The week of the prom, and it's like the only thing we ever talk about! Today we had our prom orientation- about proper etiquette, dress codes, the program and other preparations. After school, mom and I picked up my gown at Sari-Sari. Let's just say that I saw it in a better light now. Hell, even the 'fashionistas' at home (in other words, every female plus one gay) thought it was nice. Now all I need to worry about is walking in those heels and my hair and make-up. I can practice not breathing in between. Heh. It's even ironic that our lesson in AP - French Revolution - has somehow made a connection to my dress.
French Revolution - abuse of Nobility's powers and priveleges - King Louis XVI - Marie Antoinette - gowns - corsets - my gown. Get it?
Anyway, another shocking incident today, or tomorrow to be precise is me (and Erika as my partner) being the Student Teacher in CLE for the grade five students. Naturally, I worried about what I was going to wear. A teacher in Chucks? I'd like it but no. "It's simply isn't done." -Now where have I heard that? Good thing I fit Chuchi's slacks and my mom's shoes. Bandoy is also a student teacher- for Filipino! Go Tatay! :)
Gah. I need to sleep. But I have to do my filipino homework first.
I still LOVE Katy Perry's song Thinking of You. :)
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