poor unfortunate feet...

Even lady guard greeted me "Good morning ma'am" as I got off the car wearing the most formal blouse I own, my mom's khaki colored slacks and Tita Ana's white strappy sandals with a 1-inch heel. -sigh- Presenting a CLE teacher. I looked like a teacher according to my family, friends and classmates! It's a good thing since it means I'm wearing proper clothes but I also got a bit annoyed by their continuous exclamations of "Wow! I didn't know you have curves!"

Excuse me, I'm female too you know.

Anyway, I spent half the day doing nothing (oh, I played Sims University @ the Discipline Coordinator's office! Nice. (: )at all in those shoes that hurt my toes. Our "classes" would begin after lunch. I had to spend 200 minutes standing and being teacher-y. It was okay. The students were a bit noisy but at least they're obedient. And I'm glad that I substituted for an elementary teacher, I don't want to teach a High school class, except maybe my batch of course.

The spoilers of my day are the homeworks from the missed classes and chemistry investigatory project and health. I got my results for the quizzes in chem and they were okay: 28/35 and 26/35 - I expected to get lower. But we have a retest on Monday. Great. How am I supposed to study? I'll get home from the sleepover at Saturday afternoon and our fiesta is on Sunday. But I have a bigger thing to worry about: getting our Flavored water tested at BFAD. What the heck?

Next week, I'm to report in AP and Health as well. -groans- When will we have a 'break'? As in, to shake off our (I'm assuming) "hang-over" from the prom. Speaking of that event, they gave out the scented invitations today. Gah. Only a day away and it's prom! And I'm still devouring food like a pig.

there's always a first...

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. :)

another one

This is quite accurate...

Name: AnnickDate: 2/1/2009
Colorgenics Number: 06714235

You are seeking protection against anything which might seem to be
exhausting you or tiring you out. It would appear that you are seeking a life of
security and physical ease, free from any problem or disturbance.
You are in
need of rest, some peace and quiet. You feel the need to be close to that
someone special, that someone who can give you that special consideration and
unquestioning affection that you seek. If you don't find that 'special someone'
and resolve your problems very soon, you are liable to become extremely
introverted and cut yourself off from society.
At times one is burdened with
more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your
situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve -
and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the
realization of your dreams could become a reality.
The stress and tension
that you are experiencing at this time is perhaps due to your inability to
achieve security and appreciation from those closest to you. This is resulting
in considerable pressures. You find the situation as it stands most frustrating.
You are the sort of person that would like to experience all and everything very
intensely but unfortunately you are not receiving the warmth and understanding
that you feel you are entitled to. Matters are not going too well. You seek a
sympathetic ear but it is not forthcoming. This situation is extremely
nerve-racking - and what is more humiliating is that no-one seems to care and
you are powerless to do anything about it.
In the past your trusting attitude
has often been misunderstood and so you have needed to protect yourself against
your tendency to be abused and taken advantage of. As a consequence you possibly
adopt an aloof and critical attitude and you are only willing to let your guard
down once sincerity and trustworthiness can be assured.

a dose of reality in dresses...

It's February. And on friday, it's Prom Night.

Well, I've spent this weekend on a scavenger hunt for gowns, shoes and such. I should've believed what my cousin said the year before (eversince the start of Junior year actually) that I should already be preparing for the prom. Was it a coincidence that in about 2 shops I've been to was playing some kind of old song with a line "Rome wasn't built in a day..." Creepy.

Anywayz, if you compare my prom prepping time to the stories I've read... // Girl ponders over asking guy to the prom and all that. Or the cliche, girl looses big V during that day // it's completely different. I mean, I've spent last week worrying and pannicking like hell over our Chemistry Investigatory Project, which, miracously, was finished in a day - 1 am to be exact. In books, the girl would be angst-ridden to either a.) get the guy or b.) get the crown. Well, even if I wasn't in my world of books, it's unlikely I'd be pinning for a guy or the glory, I'm sure of that. But I imagined the 2 weeks before prom to be, well... 'pampering time' or something. But I just had to procrastinate with BOTH my project and prom plans. Great. Well, even some of my friends and classmates are in a panic mode like me. I wonder how they've dealt? Seeing as if there are only a few "mega" places to shop (Glorietta, Robinsons or Megamall - 2 out 3 in my case) it's a surprise I didn't run into them.

Or maybe I did. I was just stuck in my own angst-ridden world at the moment: I was in a bad mood during the dress shopping, and at Sari-Sari, I seemed like a, for a lack of a better word, bitch to my mom and tita. Oops. Sorry I was mean.

