Saturday, November 22, 2003
THE RISK OF LOVING
The Damage Report - Year 2 - Ending Week #21
Background Music: "Kanlungan"
NOTE: This is a weekly blog entry that summarizes a series of events of a finished week in and around La Salle.
THE risk of loving, was the topic of DLSU-D's Recollection for 2nd Year students (or RECO-II). When I found out that was the topic from Gail (Basil's girlfriend, tropa), I froze up and became petrified.
What was supposed to be a productive week actually wasn't. It was actually one small disaster after another, which resulted in me having my first absences.
The problem with me this past week is that I don't wake up on schedule. Even if my classes start at 1100 hours (except on Tuesdays 0700 for PHED104), I wake up 30 minutes before class. That's cramming and everything. I do get sufficient sleep this semester compared to last semester, but still I should be able to wake up around 0800 not 1000.
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Monday - Moving Stories of a Terror Prof
I rushed to school in the morning and moved into my dorm room. I rushed to World Litt but our professor didn't show up. In Logic we had a lecture. And for the one-hour break we had before Laws of Mass Media, our dreadful major subject on Monday, I copied down as much notes as I could from our "illegal photocopies" (all photocopies of books are illegal, so to speak) into our "legal notebooks" for "inevitable recitation".
Dr. R. Santiago entered the room and the classroom tensed up once again for another three hours. The first few minutes were a bit terrifying, but then our professor broke out another green minded joke that had us burst out laughing again.
His "jokes" are loaded with sense in relation to the study of law. I don't know how he does it. He can joke about this or that and takes off with it. We are left picking up his jokes and understanding how it is connected to law.
He listed down more laws to study in the Civil Code of the Philippines, in the Revised Penal Code, etc. Then he broke off for a few minutes to tell us a story about smoking.
He started to get emotional towards us as he told us about life's problems, about his son, about a couple of memorable students of his past, and about his own personal past. Touching stories told by a supposedly terror teacher.
At the dorm, I installed the whiteboard I bought at Waltermart in the morning and I fixed up the plastic cover over my shelf there, so now it looks dust-free and covered up a bit instead of exposed.
***
Tuesday - Transportations
On Tuesday, I was riding in the cars of different classmates. After another round of hitting and getting hit by those volleyballs in PHED104, I rode with Upper and we ate at Waltermart Dasmariñas (this was before Wellcom or whatever caught on fire or burned down). We ate at Jollibee and afterwards we returned to La Salle.
After working with HTML in Computer Applications, we ended up going to Red Ribbon. I rode with Leah, Katz, Eric, and Keith in Upper's car on the way there. Jhen and Cindy rode with Camille in her red car.
We ate and returned back to the campus to watch "With Colors" at the Cabuco Viewing Room (CVR). It stars Brendan Fraiser and we have to make a film analysis and reflection paper on it.
***
Wednesday - Scenes in the Evening
On Wednesday, I missed an important interview with Kate at the University admissions with Mr. Dinglasan. We were to interview him for any news on the enrolment this past semester. There isn't any big news about enrolment last month, so the issue we're writing about isn't really newsworthy.
So, Kate interviewed him by herself and I felt guilty. I now owe her something. One day, I'll cover for her.
There wasn't any Intro to Journalism class on Wednesday since Prof. H. Palad was out sick. The class rejoiced since there wasn't class, I thought some of them were exaggerated! Really. I mean, I was sitting there studying and writing down some notes while I was looking up and seeing some classmates jumping up in the air and throwing their arms up into the air screaming. What is grabe?!
Since classes on Wednesday ended so soon, I had no idea where to be going. I went to the ISA office to meet with Sir Sieg and after updating some files, I had made my decision.
After just five days of holding the position, I have resigned as Secretary of the International Students Association (ISA).
What happened? Basically, I didn't have enough time to think it over if I can carry such a heavy position as secretary in my case. I can be secretary of a whole organization if I don't have other obligations. But I have Heraldo Filipino, AB Comm Channel, and Broadjourn which is just so time-demanding.
I spoke to Sir Sieg and explained it all to him.
Afterwards I was with Leah and Eric. Impulse (interschool dance competition) was about to happen at Lake Park but Leah didn't want to pass through there because the Chorale might see her, and she has a rehearsal to attend but she wanted to go elsewhere.
