Saturday, December 03, 2005



I went to Ateneo today to watch Ibong Adarna. I thought it would be something like the book, as in with the princesses and all, but I suddenly remembered that the cast were all Ateneans so most probably there wouldn't be any princess unless they turn themselves into one (which is unlikely to happen).

The show was.. quick. It only took us about an hour or so. What took time was when the show ended because the cast went out to the entrance to meet us. God, if you were just there. Assumptionistas were wailing, screaming as if it was their first time to see cute guys. Well, infairness Don Juan a.k.a. Joseph was cute and Chris a.k.a. Ibong Adarna was too, plus one of the guys in the choir (is that what you call `em). But honestly, having your picture taken with them and asking for their numbers were so.. unproper (?). I mean, really, it's like people saw a famous artist and all. God, how tragic. No offense, but that's how I see it. Honestly.

Well, I was actually planning not to attend because my youngest sister, Lexi, has a (soccer) game against Xavier. Too bad, just because of my appointment, she wasn't able to play. Mom said it might be hard for her to join (even though she's in the varsity team already) because by then, she'll be competing with boys. And most likely, she'll go home with countless of new scars to boast about. To admit, I feel sorry for her. I mean, it WASN'T TOTALLY my fault. Mom didn't like the idea that much too. Maybe, the next time, I'll be the one to pursuade Mom to allow her, so that, in such a way, I can tag along too.. and probably, give moral support. Overall, that's what sisters are for..

For the past days I've been suffering from sore throat. And now, guess what, I've lost my voice. Well, not really that much but it's hard for me to speak. The pitch seem to vary everytime I try to mumble the words.

My Dad was telling me yesterday that he'll get an iPod for himself. And that he's going to get the one with the video. Er, I guess he was trying to make me feel envious and tell him that I want one myself. Well, excuse me, I'd rather get an iBook.. and that's what I really am dying to get.

Phff.