Saturday, I spent 1 pm - 5 pm at Robinsons Galleria and after no luck on the hunt, we dared to explore SM Megamall for the suitable dress. We went to Karimadon where my mom and tita liked this blue green long gown. It looked... nice. Except my mind kept thinking the color didn't suit me and I was betraying Estelle (she liked that color!) in a way. Next we headed off to Cinderella. Chuchi saw this simple yet elegant and gorgeous (though I didn't want to admit at first) midnight blue tube-top ball gown. It was the last one and it was too big. Oh well. I also feared that if I did buy it, I might have the same gown as a senior since: a.) they are required to wear a ball gown, b.) it's gorgeous, c.) everyone will look at Cinderella and most likely buy there, and d.) it's blue! So we went to the department store and I saw Estelle's gown! :)) It looks nice. But thought she planned on wearing a cocktail and something blue green... hn. Well, I thought I would be wearing something orange. (According to my fortune, my lucky color is yellow orange) Anyway, our last stop (and hope) is at Sari-Sari. Estelle told me she found not much there. I also didn't. Only Mom and Chuchi.

They liked this brown- fancy it up a bit? Call it bronze. sheesh.- and gold dress. It's not floor length but maybe up to my ankles. The top is a corset which I, upon trial, immediately detested. How the heck am I supposed to eat now??? The color is... passable. Design? Too simple. The top is a tube, and I wanted a bolero but they didn't have any that would match so we gave it to the seamstress and added straps. We'll get it on Monday. Honestly, it wasn't the dress I was expecting... and I hated it at first. Now... it's okay. It's not the dress of my dreams (if I even have one!) but what can you do?

The exploration for shoes and a pouch was saved by Tita Ana. She had a brown dress (a.k.a the last resort) so she had matching bronze shoes and a bag. Saves me another day. We left the mall at its' closing time: 10 pm.

And you think I got rest on Sunday? If you consider scouting at 10 am (the opening of the mall, how ironic.) for strapless, nude-colored... umentionables and spending the afternoon studying for a chapter test in AP and Chemistry a walk in the park, then it's considered rest.

The prom should be, if not magical, which I highly doubt will be, at least pleasing for all this hard work. Rushed hard work. Or at least after the prom. I'm sleeping over at Mariel's house. :)

Oh, and I have this new thing for Katy Perry's songs. :)

so fast

I was in a bad mood today... and to think I've been asleep almost all day! I don't why. I was just so tired.

Anyway, here's the result of the Cheerdance competition... the champion is... the seniors. They broke the record. In a positive light, it's our duty to continue the legacy :) Next year, when we are the seniors, we'll win too. But despite that, I had a great fair. It probably has a lot to do with my batch being the "JAILERS". I didn't waste money on kiss marks, body binds and jails (duh) this year. Hahaha. :) I also love our red DANGER ribbons. Cool :) As tradition, my friends and I bought the cheap snow cone. Hahaha. But it's not so cheap now. It used to be only 10 pesos when we were in Grade four and now it's 20 pesos! Getting back on the cheering thing, I was a bit pissed at Jom for attending the fair but was not able to watch my batch perform but more on Kuya Dan at not attending at all. They would've enjoyed the tinikling. Everyone did. Actually, the third year had a lot of supporters. Proof? A second year's mother (mom's friend from Ally's class), Ate Trisha's batch (Seniors last year...) and even a couple of random people whom Mariel's mom overheard saying that we will be the champions. But no. Is it a coincidence that the Seniors regained victory after 7 years? I know 7's a lucky number. If my batch broke it, we'd be 8th and I thought it's the Chinese's symbol for infinity. Our batch name is uno infinitum after all. One forever.

After cheering, Peanutz, Jom and I enjoyed the rides. Actually, we only rode the Ferris Wheel together since Peanutz didn't want to ride the Octopus. Too bad. I love the Octopus! It wasn't even that scary. The one we rode at Ateneo is higher. Anyway, later we went to watch the Phat Gurlz Crew concert. It would've been a real blast if we weren't so tired and the show started on time. Then we went to Power Plant and ate at Crepes & Cream! I love it! Proof? That's my second time eating there... the first time was the day before. :) We got home around its' closing time and we sang Baby We're Invincible by A Rocket to the Moon by the steps at JP Rizal. We were half expecting the people to throw money at us. It was only our 2nd trip out together and someone got scolded again. It was Jom. Is it my turn next?

I'm pannicking now. The Investigatory Project is due project and I've done NOTHING.

3 things I love at the moment: My batch jacket (love the red!), A Modern Faerie Tale series by Holly Black and Hey Juliet by LMNT.