The One about the Last of Ronda

Yesterday, December 9, 2006, was the culmination of the FWDANCE subject in the form of a recital...whatever it is that he calls it. Anyway, we were to be there are 8am. Dude, 8am.. on a saturday. Not only was I about to have no ride, but I had to get up at 5:30 am. Grr..

When we got there, the only thing we could all think of was how much we didn't want to be there. Because its so...i just wanna go home kinda thing. So anyways, we practiced and blah. The only entertaining things that happened are that Raech and I kept doing similar things in addition to us already looking the same. She kept copying me, for the record. haha. and I wanted her medal.. it was tiny though. So tiny. I ended up not wanting it anymore in the end. Boo. haha. Next was because of our new discovery. For obvious reasons, we shall call him EJ. Blah. that's that. Haha. And the entire thing was kinda..embarrassing? no, not really because it was not a lot of people as Ronda predicted. but it was funny because there were so many of us. As Alex said, it is funnier when the lot is mass produced. hahaha. I saw Raisa, Erdex and Vincent. Haha. it was fun na din cguro in a way.. We were all wearing ridiculously hot (for the guys) and funny looking (for some girls) outfits. Not to mention the lacy socks with rubbershoes? Puh-lees. Whats up with that? The most ridiculous thing, Ronda, up until the end you dont cease to amaze us. Bravo.

We (Raech and I) did our englres and i submitted my polisci paper thing. then we had lunch in KFC where raech again copied my order. Haha. I bought na rin something for someone. haha. I'm sure that person will love it come christmas. Then, lets see... i saw kringle. She was funny. As usual. Bravo, Kringle, you made my day more tolerable despite his ludicrous-ness (is there such a word?). My flat ballet shoes got broken too. Bravo, me. Why am i constantly saying bravo? Go figure.

After lunch is performance time.. well.. 2 hours after lunch time is performance time. We were there at 1 and the blasted thing started at 3. We wanted to GO HOME. Home, I say, home. then.. well, we saw the EJ in formal attire. Alex me and Phoebe go.. Wow. Hahahaha. Raech got lots of pimples. Haha.

And our class then had to say goodbye to Professor Martin C. Ronda.
Can you see how sad we are?
(I'm not there btw...I'm probably the one who just walked into the room though)


hehe. I'm not complaining though. It marks the end of the 2nd term...



Keep on Dancing.