Pre ball ko (part 1 pa lang to)
Hey, wassup?
After a much overdue hiatus on blogging in lieu of trying to make it to college, summer has finally found its way back into my life. A lot has gone by since my last real entry (the others were crap I made just to save my blog from deletion, except the pics), but one seems to have garnered the most priority for time. Its was, no doubt, one of the most special nights of my entire stay in the high school, or my life for that matter. Yep, that’s right. Dear ladies and gentlemen (though I doubt any REAL ladies and gentlemen would read this little journal of mine), I would like to share with you my experience…
…at the class night.
Wait… are you disappointed? Hahaha, don’t worry, ahmajesmesin with you all. What I’m going to write about is my graduation ball extravaganza (its not a real extravaganza, but come on, work with me here!)
To be truthful, this entry cannot, and will not ever justify the magnitude of that experience. Almost a week has gone by since that night, and I still can’t stop looking at my celfone’s new wallpaper, which, as you’ve probably guessed, is one we took during the ball. Let me break down the chronology of that day, as telling the whole story would take a whole lot more time than I would normally allot for this activity.
My day begins with me waking up (duh..) to the realization that its finally the day of my grad ball. (ah… kaya pala…di naman kasi nilinawan agad eh) Sino ba naman ang di maeexcite sa ganitong klaseng araw??? Nag pagupit ako nung umaga kasi sabi ni ma magpakulay daw ako! Naisip ko na nga rin na medyo may katagalan na nung huling nagpatrim ako kaya bahala na. My fellow MEN that have not had their hair colored, I beseech you, DO NOT ATTEMPT to test the powers of salon people!!! Pucha! Sobrang init pala pag nagpapakulay ka! You have to apply heat for 45 minutes to the hair, and scalp for that matter, para mag set in yung color! Trust me, its way uncomfortable. But of course, the fruit of our sufferings will bring a smile to our faces. I had a head full of black hair for my grad ball night. Ah… no more creeping white hair on MY ball pics! hahaha
stay tuned na lang for the second part of my post...
After a much overdue hiatus on blogging in lieu of trying to make it to college, summer has finally found its way back into my life. A lot has gone by since my last real entry (the others were crap I made just to save my blog from deletion, except the pics), but one seems to have garnered the most priority for time. Its was, no doubt, one of the most special nights of my entire stay in the high school, or my life for that matter. Yep, that’s right. Dear ladies and gentlemen (though I doubt any REAL ladies and gentlemen would read this little journal of mine), I would like to share with you my experience…
…at the class night.
Wait… are you disappointed? Hahaha, don’t worry, ahmajesmesin with you all. What I’m going to write about is my graduation ball extravaganza (its not a real extravaganza, but come on, work with me here!)
To be truthful, this entry cannot, and will not ever justify the magnitude of that experience. Almost a week has gone by since that night, and I still can’t stop looking at my celfone’s new wallpaper, which, as you’ve probably guessed, is one we took during the ball. Let me break down the chronology of that day, as telling the whole story would take a whole lot more time than I would normally allot for this activity.
My day begins with me waking up (duh..) to the realization that its finally the day of my grad ball. (ah… kaya pala…di naman kasi nilinawan agad eh) Sino ba naman ang di maeexcite sa ganitong klaseng araw??? Nag pagupit ako nung umaga kasi sabi ni ma magpakulay daw ako! Naisip ko na nga rin na medyo may katagalan na nung huling nagpatrim ako kaya bahala na. My fellow MEN that have not had their hair colored, I beseech you, DO NOT ATTEMPT to test the powers of salon people!!! Pucha! Sobrang init pala pag nagpapakulay ka! You have to apply heat for 45 minutes to the hair, and scalp for that matter, para mag set in yung color! Trust me, its way uncomfortable. But of course, the fruit of our sufferings will bring a smile to our faces. I had a head full of black hair for my grad ball night. Ah… no more creeping white hair on MY ball pics! hahaha
stay tuned na lang for the second part of my post...
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