I promised Abbie and Lance I'd join them in watching Aldrich's volleyball game at the PLS for the COS Sportsfest. Leah and I took a jeep from the main gate to get to Gate 3 (off-campus) and we met with familiar faces at PLS. Peter, JOU2-1 irregular, was there watching his girlfriend play volleyball. I saw Andrew, dorm mate and campus heart throb, playing basketball. Mark Panizales was with Abbie and Lance when they arrived.
We watched for a short while before joining the Broadjourn Night Out at Fiat. It was outside PLS, at night time, that Lance told me something about him that was really important. Leah, Lance, and I took a jeep from Gate 3 to Fiat in front of Gate 1.
After eating, we hung out at the Rotonda and Teenah and I had an important talk regarding this week's theme and title "The Risk of Loving".
I don't think it's right to declare that I am in love. I feel like I'm in love. I think I will be in love if the other side "feels" in love in return. If we both "feel in love", then maybe we're "in love" afterall. I heard something similar to this from my classmate Leah at the end of the week.
The evening hours came and I finished up writing down recollection letters to some of my classmates before falling asleep. Tony and Jan slept over again (i think it was the whole week actually).
***
Thursday - Our 2nd Year Recollection
[This was the day.]
I was putting my watch on when I heard Tope's voice outside my dorm room. Huh? How'd he get into the dormitory compound? I opened the door to find the early morning was still dim and that it was also raining. Keith was also there and he left a bag in my room for the overnight thing at a dorm mate's later.
We ran in the rain towards the chapel and inside I registered. Psychology 2-4 and 2-5 would be joining us at Charles Huang Conference Center (CHCC) in Batangas while a nursing section will be going to Angel's Hills instead.
After a short meeting with the Recollection director (who would eventually be one of our two facilitators later), we all boarded the green bus.
It was raining a bit as we ascended the Tagaytay highlands. Some classmates of mine were already falling asleep. I was with Maycee, and well, honestly speaking... she isn't exactly the person I could have a long conversation with in a bus ride. Usually all my conversations with Maycee end with her giving me advice on something I didn't really need advice on in the first place. ^_^
We arrived in Batulao, Batangas. CHCC for the 4th time! To the normal classmate of mine, it would only be their 2nd time to Charles Huang. But for Maycee and I, it would be our 4th time. Reco-I, HF Midyear 2002, HF Midyear 2003, and then Reco-II. What is nakakasawa?!
Sir Marvin Lepardo, our first professor in REED101 and our facilitator in Reco-I, hopped onto the bus from the Highway as we passed Alfonso. The class cheered as he got on the bus.
The same breathtaking view of this redish chocolate-colored tower seated on the side of a mountain was present. The rocky tops of that mountain range in the distance and the fog breathing over the mysterious grand lake at sea-level was still fresh somehow. Of course, all of which I'm describing was bathe in the morning light of a... one day recollection.
We descended the street and I rushed ahead of my classmates as they looked at me curiously. I took out my digicam and yelled "Picture picture!!". Syempre, those already at good distance in front of me paused and prepared to pose. Classmates who were still higher up the road rushed down to get in. I looked down behind me and saw two or three classmates suddenly alarmed as they made a last minute struggle to climb up the road and get into the picture.
3... 2... 1... SNAP!
*Flashback*
Over a year ago, on September 12, 2002... we had our overnight First year recollection in CHCC, Batangas.
*Flash*
We entered CHCC and had breakfast. I was thirsty for hot soup. Instead, all we got were rice, a sunny-side-up egg, and two flat spiced hams. It looked strikingly similar to the one Eric, Kate, Maycee, and I (HF) had one morning last month during the HF Midyear 2003.
Anyways, after eating we were all instructed to go to the 2nd Basement where our session room will be. At least something is new.
[All that time, I was wondering when I can make my move. There was a strange aura between myself and her. This strangeness was a mix of good feelings and nervous feelings.]
We entered the Session Hall which had no outdoor windows. Only one large window facing the hallway similar to the windows you'd find at any Penshoppe or Bench, except this one had blinds.
Sir Gadi, the second facilitator next to Sir Marvin, facilitated and started to play some recollection music.
Session #1: How to be real? We know we are real when we are affiliated with something or someone. What makes a toy real? When the toy is used by a child. A toy isn't really real when it is just there and has no use or purpose.
[There had to be a way for me to get to her, but why was it so difficult? Was it the pressure coming from my classmates and close friends in class? Was it the feeling that it might be a bad time?]
