Was something I never thought was possible. E

verything from my waist downwards are hurting like hell. Imagine waking up at 7am, going to UST to pick up someone, then teaching and learning waltzes and swing steps from 10am to 6pm and serving food and drinks to the cotillionaires in the process with less than an hour's rest.

I've got the routine down pat...Or at least I think I do.

Gave out some of the invites already. Two people promptly smashed their candy-glass cases a little after receiving theirs. Girlie and Ryan left theirs in my living-room.

But the cotillion is coming along. Good? I can't say yet. Haven't seen the entire routine with complete dancers.

Finally got to continue the Hotohoti-Houki fic I've started long ago. Dunno where it came from but there it is. It's almost done.

ANd I'm almost done in. I'm tired. Matutulog na ko.

Zzz...

A loved one you've been less than pleased with lately is once again pushing your buttons -- big time. They're pushing them so well that you're actually feeling a grudging type of respect for them, even if it's only because of how well they've perfected the art and because they spent so many years practicing it. If you're exasperated, don't feel bad. You're allowed to be, at this point. Give yourself the day off and do whatever you want to do, guilt-free.

Wow. Even Friendster knows about me.

Times like these, you'd know who you're real friends are. Those who are willing to sacrifice and be there for you, even if they have more important things to do. Those who will be there with you in your darkest, most frustrating hour.

To those real friends...You know who you are. Thank you. Thank you so much.

At sa mga magdebut...wag kayong magcocotilion. Wag.

Yun lang.

It was a bizarre twist of fate that Nursing decided that we would have no classes today...and that today would be the Premiere showing of the 4th Harry Potter movie.

So it was torture that I had to sit through a pointless PE class where they made us watch a freaky video of gymnasts and I made a fool out of myself while trying to shoot a ball when I could just camp outside the moviehouse and wait until the glorious hour that I'd be able to watch the movie. (Ok that was a very long sentence, but this is my blog and I'll write sentences as long as I want.)

Anyways, Saich reserved tickets for us online (hooray for internet!). Exaj nga eh...Saturday pa lang sold out na sa Gateway. Good thing we were still able to get tickets in Greenbelt.

The movie was excellent!

I had my doubts at first. The trailers were fantastic, but I can't help thinking that I could be disappointed with the movie itself (what? It happened several times before.). But I wasn't. I wasn't! I was beyond impressed. The whole Harry Potter project improved. The acting, the directing, the script, the camera angles, the humor, the tone...everything. Most of the details in the book were present in the movie, without it being too dragging. The actors and actresses were in character for once, e.g. you can really see Hermione in Emma Watson, unlike the past movies. And it helped that this particular installment of the HP movies was teeming with hot men. Dan Radcliffe and Rupert Grint must've been going to the gym.  I kind of imagined them as a tad scrawny in my imagination while reading the books. Viktor Krum had two eyebrows, Rica and Kat officially gave their seal of Hotness Approval. I thought Robert Pattison did Cedric Diggory justice; he was a typical Gary Sue. The twins' mischievous natures finally manifested in this movie, which is a good thing. There were a lot of funny moments as well as serious, disturbing and painful ones. Ralph Fiennes did a good job as Voldemort (they got the makeup right!). The Pensieve, the dragons, the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, the Yule Ball, the study hall and the graveyard scenes were ones that I thought were worth remembering. And there were all these little details that made the characters more human and more...in character...d'you get what I'm saying? Like Harry's sarcasm..which I think is a precursor to all the angst he would have to unleash on the next movie. Hermione's know-it-all-ness turned up a notch. Sirius' jokes ("The owl bites"), Mad-Eye's teaching techniques, Snape's, err..punishments..Ah basta. Can't stop talking 'bout it.

Of course there are criticisms...But I won't be the one to give them. Wala eh, nagandahan ako talaga. Favorite out of the four movies. Many people were disappointed though. Iono.. It's like what Saich said.. We didn't expect too much out of it. We learned our lesson; expecting too much really would only disappoint you. So we didn't, and we were happy with the movie. I mean, if you expect the movie to be exactly like the book, good luck to you honey.

And the fact that I was watching it with my friends (who have already read the books..or at least Nic and Saich have) made it all much better. I didn't have to explain much to anyone so I got to concentrate on the movie. We spent half the day watching the movie and the other half talking about it.

Had late lunch in Sbarro (finally! I've been craving for weeks!), went book-window-shopping while Frederick and Kat searched for an instrumental CD that they would use for their performance on my debut party. Then we trekked home.

It was a good day. I've needed some uplifting for some time now. Thank goodness for Harry Potter and good friends.

There was a parade. And a float. And then there's me, sweating it out in my senior prom dress. I was about to leave the house when Buen SMSed to ask mo to ride the Sophomore's Disney-themed float. I said OK, sure. How hard could it be.

