wow. i've never been so proud to be a UP student (i'd say iska, but i still do pay 6013 pesos so... haha. julie, the ungrateful freeloader)than when people from everywhere flocked my school to watch *toot* on the loose (haha. i still use this lebs statement from last year.) it was nice (no, not it). bitin nga lang (in more ways than one. hihihi).
anyway, the highest high was when we got shot for rpn news. this is it. if PBB can't get me on tv, the oblation run will. thank you, alpha phi omega boys. by the way, it already got featured last night, and i wasn't able to catch it. I missed my own national tv debut.
if i missed that, what other personal milestones am i going to miss? argh. haha. sorry, i don't mean to sound so narcissistic, i just am.
after the "dance of the brave" (oh and brave they were for subjecting themselves to attacks on their masculinity), we met up with Mico for lunch. we ate at Chicken Bacolod, which i learned (after spending 13 years in Katipunan) is actually a pretty good restaurant. see how you never really see the beauty of something until you move away from it far enough to see it clearly? yes, and i'm still talking about Chicken Bacolod.
after lunch, we got back to UP to get some snowcone in front of BA (although i didn't get any. weird turn of events. hehe). so we started to cross the street and lo and behold - Raef on the loose! he was running a marathon, i think. aww! haha. so crush number 1 was there (the number assigned is chronological, as in in order of time of "crushing"). i tried to wait for him but the Psych party was calling (and another somebody. hihi) so we walked to PHAN. ultimate ang songs sa Psych party! as soon as i heard the first song playing (i can't remember which it was though), i knew, PSYCH REALLY IS THE COURSE FOR ME. ultimate good vibes!!! Pam C and I were "getting our groove on" to the tune of the best 1990s dance songs. as in yung mga chinese chinese pa ata yun. basta the best! you know those song-and-choreo packages? i love 'em. by the way, crush number 2 wasn't there.
for some reason, we found ourselves walking the length of that road in front of the eng building. wow. i can't even describe the overwhelming joy and energy that was flooding through me that time. i won't talk about it anymore to keep the sanctity of that moment. hehe.
then it was time for the lantern parade, where my camera stubbornly gave up on me. wow, just in time for that huge float thing. there were beautiful, uhm, lanterns? basta they were really pretty and some were so humorously clever, i ran after them. joke lang. by the way, i saw crush no. 1 again. oh how i love drummers...
after aimlessly walking for about an hour, we ended up at mico's party car (unanimously voted as favorite ride). after soaking up the "party vibe", we went somewhere (sorry, you know how i get with new places) and watched the fireworks display thoughtfully spent on by our budget-deprived school. it was soooo overwhelming. i love fireworks. they are among the best chinese inventions. thank you, chinese people. what was even more overwhelming were the smiley-face fireworks. moments before they blasted those, i was actually wondering whether we have them here in the Philippines. wait, it's so true that i have to say it again, I LOVE FIREWORKS. i probaly love fireworks more than i love ice cream. or balloons. or pedicures. or massages. i think i'll add fireworks on my wish list.
when the fireworks display was done, we were all almost-teary-eyed. I LOVE FIREWORKS. we saw Ayen and Shobe at the other side of Mico's car. uhm, mozta, di ba kami nagkita. haha. then, as i was talking to my giddy friends, a certain someone pops out of nowhere, says hi to shobe and walks away. guess who that was? no other than the french/ilocano/manok crush number 2!!! wow. God is sooooo good. anyway, we saw, of all people, Mr. Dino Pineda, loitering on our University grounds, wearing his complete Ateneo "costume": Ateneo jacket, ateneo shirt, ateneo grade school shorts. wow, Dino.
hay. i wish everyday in UP went like that. unfortunately, that would be impossible, because not only is UP an actual school, it also lacks the budget to make me high on pyrotechnic smoke 365 days a year. but thanks so much. i loved it.