We ate our merienda, which were these pancakes with caramel syrup. I couldn't finish mine. Outside, I took a picture of some of my classmates sitting on the stairs.
We also took pictures on the stairs descending to the left of the building. Some classmates were visiting the CHCC-famous guinie pigs. We had a few pictures taken there. When my classmates were heading up the stairs, I told them to pause and turn around. I took a picture of them in individual poses, which looked nice! I had another picture taken with me in it. I was with Rona and Company.
Session #2: We had our next session which was about the broken heart in the centerfold of the Reco-II booklet. We answered it and then we were separated into six groups in the class. The Community Development students (about 4 or 5 of them) were in their own group.
The lights were switched off and then we sat on the floor in our groups. In the center of our circle was a candle. I took a picture of the candle (which is the candle you could see in Brodcst Msktir's 17th Banner) after certain emotions were released and realized during the sharing.
I was with Jezire. What she said during her tears made me want to break into tears too. I just felt so moved by what she said... I was just so speechless. I wanted to give her a long hug right then and there but she was the last to share and the sharing was eventually finished.
We had lunch and it was really bland. We all struggled to eat the fish on our plates and the cold vegatables on those plates. After eating, we went outside to enjoy the sun and the picture taking.
The sun was just perfect. The skies were just so blue and the clouds were perfect white. I didn't waste the chance. I walked around taking pictures of some of my classmates including Jeremy (Gem) and Natz.
We also went to the windy tunnel passage and had a picture taken there.
[I wanted so much to be with her right there and then.]
We had our third session which involved more singing and talking about the risks of loving. Then, the moment we had all in some way been waiting or dreading for... the open forum.
Session #3: The open forum was different this time. Sir Marvin lit up a candle and placed it in the center of the dark room. Anyone could get it and hand it to any single individual in the room who he or she has something to say to. If you have nothing to say to that person, it could be just a gesture... a smile... or even a kiss.
Ara started it off and then the candle went around the room. To me, the most momentous candle pass was from Eric to Leah. Leah was sitting to Eric's left already, so he didn't need to get up. He whispered something into Leah's ear for a good 15-20 seconds. The class was gasping... smiling... I was electricuted with kilig!
Suddenly it ended up on Jezire. Jezire approached me and said that Badge was her alter ego and that I shouldn't waste time and that I should just say it.
She gave me the candle. I wanted to say something first to the entire class about struggles, problems, and the integrity of JOU2-1 in the future... but halfway through it... they already started to complain... "Sabihin mo na!!".
I walked towards her and gave her my candle. I put my right arm on her shoulder and I wished that moment would've lasted longer. The pressure coming from my classmates resulted in me saying only one phrase to Badge... "I am sorry it's taken me this long to say this to you..."
I sat down and then the candle went around again. The next two memorable ones involved Cindy saying something about William not really talking to her and the talk between Teenah and Ayesha. That was emotional.
Eric got two kisses from girls while Bianca also kissed Mark.
We had said our words and then we all held hands to say a prayer. We exchanged letters after the session hall was dismissed to 2nd merienda. I didn't give any of my letters yet.
We ate and then we headed up to the Chapel to have our mass.
[She was there on the other side of the aisle with Wilda. I wanted to approach her right there and then but mass would have started anytime. Eventually mass didn't start, but I was still there looking at her from my seat. I was also talking to Jhen. Jhen kept asking me how come she didn't know and she gave me an interview right there and then.]
Since confession took almost another hour, I went outside with Kate and we spoke outside on the stairs on the right side of the rotonda. I told Kate everything that was in my head at the time.
We went back inside and eventually practice for mass began. We practiced songs. It so happened Jhen, Cindy, and I were the only Broadjourn on the left side of the chapel. The rest of our classmates occupied the right side. We were surrounded by Psychology students.
Mass started and it went by quickly.
[I was behind her in line during communion.]
After mass, we went outside and the bus snacks were distributed. I rushed outside and then joined a handful of classmates in the final set of picture taking. The sun was setting behind the rocky mountain tops in the distance, and it was such a sight.
[She was there. Looking more calm and beautiful. I don't know why I didn't come close to her at that time. I wasn't with anyone in fact. It was just me and my camera.]
I took a picture of Eric and Leah as they were posing for Ayesha's digicam. It was a stolen shot. It has to be one of my favorites. I mean, seeing two of my friends together like that is just bliss in some way and it gives me butterflies seeing two friends becoming more than just friends.
