While I was sipping my juice jug during a break, Aaron came to bother me. "Jug jug ka pa dyan. Para kang bata." "Inaaway mo nanaman ako." "Niloloko lang kita. Seryos." "I told you. It's in my blood. I couldn't help it." "Well, help it. Look at me." "Dude, you just don't know it all." "I want to." ... ... ... "Ron, you're intimidating me." "Damn. I'll just go." ... ... ... "You know, Che...I was thinking of becoming a priest." "You're kidding, right?" "Nuh-uh." "For someone like you, I don't think you can take it." "Of course I can." "How 'bout the temptations? Like chicks?" "What chicks? I don't need 'em." "Yeah, right." "I'm just concerned with them, you know. Remember the time I told you to hitch your shirt down because your pants are too low?" (Cringing) "Yeah, I remember. You're telling me you're just being gentlemanly." "Exactly." (Smirks) "Not the way I see it." "What the hell do you mean?" "You know what I mean. Yesterday you were on the near corner of the room in deep conversation with someone." "You mean Michio?" "Mmm-hmm." "She just my best friend." "She's pretty. I don't think there's anything wrong with it." "She has a boyfriend." "Oh." "I repeat, just my best friend. Gem is already making tampo on me because of that." (Jokes) "You think I'm not?" ... ... ... "Argh! I can't take it no more. (grabs straps of John's bag) Try look for a place where I can hang myself." (looks around) "How about that hook where the electric fan's supposed to be?" "Perfect. You're really a good friend." And I smile. :) I like Aaron. I like him a lot. But I'm definitely not crushing on him. That's far too ridiculous. I like him enough na pagtripan siya ng walang katapusan. LOL! :p Yesterday was just the worst. Prof. Acosta made us go to classes to make-up for our Cytology lesson so we could finish early, but because paos sya, she made us dismiss early. I could live with that, but as much as I wanted to go home, I couldn’t because of that meeting for the Acquaintance Party on the 29th at 3. On with the story. The meeting started out fine, having the school dean to help, but the sophies and the other freshmen are just so noisy. I mean, all 7 of us class officers on the same section were seated on the back, minding our own businesses. And the fee! 200 pesos should be spent for that one night only! Worse, it is compulsary. But that doesn’t end there. The dean suggested that we should have a temporary Student Body Organization to organize the party. John nominated Andrew for President, and of course my classmates raised our hands for him, but he was outvoted by that sophie Joyce Comaling. At first I thought she was actually a model student, with her trademark glasses and the usual preppiness of a goody-goody, but as soon as she said, “I easily run out of patience for uncooperative people.”, I knew something was wrong. The leadership, okay. But the bad ass attitude and the taray image? Korak. When the dean left us to talk about the other stuff for the program in separate sections, I was joined with classmates to do with the physical arrangements, but the bitch president intervened and told us the school faculty will already take care of that, and we should talk about who will be the emcee of the program is, because “nakakabagal daw kami sa kanila.” How typically thick of her. I had to shut up; I didn’t want to get a bad rep in my first year. But to talk to us like that was just plain disrespectful. And then there’s this another sophie whom I forgot her name, so I’ll just dub her Crater Ass Face. While we’re all talking, she suggested that one of the freshmen should be the one of the hosts of the program. Of course, any of us didn’t consider that a dream activity. Good thing Ate Jac (a mother and our classmate) told her that none of us wants to because we’re still a bunch of kids and we’re just gonna get embarrassed. Crater Ass Face said defensively, in a pasagot-sa-magulang manner, that they themselves were not embarrassed when they hosted last year’s party, so why should we feel embarrassed. Insulted, Ate Jac shot back that they’re different, we’re different, and that she better respect the hell out of her when she’s saying her side. Nabara ang pwet! Still, that doesn’t end there. Jade, on the other hand, kept looking back and forth on his watch for fear he might miss watching Naruto, and since none of us first years wanted to host the damn program, he reluctantly volunteered. Crater Ass Face remarked, “Mag ho-host yan?! Mukha syang squatter!” Why, that zit-infested face was practically insulting the hell out of the poor boy. This just goes to show that fuckin’ sophies like them are “ina-underan kami.” Mayayabang na wala sa lugar, mayayabang na akala mo kung sinong magaganda at matatalino. Ate Jac was right about one thing about them being different from us; we’re prettier, we’re smarter, and definitely, behaved like a bunch of matured teenagers. Seeing that happened was like going back to high school all over again. Last reminders from the bitches to us freshmen were not to argue with Prof. Vela, one of the major organizers, because it’s hard to argue with him. Damn, I wanted to scream at them we know that already. 1 month of being our adviser he already bared his soul to us. It was a miracle we were all able to control ourselves. I didn’t enroll to that 2-year-old CSM to be insulted, I came there to be a nurse. There are still some buzzing around today that the party should be in separate sections instead. Fuck them, kung ayaw nilang i-welcome kami at maki-party sa amin, mas ayaw namin! Grabe, I never met anyone so bastos in my whole life. Parang mga walang pinag-aralan. Tsk tsk. No wonder they’re still not dead and rotten yet. Maybe I could arrange that. :D After a gazillion years the meeting was finally over, and all 7 of us officers walked home totally pissed and making nasty cracks about the president, Crater Ass Face, and the rest of those godforsaken creatures of Satan. And oh yeah, Jade missed Naruto. Poor, poor boy. This morning we had our PE class. Before we went to activities Prof. Villanueva announced there would be a quiz. Damn! I didn’t study. But lucky me, it was all about Physical Fitness and all that crap, and since it was a give-away test, I got a perfect score. Yippee. After our lunch break, Prof. Vela came for our NSTP class, but he announced that the lecture will be switched to his Filipino time, since we’re finished taking reviews, which means that we will have a two-hour free time, where we could just chat and laugh and eat junk food. My other classmates started practicing for their modern dance for the party; some were ushered by Prof. Acosta to practice for a skit or something in the other room, while the rest of us we’re left behind in the room like a bunch of rejects. Still, we can watch our classmates dance along with “Bright Lights” or other annoyingly tuned pop song. I hung out with Russiane, Aaron, Andrew and Dan for a while, until Aaron and Andrew was joined with the other group in the other room, jokingly telling us that they’re doing Voltes V stunts or whatever. Here comes the fun part. :p We told Prof. Vela about the stupid incident yesterday, of the sophomore’s unfair treatment, and word came to him that what we’re saying is true. Given proof was when the whole class overheard him arguing to one of the sophomore students, and he angrily backbited her, telling her that they were “too maarte on this and that,” whatever they were saying. He even said, to my much awaited relief, that he would try to suggest that the food preparations for the party was the only thing that all sections of the two batches should be worrying, para sulit daw. He even suggested such restaurants like Max or Kenny Rogers for our own section, and it is definitely worth enjoyable. Saucy sya ha! What a lifesaver! I already love him! Thank you, Prof. Vela! Ü Oh, and after 3 plates of rice and sisig, after watching MAD TV, Bubble Gang, and Sugo, I guess I'm already back to normal. Richard Gutierrez is sooo hot. I hope Prof. Espiritu liked my paper for my Psychology class. (crosses fingers) Oh, and the prelims are next week. Ugh.