CAMPING: Checked.

The camping was not as bad as I thought. I just wished that more of my friends were around so I would have had a better time. My team, Bravo, did well and rocked. I mean, my members were really the best (and most organized) ones I had since my very first camping and I can go with them to another one any time.

Che was there, unexpectedly (but I was more than pleased to know this, of course). But the others I mentioned in my last post who said they weren't going didn't really come. They missed it. Their senior year would never be complete.

I cannot say that the camping was outright fun ... but yeah, it was fun though extremely exhausting. Your bones would literally break if you made a wrong turn or brought more of your stuff than you should have. We went to about 8 hiking trips to kilometers-distant areas and difficult tracks. If those hiking trips were not as tiring and challenging, I would have appreciated the beauty of Mother Nature. I would've looked around and breathed the rare fresh air. But no! We had to keep going or else we'd endanger those people trailing behind.

Behind the deprivation of the comforts of life during the days in the mountains, I had Noella, Althea, and my groupmates (Pam, Phoebe, Angie, Ailah, Lianne, Jessica, & Hazel) with me to make me remember the camping as an awesome experience.

And ... hey, I caught the fish in less than a minute and I dissected a real live chicken. Although the chicken's organs were icky, I swallowed my kaartehan, put my hand inside it and took out the stomach, intestines, lungs - the whole package! Ugh. I've always known I could never be a doctor, and a housewife too in that case.

Help out while you can!

How did Natalie get into Harvard? Here's a blurb from E! Online, talking about how big stars are admitted into Ivy League schools:

"As for Portman, well, the child just oozes IQ. She reportedly scored a 1320 on her PSATs and rewrote her Harvard application essay 20 times until she thought it reflected her brainpower.
The reported result: early admission into not only Harvard but Yale."

I'm inspired again! Thank Heavens for giving me a Natalie. Now, I'll be doing my homework.

CAMPING: CROSSED OUT

I SO DON'T WANT TO GO CAMPING, if that's what you want to hear. I would give anything to stay at home and rest until I get fed up with DVDs. But that's not why I didn't go to school today. I woke up and felt sick. I know I have the responsibility to get my team together and be the darn leader but can I risk it if my health's down? That's just like typing a your novel into a computer that's not capable of saving files.

Why would I be in some place I don't want to be in and be with these people in an untimely period of the year? Don't get me wrong, my groupmates are my friends but what would I get out of it? Anne's probably not coming, and Catherinne, Misu, Finn, and Che too. Plus, Rina's not in our team. Imagine an outdoor school activity without those people! It'll never be complete. Not that I think our group cannot survive without them but it's a matter of fun and space and being whole. It's better not to go than risk all that time doing the sort of things just because you have no choice.

Enough of that camping dilemma, I've seen the Golden Globes and Natalie was overwhelmed as hell. Why shouldn't she be? She won the Golden Globe Best Supporting Actress for Closer! Man, I'm still going to watch it on the big screen. R rating? Sure. Anything for Nat. But what can the win do for Natalie? Well, it can bring her to an Academy Award nomination and grab another win or better yet she can demand more than she's being paid for in usual projects. Plus, she will be regarded as a serious, big-shot actress and not a Queen-Amidala-kiddy-pleaser any longer.

Darn it. Hate maturity. Hate exposure. I don't want to share her.

Tata.
P.S. ANYONE KNOWS WHY THE CLIMATE'S EXTRA COLD THIS YEAR? I really really need to know if you have theories or conclusions ... tag!

Gloom is on bloom

Today has been a particularly unusual day. It was really cold and the skies spoke of something I couldn't really explain. The sun shone but disappeared behind the clouds, making the whole day cloudy and giving off a gloomy mood.

My classmate and Saab's brother, Frank, fainted this afternoon. He and his buddies were playing and strangling each other literally. I don't really know the whole story but Frank ended up in the hospital, unconscious. And Saab was hysterical - crying and cursing a lot. Heck, if that happened to one of my sisters or close friends, I'd be more than hysterical. Probably, I'd turn into a psycho killer and murder the culprit.

I wanted to comfort Saab that moment but a lot of girls were already doing it. When the horizon was clear, I approached Saab (who was still crying) to sympathize with her but I was stricken by sadness, ended up crying too, and just walked away from her. I didn't know what to do. So I signaled Arriane (by using the sign of the cross) so that she would call for a prayer. As a result, everyone gathered and prayed together for Frank's recovery.

I heard Frank has already gained consciousness and is now only under observation. Thank God. The day also didn't leave me alone. Because of a cold, I drank Neozep this morning but didn't know I was allergic to it. A few hours passed and I was itching to death in our classroom. I was afraid that I would not be able to breathe and faint like last time I one. It was a miracle that I wasn't brought to the hospital for an injection. A mild medicine worked for me, although tablets and syrups didn't cure my allergy attacks before.

Bleak, bleak day.

DO COLORS MATTER???

I've been asking myself today: Do colors really matter? (Not the colors colors like the Philippine flag or the MIS flag or whatever else you have waving up there).

Of course I've known the answer all day long, I just had my doubts: COLORS DO MATTER. Green matters. Blue matters. Maroon matters. Yellow matters. They all matter. It's also justifiable if you're going to choose blue over green or maroon over blue or the other way around. The only BUT to that is if you're going to be over-confident and begin painting yourself shades of those colors & end up with shambolic hues.

Because God is so good to me, I now have the colors blue and green at my fingertips. I'm so happy. As a matter of fact, my stomach's still churning since I heard the news an hour ago (credits to Saab). Blue is just so overwhelming and so self-satisfying. Now, I'm double secured with blue and green. I can die happy if I'm still going to embellish myself with the maroon and yellow later on. But I don't think so anymore. One can not get all four great colors at the same time ... if someone does, I can worship him/her. Still, I think maroon should be the color for my future but heck, I already got the blue!

Anyway, I left home at 6:25 am to meet with my friends for our investigatory project, an avant-garde laminating device. How much cooler can that be, huh? Well, we named it ulinator (Anne's idea - credits!). Mom and I then went to the doctor to ask about my enviable appetite. Yeah well, I have a very poor appetite and I think it's affecting my health now. And I hope Mom's not sick. Make me sick with anything just leave Mom out of this.