[She had disappeared up onto the bus at the top of road. I already told her I wanted to speak to her on the bus home, even if she would be riding it for a mere 20 minutes before she got off at the Alfonso connection route.]
I climbed up the road with Tope, and then I asked him man to man... what should I be doing and what was wrong with me. The time was perfect, but I just couldn't get myself together to say what I had to say to her.
I had it right there and then, but after taking pictures of my classmates I was distracted that I lost my track of words. In some sarcastic sense, I would be saying: "Love is spelled like this... E... O... V... L."
I got on the bus, calmed myself down. I couldn't find her at first... I guess that's what they mean when they say "Love is blind."
I was also from the last batch of people boarding the bus. I didn't sit down, but I placed my bag next to Maycee, who was serious again looking out her window. I finally spotted her.
She was sitting in the center seat between Jezire and Joanna. I turned into an exclamation point. How was I going to do this? I looked around the bus for any vacant seats. I noticed mine was the only one. I had to kick Maycee out and invite Badge over to sit with me.
I didn't sit down. I was just leaning my back to the edge of my seat as I looked at her. The bus started moving and the two center seats behind her were pushed down and occupied. How was I going to get to her without having the whole bus screaming when they see it happen?
Distractions, distractions!
I sat down in my seat. I was holding my plastic with the snack in it. I punched my straw into the juice pack like some elementary school kid and I didn't stop looking at her.
I felt the Alfonso connection getting closer and closer.
I was looking out the window seeing Taal Lake at sunset and I was looking at my other classmates. They were sitting, resting... they all looked cute and tired at the same time.
Suddenly the bus came to a stop. From the back of the bus started a wave of words... "Bye Badge!!" ... "Ihahatid ka ni George!" ... "Mag-goodbye ka George!" ... "Sabi ni George... Goodbye!" ..."Ingat ka Badge!".
I was there looking at her stand up and by herself exit the bus. I passed my recollection letter to her through the people in front of me. Yes, I did say "Bye" (not Goodbye of course) but I said it with this smile that she probably didn't see and didn't hear. She smiled back at the bus and she smiled again and waved like a beauty pageant contestant as the bus drove away.
[She was now out of sight. Her warm presence went away and the cold air of Tagaytay surrounded me.]
Classmates got off at separate stops down the highway. In Silang, in Pala-Pala, at Waltermart, at Villa Isabel (Kay did the Turbo Otso-Otso as she got off the bus), and we got off near Lake Park inside our campus.
Eric dropped off Leah at the e-house while I went to my dorm room to pick up Keith's bag that he left in the early morning. Keith and I went to the tambayan while Eric went home.
A Night on the other side of the "block"
The tambayan is the alley in front of Spag House where Jeremy and Company hang out and smoke. I was with Keith and since his birthday was the day before, he was treating everyone out to drinks at Charmagne's dorm.
We ate first at Brejanah where Len encountered us. After eating, we went to Charmagne's place.
There we waited. Em, former classmate, was there with her cousin who was in High School and already on vices. Bianca was there and her boyfriend Carlo showed up later. Charmagne showed up with her boyfriend Paolo. Jonee and her boyfriend were there. Kate Q. and her boyfriend Andy were there. Natz and Jeremy broke out some jokes.
I was treated like a guest that they really accomodated. I mean, this wasn't my group in class. I went to enjoy a night out after the recollection. I went out to drink a little with my classmates. I went out to also see the other side of Broadjourn 2-1.
It was funny how we had stupid problems. Two tables and only three chairs and to say how many were we. The chaser of the Emperador Brandy was plain water, which was complained by Natz and Jeremy. There wasn't any ice. The original drinks on the table looked few: 2 Lg. bottles of San Miguel Beer and 1 large bottle of Em-P.
Keith handed me my first shot of Em-P. I didn't have a chaser. I was left with this nasty taste and a hot throat and upper chest. Woah.
I was asked to sit down. The other two chairs were occupied by Andy and Jonee's boyfriend, they already started the drinking. Everyone else was just standing up, talking to someone, or smoking.
Eventually Jeremy and them returned with Ice... and we began to drink a little until Natz complained that we needed more drinks since the drinks were finished already. Basically he brought out that "this is lame... we need more."
