Saturday, October 28, 2006
i can't believe it; it's been a year!*** A CELEBRATION!!! w00t! ***
You know what? It's been a year since I first watched The Bloomfields onstage. It was during the concert of Gary Lewis and the Playboys in Araneta Coliseum, and boy, we really didn't expect a bunch of young guys to play as an opening act for the Playboys. Since then, I've been looking forward to vacations, events and whatnot just to give me an excuse of watching the Bloomfields again. Luckily I've been in four gigs already! Yeah! XD
And many other things have happened too! I've met lots of friends! Whee!
*whispers* And I got to chat with Rocky, but only for five minutes. :P
*** THE OPENING OF INTER-LA SALLE ***
(Pardon me for my formal or my foolish tone of writing, whatever you may think about it.)
For the first time, I felt I was an real photographer for Bulik, our school paper. I never would've actually thought of that since my bringing a camera was just a silly idea I had come up with when I had been texting Sheilah. You know, the "hunting" galore my classmates are very fond of doing.
So anyway, I was the one of five people in the organization to bring their own camera. And for the fact that I was located easily by the moderators, I immediately found myself in the middle of the basketball court in Sentrum, taking random pictures of different people and athletes from different schools, which was both a bit embarrassing and exciting in a way.
Our motto for that day: "Pakapalan na ng mukha!"
Here are some of my favorite shots taken last Wednesday:
The Inter-La Salle Logo
Brother...uh, what's his name? He's our mascot!
And look at him groove with the Pep Squad!
In the middle: Brother Rafe and Bravo! Aww... :D
Oh yes, the Lasallian way of singing the Alma Mater Song.*** MY SO-CALLED INFATUATION ***
(Pardon me for everything I'll say over here. Purely foolishness and not a tinge of sanity is shown here.)
Okay. So where do I begin? Oh yeah.
Why do I want to share this thing to my online journal when I can tell someone I personally know about it, or better yet, when I can just shut up and get over it?
Because I can't do those things, unfortunately. I guess it's something I can put on in the style of writing.
I was actually very glad to admit to myself that I was only infatuated. I have proved to myself that it may or may not last long, but when the time came that I was feeling very satisfied, oddly I became disappointed, that indeed, it was JUST infatuation.
But some facts can't stop bothering me every now and then. Does fate really exist? Let me tell you why: because this guy has ALMOST the SAME NAME and the SAME BIRTHDAY as I do! Now it makes me think that he's my soulmate or something. I couldn't believe it myself. But who knows?
I even dreamt about his friend. Does my dream (or my subconscious, if you're scientific) tell me something?
Sometimes I don't know what to think of myself anymore. Maybe I am insane.
Did you notice I'm not elaborating enough and instead I'm using random lines?
Ask away, my friends, and of course, tell me everything. I know I sparked up your curiosity somehow.
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