Home for the Holidays II: The wild december 20 experience
The twentieth of December definitely deserves an entry. A day full of everything you could and couldn't
imagine (that i would do).
So, I started the day by waking up at 8:30 am and was running late for an 8 am meeting all because of the previous night's happenings and a 3:30 am bed time.
I arrived 2 hours and 8 minutes late for our meeting and my partner EIC was mad already. I mean you can't blame her but we all had a perfect excuse, as well. Almost all of the staff who were present were late too because they overslept like me.Haha. 'twas Paskuhan the night before, after all.
Okay, so when my partner was there, everything was so uptight and cold especially because she was scolding us. Haha. But the mood seemed to lighten up after sometime while we were now busy getting down to business. When she left, we now could afford to laugh and eat her pasalubong for us. He he. Sometimes, in our tandem, I feel like we play parents to the staff. She's the strict disciplinarian while I'm the happy-go-lucky one.
So anyway, we finished drafting our constitution at around 12:30. I rushed back to the dorm, prepared my gifts with the help of Dani, got dressed and made my way to our Christmas Party (even if I'm hours and hours late.)
2:30 pm marked the start of my adventure and wild experience for the day. I was set to got to Angono, Rizal for the first time and all by myself. I took the jeepney to Quiapo, rode the LRT all the way to Santolan, then rode the FX from there to Angono, Rizal. All throughout the trip, I had mixed emotions. A part of me felt sleepy, excited, afraid, happy, annoyed and even bored and maybe too Ms. Independent and invincible.
I don't know what even pushed me to go through with the trip even if I initially got lazy and Dani was being somewhat superstitious about it and I, myself was skeptical about my trip. It took a couple of minutes before I could even contact my classmates and ask for directions. But I went anyway. The FX ride took so long. I couldn't sleep because I wasn't familiar with the place and I was too paranoid that we might get into an accident. You see, Grace has always been telling stories how a lot of accidents occur in Rizal. The reason? As I personally experienced, most of the drivers don't take time to slow down and give way. I got scared most of the time especially that I was seated beside the driver.
During the first few minutes of my FX ride, I was really excited to see my classmates and I was constantly texting them and they were also generous enough to text back and assure me that I'll be with them in no time. Then when I realized the trip was taking forever, I was getting bored and annoyed. To top it all, I was running on empty stomach. My excitement turned to frustrations and I kept thinking that my classmates better not make fun of me when I arrive there. Thankfully, I reached the place safely with my classmates who were all worried and have been waiting for me by the gate. I ate of what was left of the food, answered questions of why I arrived only that time, gave out and received gifts.
It turns out that it was a pool party. I didn't bring any swim wear or any extra clothes even if there were hints that we could go swimming because after all it was December and you don't normally go out and take a swim on chilly weather, right? But i gave in to my classmates prodding plus I envied how they enjoyed themselves on the water. (Plus, I had to make sure I use my P100 worth of entrance and of course of the effort I made in making it there, right?) Good thing, I had three layers of clothing that day. Two tank tops and a bolero. A classmate had an extra skirt for bathing and so I borrowed it. Then took a dip into the pool for about an hour or so, sang my heart out in the karaoke, had a water fight and wrestling in the pool. I, myself, was surprised on how spontaneous I became that day. (I don't normally do that most especially if my mother knew about that one. (me not having extra clothes,towels etc.) You see, I have always stuck to the rules, in short I was/am a good girl. )
It was, in my 20 years, the wildest thing I have done. (Add to that, I borrowed towels and toiletries to freshen up after swimming. Usually, it's a major no-no in the family. My mom make sure that we value personal stuffs and that when we're on a trip we should have our things etc. She just doesn't like the idea of borrowing things.)
After that, we had to pack up and leave by 7pm. Towing our now heavy belongings, it took us some time to get a ride back to the LRT. It was a looooong jeepney ride. What kept us sane is that we have each other to talk to and sneak in a short snap every now and then knowing that we'll (my classmates and I) look for each other out. Then we had an annoying encounter upon entering LRT. The LRT ride was okay and were mostly quiet; we were already pretty much tired. When we disembarked at the Legarda Station at around near 9 pm, we decided to have a nice dinner at Jollibee and had nice conversations too. Then we parted ways while I went home together with my two classmates and reached the dorm just in time for curfew.
As I recall my experience, I seem to be having this knack for my independence and traveling. I also discovered on how I'm also able to take risks. I'm half of the play-by-the rules person I was or am. My classmates commended on how brave I was but the down side of it, I think I scare my (male) classmates even more because of my Miss Independent act. Ha!
post script
(When I reached the dorm despite being tired, I simply couldn't just lie down and sleep. I had to clean up my mess and pack my things for homecoming. Tinkered with the new techie accessory Igot as a gift and then sleep.
I woke up really early the next day since Essie and I were supposed to do some last minute shopping at 168 but she must have overslept. So I ende up doing last minute shopping at the nearby SM, went back to the condo. Grabbed a Toffee Nut Frap , reheated or Five Cows take out, cleaned the condo and pack things. We were off to Cubao after having a quick stop at my dorm to get my things.)
imagine (that i would do).
