In the pool of people's names, my name Kei is often the shortest and simplest. "Not Just A Letter" emphasizes that my persona, in contrast to the letter "k" hinted by my name, is neither typical nor ordinary. There are exciting (and sometimes out of this world) twists and turns in who I am and what I do. I hope you follow my journey in illustrating myself using an electrifying medley of letters (and a keyboard) as my tool.

Friday, November 2, 2007

"the hardest prince" - cno pa nga ba

w8.. tpos na ung download.. mmya ko na ikwekwento... muhaha
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haha... after one day, i decided to edit...
i was so tired last night from the LOONG trip from my baguio... so i just finished dling GA, watched it, and slept... anyway, i just came back from Baguio last night because when the CMLI convenvtion ended last wednesday, me and my family stayed there... anyway, that's what i really wanted to talk about (the CMLI thing)... haha... im going to narrate the really fun and weird experience i had in Baguio... it's probably the longest amount of time i was separated from my family... hmm, i just thought of that now... anyway... haha... so many laughs... and thankfully no tears.. haha, anyway, let me start...

Friday
because we were going to leave for baguio at 10, we were excused from going to school... yey! i woke up early to finish my packing which took me so long because i'm so OC with packing... anyway, my mom dropped me off at victory liner bus station in pasay and there i met with my or-ox team which composed michael m, joshua, allan, and sir libao. my "seatmate" in the bus was allan and since it was sooo effing hot and because daylight was shining on our faces, we couldn't sleep so we just talked about "stuff..." good thing we were able to sleep after the 1st stop because the bus became colder and thank god my mom allowed me to bring the DVD player... the trip was REALLY LONG. maybe it's because im not used to travelling during the day... haha... when it's at night (like last year), all i did was slept... oh god, you can really feel the "travelling" part of travelling (what?) when it's during the day... anyway, after 10 years, (this is an understatement, believe me) we arrived in Baguio at 6PM (we left at 11 BTW), and since we went earlier than the other delegates, we stayed at my house. we took an FX which was really uncomfortable because we were trying to fit (5 people and 5 abnormally large suitcases in one FX taxi - goodluck tires)... i fed everyone (haha - even I was DH by then) and we continued prepping (preparing) for the debate. and this was then the "greeness" of the whole trip started... and guess where it started? from our discussion about coal. joshua said "e.g. coal" and sir libao heard it wrong. haha, it was so funny. unless, you don't get it... anyway, since we were all so sleepy, we gave up at 12. we slept at 1. and since we found out that the cottages at teacher's camp wouldn't be available until 11 the next day, we invited the other people including joe, steph, nina, michael c, earl, and ms. regato to my stay at my house when they arrived at 5 am...
Saturday
at around 5 am, someone was trying to wake me up and i felt really pissed (not realizing by then of course that we needed to welcome the other delegates) because it felt like i just slept 10 mins ago... haha, anyway, after 10 mins of trying to stand up, i finally did, and we found the other delegates getting lost in the taxi on the street... anyway, i was really freezing by then because it was 5 am and unfortunately, it's really freaking cold at baguio around that time (i was really thankful i didn't go to school there)... i wanted to laugh at the "lost" delegates because i still wasn't over with them waking me up (haha, sorry na, im really "touchy" when it comes to sleep)... anyway, i forced (haha - joke lang) a smile, greeted them, tried to be a good "host", but i really didn't have the energy so i went back to sleep while they chatted downstairs... only me and ms. regato were asleep while they were talking downstairs. (i know, i know, im such a bad "host")... anyway i woke up and found them practicing for the quarter singing contest... anyway, since we needed a supplement for the hotdogs, sir libao and ms regato decided to go and register at teacher's camp and at the same time buy food for everyone at mcdo... yey! greeness continued at breakfast thanks to sir libao's bentang hirits (haha, can't wait to get sir as eco teacher in 4th year - trust me, it's gonna be soo freaking funny). there was this discussion about the little prince, and one thing led to the other, and we were suddenly talking about "the hardest prince..." haha, because of everyone's green contribution, "the hardest prince" became a contest with oral and pracitcal tests to determine the winner... hahaha... this "hardest prince" joke lasted until the end of the convention, and i'll tell you why as we proceed... haha, bsta... that was probably one of the greenest breakfasts ever (not to mention there were a lot of super jumbo hotdgos on that table!)... hahaha... moving on, after the breakfast and after everyone finished eating, taking a bath, and packing, we all left my house... there were no taxis so we had to walk to the gate of the village. (it was okay but it was freaking hot and sunny - it's hot in baguio during the morning - geez, weather strikes again...) and earl left his towel so we got pissed since the sun literally and figuratively had a big smile that morning... anyway, we caught a taxi and we went all the way to my house to the cottage we would be living in for 5 days... when i first saw it, my first reaction was BLAH. to be continued... haha