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I cannot function in a world without music.
I want to fly.
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I shop to stay sane.
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I actually love school. :|
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Thursday, July 09, 2009
The Search for the Perfect Vest

Just a while ago, Mig accompanied me to RP, where I searched for The Perfect Vest for my Boy Abunda costume for the celebrity cruise-themed Kapatiran. (Wonder why I went for him? Look up "Banana Split NNNN" on YouTube. Incredible.) We harrassed numerous stores to no avail. During our little break, as I was sipping my deliciously sour green mango Fruitas shake, I was profusely ranting that I could not believe how hard it is to find a decent vest. Just as I was planning to give up, we chanced upon Ate Joy, who pointed me to Bayo (which I missed for some reason), and I found this great black 50%-off vest.

(While scouring RP, I had our househelp ask my Tito Reg if he has a vest I can borrow. He did have one and it's more Boy Abunda-y - it's silky - so I've decided to use it instead. Absolutely no regrets about the great buy, though.)

Now, I hope that's going to be kind of what happens in our Kapatiran culminating activity tomorrow.

This was supposed to happen two weeks ago. We were at the peak of the Kapatiran - everyone was having the time of their lives, and I bet this includes the Freshmen who had to strut their supermodel strut down the caf, butt-spell the names of an entire barkada on top of a table, and do their best Sisa impersonation in front of a deliriously amused crowd. But stupid quarantine disrupted our plans, and now we have no choice to make do with tomorrow.

We made the most of it, though. We worked our usual magic and managed to still get the pool and extend the activity up to 6pm (CIRs, revised scheds and announcements all in one day - you don't know how tedious that really is). It was cramming at its best.

But that doesn't stop me from being scared. There are still a lot of loopholes here and there, still a lot of stuff to resolve. I'm tired as hell too. For some reason, this day drained me more than any preparation day for the prom ever did. I'm attributing it to the scary fact that I'd be dealing with two batches for a change, when I'm unsurprisingly very used to just one. (And now I'm realizing a blessing in disguise here.)

But whatever happens, I hope I find my Ate Joy tomorrow. And my vest.

♥ ayna: 6:24 PM.