The past four days have been a drag. After an awesome (free) night out with my brods and sis last saturday, all went downhill.

Sunday: I missed church (I apparently went home at 3 am so my parents didn't bother waking me up). I woke up around lunch time, locked myself in my room after a light lunch and waited for the 6 o'clock meeting I had with the debaters. 6 o'clock came and everyone except for Odie, Kristi, Clyde and Fonzy, were a no show. It ruined my already dull day, ugh. It was a good thing we went to El Amigo for a few rounds of chikicha, else I would've ceaselessly cursed the entire ride home.

Monday: Sir Ian cancelled my only class in the morning and my we also had no class in Com16 which meant the only class I had for the day was the ever wonderful... Biology. Great. So I stayed home and watched TV until 3 pm. I did go to Bio class, but only to sit at the farthest corner with my head leaning on the wall, trying my very best not to fall asleep. My mind wandered off, and I wasted one hour of my life staring at an illustration of muscles and bones I couldn't understand. That night, I went to the Provincial convention center to be oriented (together with my brods and sis) for the Sitti concert. I was assigned to usher a group of foreigners who may just hog the bar and potentially go wild. Good luck to me. I'm just happy I can watch Sitti for free.

Yesterday: I went home, collapsed on the bed, stared blankly at the ceiling, while cranking up the volume to Alicia Keys' new album. I did this for quite a long time, too. The consequence of missing my classes from 1 to 7, for a split second, did cross my mind - but I didn't care. My senses only came back when Jordan reminded me of the Valentine Songwriting Competition at 8 pm. Then I thought: Valentines. What an awful time of the year. Nevertheless, I dressed up and went to Luce for the show. It would be a mediocre program had Primy not composed the winning song, and Nadie not interpret it so perfectly. I, personally, am still shocked by a group of 4 guys in all white outfits, singing "wish, wish" in an ASAP coverboys kind of way (eek! sans the good looks, of course) handing out flowers to grossed out girls. I still can't understand what person in the right mind would interpret a composition in that way, in no less than Silliman University pa jud. But since the song screamed boyband(!) right from the first stanza, I think it was the only thing anyone could do with it. And they didn't accept our entry for this? (haha, bitter) But it was ok, for 'variety's sake.'

Today: I only had one class still, since Maam Cecile is still in Cagayan and Sir Alcala cancelled our Biolec class. So I'm here at the Weekly Sillimanian Office, typing this blog entry. Still depressed. I'm only excited about tonight... I shall see Sitti for free. =) But after that, I'm sure, I will still be depressed.

Tomorrow is my 20th birthday.

The day after that, I'm going to Bohol for the Visayan championships (which I could potentially win).

So can anyone tell me, why the hell am I so freakin' depressed?

Dammit.

Labels: depression, life

This post is soooo late, but I promised myself that I'm gonna finish this entry, so here goes...

We were excited to have a very valid excuse to miss classes (TV appearance, hah!), but we weren't exactly thrilled about having to pass by Cebu to get to Manila. As it turns out, PAL is a major sponsor for the show and since they don't have a terminal here in Dumaguete, we had to catch the Cebu-Manila flight instead. And what's even worse, we had to get our tickets at SM Cebu before the PAL office closed -- which meant only one thing: land trip. Ugh.

We planned to leave Dumaguete at 11 am so we'll have time to get the tickets, but Noel, being the very unpredictable dude that he is, got caught up in some emergency so he was late. We missed our boat (to our dismay) so Kristi and I decided to eat lunch at a carinderia instead.



We did catch a 12 noon boat so we were just 1 hour late of our cleanly planned out sked.



After three hours of listening to an ala- Maala-ala Mo Kaya radio show which also claims to play light rock music (since when did Beyonce become a rocker?), we finally got to our destination.

As planned, we went to the PAL office to get our tickets, only to be met by a nice woman telling us we need to pay three thousand each for the tickets - with a smile.



WAAAHAAAT? We gave each other meaningful looks, as if saying, 'I guess we're going back home early... And to think, we just told every Sillimanian we were gonna be on TV. Shucks. Kristi looked like she was about to seriously hurt someone.

Thankfully, Faiqah (this girl who works at the show) rescued us. Yay. They decided to email us the tickets instead. Whew.



Courtesy of Samantha's parents, we indulged ourselves in Pizza Hut. Noel felt really sick after a MAJOR pigging-out, so he decided to drag Kristi, Sam and I to shopping.



And I swear, I am NEVER going to shop with Noel ever again. For three hours, we went from one shop to another just looking for one shirt. ONE SHIRT! I remember Sam telling me, "I'd go to one shop, buy the first thing I like and that's it."

Kristi and I just had to stop coz we couldn't do it anymore. We left him with Sam (to her horror, of course) and we had coffee while waiting for my cousin's driver to fetch us.



Noel and Sam came back with this shirt that I told Noel I showed Noel earlier. But he told me he got turned off when I said, "buy this one, so you'll be in your ELEMENT on TV..." Gawd, had I not said that, we would have been done hours ago. Hmpf.

Our flight was at five the next morning so we spent the night at my cousin's house. I really wanted to sleep but I knew I couldn't coz if I did, there was no way I would be able to wake up at 3 am, and someone had to wake Kristi and Noel up too.



At 5 am, we were off to Manila! But of course, we just HAD to take pictures of ourselves making faces. =)





When we arrived, we were met by the Square Off people (who were really nice, btw) and brought us to Kabayan Hotel. After shooting spiels for the show, the three of us decided to window shop and eat. It was a good thing Araneta Center and Gateway were just really near our hotel so we just walked.

And here's a summary of everything we ate in just 4 hours:

Taco Bell



Wendy's



Brownies Unlimited



Dairy Queen



At 5 pm, we were off to ABS-CBN for the show.

What was so cool at being in ABS-CBN building:
1. I saw Piolo. He's hot, seriously. I'm not really a big fan but he's REALLY hot.
2. We had our own dressing room beside the Wheel of Fortune set (we could hear Kris shouting, hehe)
3. We had our make-up put on by a professional make-up artist. And beside me was Phoemela Barranda, Karen Davila and Julius Babao. I so wanted to join in on their conversation but they might give me crazy looks.
4. I saw other celebrities, singers, and the like. It was fun.



At 8 pm, we started the show witht the motion: THW use the vernacular as a medium of instruction for public elementary and high schools.

We won. Yay. But I had a TERRIBLE speech (well, when I watched the show, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was) but still. Hmpf. I was just glad we could come back and you know, I'd have the opportunity to redeem myself (and squander university money, haha).



After that, we went to KFC for a late dinner and Starbucks so Kristi and Noel can have their usual orders: Peppermint Mocha Frappuccino and Chocolate Chip Frap with Raspberry Syrup. I had my classic Caramel Frap. We stayed there til Midnight.



The next day, we had a quick breakfast and headed to the airport. We had to wait for a few hours till the flight (we were so early) but it was ok. Kristi and I just drowned ourselves in our books while Noel 'explored' the airport, perhaps, thinking about his first love: airplanes. Drama.



Anyway, when we got to Cebu, we immediately got the next trip to Lilo-An (it was the last Ceres, thank God). It was a longer trip than we expected - we thought it was never going to end, panic level. Haha.

We rode the boat, after Noel sampled ALL the sandwiches available at the port and headed to Dumaguete. We hitched with Noel's parents who were extremely nice to bring Kristi and I home too.



It was a cool trip. Very short, but very memorable.