Wrong move.

It was hot, it was embarrassing, and my ass still hurts from sitting too long and trying to balance myself on a stool on top of a pick-up truck. And it didn't help that people kept asking which Disney princess I was when I didn't know either. the others' costumes were unmistakeable: Princess Jasmine's Arabian getup, Aurora's pink dress and Cinderella's blue ball gown. I looked like Encantadia's Inang Reyna. So I told people I was a fairy godmother. Blech. Urat pa kasi shytype yata yung mga kasama ko sa float. Ayaw kumaway, walangya. Napakakapal naman ata ng mukha ko nun kung ako lang mag-isa yung mgpoproject dun noh so kunwari shytype din ako. Sana sila Frederick nalang kasama ko dun, eh di nanalo pa sana kame. Nyaha.

Yeah well, it was over before it drove me crazy.

Afternoon was spent watching a song and dance fest. Many of my friends were competing in the songfest, and it was rather interesting to watch a dancefest. Congratulations to Argie and Rae, who won the duet category, and to Axenics who won 2nd place in the acoustic category.

Tinatamad ako pumasok bukas. Gusto ko manood ulit ng Harry Potter.

Does anybody have an LCD Projector and screen I could borrow for next Saturday? I just need it for one night, I swear and then I'll give it right back.

Pakitext sa 'kin, kng meron.

(Di halatang desperada na 'ko no? Shet.)

Salamat.

And finally it's over. The debut I mean.

A lot of things didn't go as planned. Most of them made me want to rip the tiara of my head and throw a fit, but because my dress would not allow it, I didn't. I would not enumerate them anymore, if that's OK. I don't like recounting the bad details.

But it went well, considering. A lot of people showed up, tho I didn't know who some of them were. I just wish I didn't let my folks talk me into putting the oldies in the program(18 Treasures/Wines), since they were all so reluctant to speak in public: most of them sent their daughters to substitute them. Others who had the guts to come up to the mic all had just one thing to say: Happy Birthday. They completely missed the point of the symbolisms. Whatever. I was well-paid for it anyway. (Read: Ka-ching!)

Must not forget that traumatic yet oddly endearing incident last Friday, an incident that includes a big yellow van, a Mercedes Benz, Shell Muñoz and roughly fifteen people. (For more info...check Nicole's blog ^o^; )

I didn't get to eat that night though. And I think my buccinator (cheek) muscles are permanently dented. I had to smile for a lot of pictures the entire night. I now know how Barbie must feel.

It went by fast enough (I think), considering all that planning we've done. Boring or not, I couldn't tell. I was on the wrong side of the audience. I rather thought it was; there was a lot of dead space and a lot of rearranging that was very time-consuming. Or maybe not, since the people are seated with their chosen company.

The night went by in a blur, and before I knew it it was over. It didn't even have a formal ending. It just...did. End I mean.

But the night wasn't over yet.

A bit of sweet-talking later, my allowed me to go to Eastwood to have an exclusive after-party party with my friends while they cleaned up the place and later go home.

There was a little problem at first though. The driver of the cab we got looked a little funky. He was wearing a sando (undershirt, which is not allowed for cab drivers anymore), and either he really didn't know where he's going, or he's trying to murder or hold us up, or he's trying to fool us and charge us with a very high cabfare. WEirdest thing of all was that we couldn't open any of the passenger doors. Like they were on child-lock or something.

Imagine our relief when we realized that my father followed us. Sumunod siya para alam daw nia kung san ako susunduin after we're done. WHat would that driver have done if that wasn't the case? Shit. Ayoko nang isipin pa.

Then there's the issue of Buen' missing mobile phone. Nadukutan ata. They tried to trick him too, when Buen managed to call them. 300php worth of load daw for the phone. Buen was afraid his mom would get mad. We were afraid for his safety. Hoodlums like those could not be trusted.

Other than that, we danced the night away. We means Kat, Jasmin, EA (Jasmin's guy), Frederick, Girlie, Nicole, Buen, Jay, MJ, Albert, Paolo and my brother Nero. I was wearing heels and my hair was still in that cursed updo, but I really didn't care at the time. I was having too much fun.

Lowbat kaming lahat after that, but I think we were all happy.

So Murphy is always right...that anything and everything that can go wrong will. What he forgot to mention is that when you've got good, dependable friends to back you up, everything will be all right in the end.

Pics will be posted soon enough, for your viewing..err..pleasure.

Good night!

P.S.
The Bottom Line

Parang nakita na ng Friendster na balak kong mag-shopping ah. What with the money I got, I think it wouldn't do the dough justice if I just put it all into savings, don't you think so? :D