The play that we watched last Sunday was fantastic. Not.
It actually sucks. The place was far (I am from San Juan and my school is from Mandaluyong and we went to ever gotesco just to see that freaking play), the show was a repeat of what we have seen last year and we were seeing the same faces all over again. What a waste of time.
There were only two schools inside the cinema. OUR school and this whatever-school-where-the-students-are- sooo-uncivilized. It sounds harsh but it's true. We were already pissed off during that time because students from our school paid 160.00 to watch that play and you know what? Not everyone had their own seats.Some were sharing, some were standing and some were asked to sit on the aisle and on the stairs. It was really unfair. After some time, while my friends and I were sitting comfortably on our seats (lucky us? NOT!), I felt that something liquidy just hit me. I thought that it was a cola but I didn't react because I thought that maybe someone didn't mean to do that. After a few seconds, an empty box of popcorn went flying and it hit some of my friends. We-ell, so those flying stuffs were not accidents. They were being thrown at us by those students from that whatever school. It was a joke. Yeah. But it was SOOO not funny. After that popcorn incident, they threw two empty c2 bottles at us and we're so not enjoying it. Since we don't want to pick fights with them and since challenging them to a duel won't do us any good, we decided to skip the play and just go.
We went out of the cinema, asked our teachers' permission because we really want to go and zoom! off we go. We went to galleria since it's a waayyy better mall than Ever. It was getting late and my family and I needs to attend mass at 8:30 pm, so I grab a quick dinner with my friends and went straight to our church since it's not too far. I was really anxious at that time because I was not sure if I know the right way home but luckily, my instincts won and I arrived there around 7:30 pm. My dad and my brother were not yet there (my mom will be coming straight from her office; it is my dad's day off from work).
After hearing mass, we went home and I went straight to my bed. When I woke up around 5 am, I was feeling indolent but I don't have any choice but to start my loonnnggg week. Well... All's well that ends well.
P.S. I was late for my C.A.T morning formation. Tsk tsk.
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