the boy or girl. I know I’m forgetting a lot but finally, I’m tired. I just want to say my final words: SORRY TO EVERYONE WHOSE FOOT I INJURED!..
I just lied. Vacation starts today for me so these are my real last words: Merry Christmas!