Least Expected.

It's so boring here.

I sort of miss the torture, and by torture I mean Grad Practice. I miss the way they make us stand up and sit down all at the same time. I miss the way the teachers make us smile at the weirdest of times. Most of all, I miss the singing. It's weird singing the alto part of our National Anthem all by yourself.

I didn't blog on grad day. I was too uhm.. full of emotions, I couldn't put it nicely on words. But now, that I'm calm, cool and collected, I think I can blog about it now.

I got there at 8:15, I think. We started vocalizing at 8:30. The usual exercises. Mio. Zio. Viva. Blao-blao. Vavavum. But there was a new one. We had to sing Falalala with the exact same way that our teacher sang it. Anyways, on with the ceremony. The processional started at 8:55. Everybody was either excited, or afraid. Finally, after a long time of standing up and sitting down, being told to stay still and being scolded at for being noisy, it was the time. I'd say the processional was good. Everybody had their chins up, or at least I thought. We sat down at cue and stood up at cue nicely, but then it was time for the National Anthem. We did a wonderful job with that. It sounded like the beautiful chirping of the little birds in the morning. After that, we stood up and sat down on cue again. Then it was time for the speech of the first honor. I can't say much about that.

Anyway, after that was the guest's turn for her message. We stood up, clapped and sat on cue again. Her message was nice. She told us her way to success. Then it was time for the awarding of medals. The medals were given to the 7th honorable mentions first, until the 1st honors. After that, the awards were given out. There were three awards. The most important award was the MMJ. The student who go that award was given a standing ovation. She deserved it anyway. :D After that was the giving of Diplomas. My diploma jacket had Baustista instead of Bautista on it. Stupid typo. Then we sang Like an Eagle. I cried. I cried because everyone else aroun me was crying. Because of that, Sir kept on smiling at us because we were crying. Haha.

Well that was boring.

Ciao.