Tuesday, April 04, 2006
I went to school today to act as usherette in Dikko's grad. Before we performed actual duty, Maren, Sienna and I headed over to our classroom's end on the 4th floor. It was kind of nice talking to them while having the wind in your hair. The down part was the wind in my skirt. o.o
When we were given our jobs, I was assigned to the parents of the honor recipients and awardees with Wesly. We were all also assigned to hand out the corsages to the students. Amazingly (well, since the sections were assigned to us as we lined up in alphabetical order), Wesly and I ended up beside each other. We both remembered the parents at the gym after a while, and asked to be excused so we could do our duties there. I was half-glad (okay, maybe three-fourths glad) when I asked my other seatmate Ate Bea to take over my section. It's not that I enjoy tormenting others with the things I need to do... (I don't, and I love doing my job o.o) it was more because I was hiding something from... someone... (okay, I admit) ...Dikko.
It was funny how the parents of those on the honor roll and were awardees didn't want to sit at their designated seats... some said that they wanted to sit there when there were others around. Isn't it weird? If I were one of those parents I'd be proud to sit there... my child earned this. XD Anyway, Wesly and I helped the others working on the parents of the Loyalty awardees. A little before the marching part of the ceremony was taking place, Wesly and I decided to split up. He was there posted at the area where the parents' seats were, and I was by the entrance trying in vain to arrange the parents there. Well, I didn't really have much to do since I only announced once that the parents should go with their children and then they just went to their own children. XD I couldn't find Wes after I finished up there, so I helped out again with the Loyalty awardees. XD
I saw Wesly again, and we stayed in the last row of the area with the parents of the honor recipients and awardees (let's call them PHRAA o.O ...reminds me of our lesson in English, Phra Law!). A few of them strayed because they were late, and we tried looking for their seats. o.o Sherwin owes me! D: He asked me to hand a videocam and a camera to his mother, while everyone else was sitting down! D: It was kind of embarrassing, but then... it's okay. XD
Later on, Wes and I (yes, my partner in crime today XD) helped with calling the parents of the loyalty awardees (PLA? o.O) on the boys' side and the girls' side. XD Soon I became focused on the PLA on the boys' side, and afterwards only Wes and I were left on that side. o_o Everyone else disappeared. o_o (okay, maybe they left early. ._.)
In between calling the PLAboys'side, Wes and I exchanged a few comments on the ceremony, compared it to ours and this year's in GS, and envisioned the future. XD We talked about how we surely would get a medal - for being loyalty awardees. XD Well, we also vowed to get other medals, aside from that. XD Then we grew silent when it was nearing to the end. And we both got head aches. o_o Therefore, we left the gym a few minutes earlier than everyone else and headed to the Prefect of Activities' Office... but it was locked. o_o We stayed at a table just outside and talked a little bit more, while my head was racking up a storm from aching a lot. o_o
My mom and sister were already in the parking lot, but I stayed longer to give Angela her mobile phone back (yes, she gave it to me earlier... to keep for a while o_o) and... I was also wishing to talk to Dikko. Even though I was near him almost the entire ceremony, I wanted to talk to him properly (and no, I can't recall having a decent conversation with him today or even saying hi, for that matter. O_O).
When the secretary (Ma'am Leah! XD) arrived and opened up the office, Wesly and I went in with Maren and Sienna (who went outside after a while). He was going in and out of the office, while I stayed and rested my head. Waiting about 10 minutes resulted to watching the arrival of some of the 4th year SEBs, including Dikko. The sad part of my day was that... he never really said hi while I was resting my head on the table. I understand that it was his big day, but then... I was just sad that he never bothered to ask if I was alright or even greet me properly...
And just my luck. I had been feeling broken a few days earlier, and that he doesn't know. Yes, that was what I was hiding from him. It didn't help that he practically ignored me inside the office. He left shortly after coming into the office and taking the gifts my mom and I gave him. After 3 minutes of waiting for him to come back (I needed to get a few things cleared about the grad ball, too o_o), I finally decided to trudge my way to the parking lot and look for my mom's car. I saw Dikko just outside the office, but I didn't bother to go up to him and properly bid him goodbye. I was kind of overcome with a little bit of irritation and my headache was getting the best of me.
When I got to the parking lot, I tried looking for my mom's car in the dark night. No such luck there. I sent her a text message asking about the car's location, and she said that she would just come to the gate. So I sat by the curb of the street near the gate. Yeah. And mom was astonished to find me there, while I was wearing a formal outfit (well, it is kind of improper for someone dressed like that to sit on the curb o_o). I just climbed into the car, explained that I wasn't able to talk to Dikko (like I asked for permission to do before I left) and that I had a headache.
Tsch. Irritation and the headache did get the best of me. I was considering the idea of standing him up on the day of the grad ball. Heh. I wonder if he'd ignore me if I did that. At least I'd kick in my first classes (what kind? That's for me to know! XD). Haaay...
This evening, I IMed Regine. She asked me how I was, and I told her I had a headache earlier (I felt better after resting in bed, getting annoyed by my sisters who kept turning on the light and leaving the door open, assaulting the dresses hanging by my feet with my feet, and mashing my face into the pillows o_o). She asked why, and I explained Wes' explanation as to why we both had headaches. o.O Then she asked me if it was fun, and I replied that it was all fun... except for the part where I got the headache and Dikko practically ignored me inside the office.
She replied: "Walang pinagbago... 'Yan pa rin ang kinalulungkutan mo..."
I pondered about that. It's true that for quite a while now, what makes me sad has usually been related to him...
I admit, it is nice to have friends who say it so frankly and so bluntly. It makes one think. I guess Regine is one of the people who know what's inside my mind and heart even before I tell them. Best friends are fascinating.
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I am a 15-year old girl, born the 7th day of the 2nd month of the year 1991. (|)
I am a trained perfectionist. My dad is my head mentor, and my mother supports him in my training to achieve perfection in most anything. (|)
I believe in perfection. (|)
I believe perfection is but an illusion. (|)
I have observed that to achieve perfection, one has to create a believable illusion. (|)
Artists of the canvas and the paper, in reality, just makes dots, lines and strokes... at the same time, the illusion of beauty on paper is created; thus, perfection. (|)
Artists of the body are only keeping their bodies motile... and if done well, the illusion of beauty and grace is shown; thus, perfection in that art. (|)
Artists in the field of music are, in actuality, just pressing some keys, strumming some strings, hitting some instruments... while doing so, an illusion is formed within the mind of the listener; a picture of perfection. (|)
Artists with their words put together a jumble of thoughts... combining into one masterpiece a tale filled with imagination, emotion and elegance; a story of perfection. (|)
Artists on the stage may be the best illusionists of all... to make cardboard appear like gold, water seem like tears, pain feel like happiness is their illusion, their craft; their work of perfection. (|)
I have also observed... there is no such thing as a perfect love. (|)
By man's often definition, a perfect love is one that is filled with happiness, sweetness, and pure joy... always, most likely with God. (|)
Love between humans can never be a 'perfect love'. (|)
...because the most beautiful kind of love requires one to experience one form of pain and suffering... (|)
...may it be love of a parent, love of a sibling, or love of a lover... (|)
Pain and suffering are present with love and true happiness... (|)
One just has to endure the more negative times to reach to the greener fields on the other side. <3 (|)