There is an occasion that the Ateneo de Zamboanga Highschool University pulls together every year. It is the Family Day. This is the time in which the students bring along their parents to their school to experience exciting games, have conversations with one another and to have a great time.
The joys this day brings about is always accompanied by the embarrassing and somewhat unexpected accidents. But it rarely happens. I am here to discuss what happened to me during my second Family Day. I had to say it was full of surprises. Then again, life is full of surprises. That's why we never get tired of it.
I had a bad start. You see, I was sick during that day (even until now *cough! *cough!) so I wasn't able to join the motorcade. The heat might have been too much, so I just headed to Ateneo straight away. Bo-oring...
My Dad lent me his camera so I took a lot of great pictures of my classmates and the scenery. I mingled a lot and got to know a couple of their parents. Al tough I didn't talk to the parents directly. I only asked my classmates about them.
When night came all my friends played a game of hide-and-seek behind the school near the soccer field. When I joined I was it. After I counted, I searched for them. I looked for them for thirty minutes but I couldn't find them at all. Only two were still there, but the rest left me all alone. It gave me a serious emo attack.
The two left to look for the others while I stayed behind. I curled up behind one of the trucks and just let the emo feeling wash over me. Then I thought to myself. "Come one, Xave! You only get one Family Day per year! Are you just going to waste it!" Those words brought me back to life so I headed back to the our catering table. Altough I swore I heard people calling me.
When I reached the table, only few where there. I weas about to look for my friends and whip their butts to what they dids to me when I saw her. I'm not going to tell you who "her" is... lets just call her HC(named after blog).
As I stared at HC, stared at her immense beauty, fancying her attire (especially the pink cap), I was torn between two choices. Choice one "Go talk to her and be happy for the rest of the weekend..." or "Dont talk to her and be miserable for the rest of the year..."
I brought the courage up to finally talk to her. We had a normal conversation, nothing out of the ordinary happened. We talked at a table (not on, AT). I was saying a lot of weird personal things to her but it was just my way of trying to put a little embarassment in the conversation. The music backgroung was perfect for the scene. You know the one that goes "Tuh-tah-tah-tuh-tah...tuh-tah-tah-tuh-tah...tuh-tah-tuh-toh-tah-tah-tah-tah-tah" (the romantic tune the band played).
In the end, we just shook hands for two seconds (HC demanded only two).
After that, I got a snapshot of her back, she turned away in the last second. Awwww......
I found my friends looking for me in the back. They thought I was dead or something. I was too happy to be even mad at them so I just laughed.
All of us took a good look at the fireworks, and after that I left for home.
And that's my story.
The joys this day brings about is always accompanied by the embarrassing and somewhat unexpected accidents. But it rarely happens. I am here to discuss what happened to me during my second Family Day. I had to say it was full of surprises. Then again, life is full of surprises. That's why we never get tired of it.
I had a bad start. You see, I was sick during that day (even until now *cough! *cough!) so I wasn't able to join the motorcade. The heat might have been too much, so I just headed to Ateneo straight away. Bo-oring...
My Dad lent me his camera so I took a lot of great pictures of my classmates and the scenery. I mingled a lot and got to know a couple of their parents. Al tough I didn't talk to the parents directly. I only asked my classmates about them.
When night came all my friends played a game of hide-and-seek behind the school near the soccer field. When I joined I was it. After I counted, I searched for them. I looked for them for thirty minutes but I couldn't find them at all. Only two were still there, but the rest left me all alone. It gave me a serious emo attack.
The two left to look for the others while I stayed behind. I curled up behind one of the trucks and just let the emo feeling wash over me. Then I thought to myself. "Come one, Xave! You only get one Family Day per year! Are you just going to waste it!" Those words brought me back to life so I headed back to the our catering table. Altough I swore I heard people calling me.
When I reached the table, only few where there. I weas about to look for my friends and whip their butts to what they dids to me when I saw her. I'm not going to tell you who "her" is... lets just call her HC(named after blog).
As I stared at HC, stared at her immense beauty, fancying her attire (especially the pink cap), I was torn between two choices. Choice one "Go talk to her and be happy for the rest of the weekend..." or "Dont talk to her and be miserable for the rest of the year..."
I brought the courage up to finally talk to her. We had a normal conversation, nothing out of the ordinary happened. We talked at a table (not on, AT). I was saying a lot of weird personal things to her but it was just my way of trying to put a little embarassment in the conversation. The music backgroung was perfect for the scene. You know the one that goes "Tuh-tah-tah-tuh-tah...tuh-tah-tah-tuh-tah...tuh-tah-tuh-toh-tah-tah-tah-tah-tah" (the romantic tune the band played).
In the end, we just shook hands for two seconds (HC demanded only two).
After that, I got a snapshot of her back, she turned away in the last second. Awwww......
I found my friends looking for me in the back. They thought I was dead or something. I was too happy to be even mad at them so I just laughed.
All of us took a good look at the fireworks, and after that I left for home.
And that's my story.
2 comments:
first commentor. :D wow. he's happy. :D ahaha. nice xave.
A VERY LONG ONE.
nice.
coment back chiwawa.
tnx.haha
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