We were more than ten people there. Chargmagne suddenly headed off to her parked Altis and I joined her, Jonee, and Andy. We drove to the 7-11 at the Highway and bought three El Grande-sized Red Horse beers and two Em-P large bottles. I also pitched in some chips. Out of nearly Php 400.00 spent, I contributed Php 175.00. I wasn't asked to contribute since I was just a guest. But I said to myself, minsan lang 'to... and I'd like to throw in some contribution so I'd feel more comfortable drinking and eating the chips that were there.
We returned and Tope was now with us. We sat on the cement ground instead of the tables in this unorganized circle. They passed around the Em-P shots and I joined in 2/3rds of the way. Keith handed me one whole El Grande-sized Red Horse and said it was all for me. I thought he was joking.
Actually, I started drinking it with the plastic cup and this large chunk of ice. I remember giving Jonee one plastic cup pouring of it and other than that, the rest of that large bottle was for me.
I ate the Chippy that was there. I recall Bianca asking me if I wanted to smoke her cigarette but I don't smoke, so I kindly said no. Kate Q and Tope kept asking me if I was ok... it was comforting that they asked.
Next thing I know I was on Charmagne's bed and then Kate Q and Keith encouraged me to throw up if I had to. I went into the bathroom and for the first time in my drinking history, I threw up.
I fell asleep on Charmagne's bed and woke up Friday morning.
***
Friday - My First Real Hangover
I woke up on the cold tiled floors of Charmagne's air conditioned dorm room. I was next to a cranky Keith and a quiet Tope. I got up and then we all got up. After we took our showers, we left.
I was feeling numb. I heard that almost everyone threw up. It felt weird because I didn't witness any of that since I was the first one to throw up and go to sleep.
Charmagne's boyfriend came and drove the Altis. We went to Windward and I felt like throwing up, but I was just holding it in. We were going left and right inside what seemed like a maze under the orangy-yellow morning light.
Charmagne dropped me to my dorm room and I felt like throwing up but then I lost it and as much as I wanted to throw up, I couldn't.
I was feeling so dizzy I didn't attend the World Litt make-up and World Litt proper. I missed one quiz. In Logic I also missed a quiz, but I heard many wearn't prepared for it anyways. I fixed myself up and made it to Intro to Broadcasting.
[We met with our groups and she was sitting right in front of me. I don't know why the words didn't come out.]
That was all we did during the three hours. We spoke about our Radio Drama and our script and our plans for it.
In the evening I went to HF before watching Forte with Matthew. Forte is DLSU-D Chorale's special for the Cultural Arts Festival. There was this ridiculous episode involving these two D.O.'s who "somewhat scolded" us about moving the chairs at one area we thought we could move the chairs. "Na-D.O. pa kami sa Lake Park during the show... grabe..."
VPAPU was there and we exchanged hellos. Kate had this late night interview with Kuya Rommel, USC President. I was with Eric and Leah at Square Canteen. I ate dinner there.
As I dropped Leah to the e-house (Eric went with Kate to go home), Charmagne's Altis popped up and suddenly Teenah and her convinced Leah and I to "pack up... let's have a sleep over!!"
I didn't want to go, since I was tired. But what is the harm of one rare night out with my classmates, again? This looked fun.
We packed up and at 9:05pm, the car was backing up when this guard at the guardhouse stopped us. He told us to inform the e-house where we were going and get clearance since it was curfew already.
We rolled up our windows and headed for Gate 3, where they stopped us. We were trying to escape the campus! We all agreed we'd try to escape through the Main Gate, but as we did... through all the suspense... they stopped us there too. We headed back to the e-house and approached Sister Nancy.
Ubusan ng load.
30 minutes later we had our chins up as we passed by that strict guard. We left La Salle and had a plan that we'd go to Starbucks in Tagaytay. That sounded fun.
Charmagne took a short shower and she lended jackets to Leah, Ara, and Teenah. We had to go to Villa Isabel to Bianca's dorm to give her something. It was then and there Charmagne and Paolo had a problem so they argued via the cellphone.
Leah and Ara exchanged heart to heart talk about love and relationships. I just smiled at the two. Teenah was txting her boyfriend Gainor. Basically everyone was in distress except Leah and me. Leah was in love and I was in love. We were both in love with two special people in the class. It was just funny how we just blinked our eyes at what was going on around us.
"Stand" by Jewel was the song playing on Charmagne's stereo system, which was in concert-reverb mode or something because it sounded like we were in a mobile concert not a car.