So, I started the day by waking up at 8:30 am and was running late for an 8 am meeting all because of the previous night's happenings and a 3:30 am bed time.
I arrived 2 hours and 8 minutes late for our meeting and my partner EIC was mad already. I mean you can't blame her but we all had a perfect excuse, as well. Almost all of the staff who were present were late too because they overslept like me.Haha. 'twas Paskuhan the night before, after all.
Okay, so when my partner was there, everything was so uptight and cold especially because she was scolding us. Haha. But the mood seemed to lighten up after sometime while we were now busy getting down to business. When she left, we now could afford to laugh and eat her pasalubong for us. He he. Sometimes, in our tandem, I feel like we play parents to the staff. She's the strict disciplinarian while I'm the happy-go-lucky one.
So anyway, we finished drafting our constitution at around 12:30. I rushed back to the dorm, prepared my gifts with the help of Dani, got dressed and made my way to our Christmas Party (even if I'm hours and hours late.)
2:30 pm marked the start of my adventure and wild experience for the day. I was set to got to Angono, Rizal for the first time and all by myself. I took the jeepney to Quiapo, rode the LRT all the way to Santolan, then rode the FX from there to Angono, Rizal. All throughout the trip, I had mixed emotions. A part of me felt sleepy, excited, afraid, happy, annoyed and even bored and maybe too Ms. Independent and invincible.
I don't know what even pushed me to go through with the trip even if I initially got lazy and Dani was being somewhat superstitious about it and I, myself was skeptical about my trip. It took a couple of minutes before I could even contact my classmates and ask for directions. But I went anyway. The FX ride took so long. I couldn't sleep because I wasn't familiar with the place and I was too paranoid that we might get into an accident. You see, Grace has always been telling stories how a lot of accidents occur in Rizal. The reason? As I personally experienced, most of the drivers don't take time to slow down and give way. I got scared most of the time especially that I was seated beside the driver.
During the first few minutes of my FX ride, I was really excited to see my classmates and I was constantly texting them and they were also generous enough to text back and assure me that I'll be with them in no time. Then when I realized the trip was taking forever, I was getting bored and annoyed. To top it all, I was running on empty stomach. My excitement turned to frustrations and I kept thinking that my classmates better not make fun of me when I arrive there. Thankfully, I reached the place safely with my classmates who were all worried and have been waiting for me by the gate. I ate of what was left of the food, answered questions of why I arrived only that time, gave out and received gifts.
It turns out that it was a pool party. I didn't bring any swim wear or any extra clothes even if there were hints that we could go swimming because after all it was December and you don't normally go out and take a swim on chilly weather, right? But i gave in to my classmates prodding plus I envied how they enjoyed themselves on the water. (Plus, I had to make sure I use my P100 worth of entrance and of course of the effort I made in making it there, right?) Good thing, I had three layers of clothing that day. Two tank tops and a bolero. A classmate had an extra skirt for bathing and so I borrowed it. Then took a dip into the pool for about an hour or so, sang my heart out in the karaoke, had a water fight and wrestling in the pool. I, myself, was surprised on how spontaneous I became that day. (I don't normally do that most especially if my mother knew about that one. (me not having extra clothes,towels etc.) You see, I have always stuck to the rules, in short I was/am a good girl. )
It was, in my 20 years, the wildest thing I have done. (Add to that, I borrowed towels and toiletries to freshen up after swimming. Usually, it's a major no-no in the family. My mom make sure that we value personal stuffs and that when we're on a trip we should have our things etc. She just doesn't like the idea of borrowing things.)
After that, we had to pack up and leave by 7pm. Towing our now heavy belongings, it took us some time to get a ride back to the LRT. It was a looooong jeepney ride. What kept us sane is that we have each other to talk to and sneak in a short snap every now and then knowing that we'll (my classmates and I) look for each other out. Then we had an annoying encounter upon entering LRT. The LRT ride was okay and were mostly quiet; we were already pretty much tired. When we disembarked at the Legarda Station at around near 9 pm, we decided to have a nice dinner at Jollibee and had nice conversations too. Then we parted ways while I went home together with my two classmates and reached the dorm just in time for curfew.
As I recall my experience, I seem to be having this knack for my independence and traveling. I also discovered on how I'm also able to take risks. I'm half of the play-by-the rules person I was or am. My classmates commended on how brave I was but the down side of it, I think I scare my (male) classmates even more because of my Miss Independent act. Ha!
post script
(When I reached the dorm despite being tired, I simply couldn't just lie down and sleep. I had to clean up my mess and pack my things for homecoming. Tinkered with the new techie accessory Igot as a gift and then sleep.
I woke up really early the next day since Essie and I were supposed to do some last minute shopping at 168 but she must have overslept. So I ende up doing last minute shopping at the nearby SM, went back to the condo. Grabbed a Toffee Nut Frap , reheated or Five Cows take out, cleaned the condo and pack things. We were off to Cubao after having a quick stop at my dorm to get my things.)