vigan part 1 : Block AD2-1
no one's blogging about it. but the vigan trip was a blast. it was perfect even.
i mean, we should've known, right? we needed to get away from it all, cliche as it may sound. as i say to bam, away from the manila stress and drama. the irrational and inhumane demands of beato. the death inducing pollution of espana. wow. poetic.
okay here's a blow by blow account of the trip, just the way some people would've written it:
detail 1: we were put in separate buses
sucks, doesnt it? i mean we had the biggest population of students attending the trip and they couldn't give us the luxury of atleast staying in one bus. i mean, think about it 32 students multiplied by an almost unreasonable amount of php3,500. WE CONTRIBUTED THE BIGGEST AMOUNT OF MONEY TO SUPPORT THE EFFING TRIP!!
but nooooooooo, they couldn't do that. its all for organization purposes. yadayadayada...
despite this, nonetheless, batch 1 (people on the bus with 2-1) did the most out of it. it all started with the rather grotesque talent show which inclued the following amazing, supernatural abilities:
1. very wrong toung movement by a guy with dreadlocks
2. earl's snoopy and moosegear tummy (which i doubt 2-1 actually got. but who knows, maybe they're not as slow as i am)
3. people with eye crease (peluka) magically removing removing it.
4. people WITHOUT eye crease magically having it.
5. AND LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST!! THEY LADY/S WHO EAT THEIR OWN KAMAO, HANGGANG BRASO, HANGGANG KILIKILI.
whew. gaaawwd, this post is taking long.
then there was the silly mind games. i've no idea how to explain the game, so im skipping.
then lastttlyy!!
there'r the ghost story. brrr.
all i can remember are as follows. (e.g. the thoughts that hauunts me!):
1. i will never forget hannah FOR COMPLETELY RUINING MY LIFE. now, i am no longer capable of going downstairs alone past 11pm.
2. i toooottaallllyyyyyy luuuuurrrvvveee terrence. he's just like our dear old james-call-me-mike, lovable yadayada. his story about pb brought goosebumps and i felt my tears pulling their was out of my eyes.
3. miguel did the stupid rice on the corner of his eyes story again.
4. dino's hands apparated out of nowhere and all traces of poise i may have possesed vanished with the panic.
5. the retreat stories.. etc etc.
yadayadayadayada.. just wait for part 2. i'll be talking about the party. ...or not.
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