There is UP Baguio in my head. And the first and last js prom of my life.
The juniors’ ball last year (scripted by yours truly) was a bit of fairytale for me, despite my failure to catch a first dance. (blame my church and parents.) This is the fairytale part however: I was MC last year with a boy who used to be very special for me, and right now he’s a different story. I’m glad to play the role of audience this time, anyway. All those rehearsals for Rigodon de Honor and the promise of dancing in heels in a b0nggamb0nggang ball gown (tenkyu ate Cheenee!) is a pain in the neck, but for me some sort of positive stress. My mom is also in the rush of stitching crosses for our token (and without her is no token ceremony haha. So you guys ought to thank her! Classmates!). This is going to be a big moment for me, will i shine or will i not. I’m just excited, that’s all. But I’m still not hoping for any sweet waltz whatsoever. 
but who knows…hehe.
And then my sweetest Graduation. Finally i’m going to be freed from the prison cell of ***** State University. LOL. But not a prison cell in a grim manner, don’t take it like that, anything but grim. (plastic!) LOL.
I hope i can go through my bloody thesis defense also. I worked hard on that, you know, and i never lied on anything. *smiles like an angel*. Of course, graduation is (and must) be accompanied by let go’s, problem arrangements, and throat-clearings. There should be nothing like “A Little Too Not Over You” stories that prevail, so as to make parting such a sweet slide. I myself have worked mine out (that stupid Heart Split story) and although it was very bittersweet for me, i at least got the chance to get the feeling of it. I know it helped like what my cousin said, (congrats ulet sa nursing board mu ate) “Of course that really has to happen. It’s also for you. After that, you are changed. You will think differently and will become wiser.”
As for me, i’m savoring the final weeks. Many are still coming, you know. Ciao!