Eventually our frap in Tagaytay would have to happen on another night. Charmagne had to meet with her boyfriend who happened to be at Inasal. In a rush, Ara also had to get picked up by her father in front of Volets. I was with Teenah and Ara as Leah and Charmagne took off for Inasal. After 5 minutes, Ara's pick-up came and it was just Teenah and I.
It was night time, really late... around 11 o'clock in the evening. We had a long night of trying to escape the campus... of conflicting boyfriend-girlfriend issues... love talk that I could finally relate to because I feel like I'm in love... and then suddenly...
A big truck honks its horn paralyzing us in the middle of the highway in front of Volets. Teenah and I are screaming as we cross the road. Teenah said her heart was beating so fast and that we almost died... therefore missing our reporting for Intro to Broad and Laws of Mass Media next week.
I was so guilty... if her boyfriend Gainor saw me getting us across the street, he'd kill me. I am so sorry!!
We took a jeep to Inasal in Area C... and Teenah started feeling guilty this whole trip happened. Everytime Teenah and I are together on a sudden "overnight" (the last time was at Maycee's dorm in 1st Year 2nd Sem)... any of our friends with us would suddenly undergo a painful breakup followed by screaming of hatred. I told Teenah it's just coincidence, and that not to feel guilty because this was a rare event about to turn into a memorable one.
Leah txt'd and said she was in Charmagne's dorm, way back in Villa Nicasia near the UMC. We had a mis-communication. Charmagne and her boyfriend were having a serious talk outside Inasal by her Altis, I don't think they saw us. Teenah and I didn't disturb and instead got on a jeep and returned to Charmagne's dorm to join Leah.
We spoke about the reco and other sorts before Charmagne entered her dorm an hour later in tears. Leah and Teenah joined her outside and I was inside the room listening to "Officially Missing You" and thinking about who else other than her.
Moments after they entered the room with a much calmer Charmagne, someone knocks on the door. It's her fresh ex-boyfriend. She goes outside and five minutes later her head pops in through the slightly open door and her face carried this wide smile which resembled the one she wore during Bb. La Salle during our Freshmen year.
Whaaat!?
I could read Leah and Teenah's mind. We just stared like idiots wondering what the hell happened. Well, if Charmagne was happy... than she's happy and we're happy for her.
Her boyfriend sang a song for her at Inasal and then they went to Tagaytay. Meanwhile, the three of us spoke a little more and then fell asleep around 2-3 in the morning.
We were suddenly made awake by Charmagne around 4 am. She was smiling and holding Starbucks coffee for the three of us. Leah and I sat up sipping on Mocca Frap and we also ate donuts. Teenah was still asleep. Starbucks at 4 am in the morning... wow. The Mocca Frap was delicious.
***
Saturday - In the Radio Booth
We fell asleep and we woke up what felt like just minutes later. We commuted to the campus and I made my way to my dorm room. I arrived around 0830 hours and was just on schedule with our group practice and usage of the MPR-Radio Booth. Badge would be there.
I was in my room and I lay down on my bed for 45 minutes. My double cushioned bed which I had missed so much. I was sleeping uncomfortably for two nights.
I was running late and I rushed to the MPR-Radio Booth. It was fun! I swear... it felt so Mass Comm to be working with the switchboard and to have this room with microphones and headgears... mixers... CDs... tapes... wow!
After two and a half hours of recording some things... we had to go. We dispersed and Badge was with Wilda and they disappeared into the SBC.
[I didn't know where to go and what to do at that time. I was started to hate myself more and more for not approaching her in the sense that I wanted to.]
We went to the ERS and then we ate at La Buena. Juno Maia dela Cruz, high school batchmate, joined us. She's now a Broadcast Journalism student, and if I am not mistaken, we are the only two in our graduating class taking up a Mass Comm course.
I introduced Juno to Kate and Leah. Lance showed up and then later on we all met at Square Canteen with Abbie, who just watched Mandy Moore's concert on Friday night.
My pick-up came and Juno and Lance joined me in going to SM Bacoor. Juno, my best friend and I exchanged stories of both La Salle Dasmariñas and MAPUA.
I bought a white polo shirt at Penshoppe while Juno bought a pair of pants at /herbench. Lance made some reservations and price checking at Tribal, clothes he plans on wearing for the Dorm Xmas Party since he's the Emcee again this year.
We dropped Lance at the Fire Station and I dropped Juno to her house behind the Flying V in Daang Amaya.
And that ended the week. Woah. Filled with Love, Adventures, and Reunions.
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