Kwentong prom

What to say about the Prom? First that I enjoyed it immensely, in spite of being distressed and frazzled for the whole day. My nightmares told me that I would forget to have my hair and make-up done, that I wouldn't have shoes on when I arrived, that the decorations wouldn't be finished, that I'd forget to actually invite a date... I've been having those kinds of dreams for MONTHS. And the tension is just INSANE! Eeep. To think that it would haunt my dreams for months on end.

But it was worth it. The balls were worth it. The tears were worth it. The struggle was worth it. Sitting there, I couldn't help but be too happy for words: I was basking in the glow of our labor of love; I knew every inch of the designs and just how despairingly difficult all of it was-- I knew their stories. And it made it seem even more special.

I loved it. It was the culmination of our dreams and hopes. And I know that sounds cliche but... It just made me that happy. Even more that getting to the salon on time, having proper shoes, inviting a good partner/date/gentleman/alalay...

Hehe, guys, in spite of the power-struggle, we gave it our best and God did the rest. Everything fell into place, and even if I resented some people for the fight for creative control (one of my pet peeves!), conflict still resulted in creativity.

For myself, I'm just glad I accompanied Sabu and the rest of the "band" well. Thank you to Ms Ettie who saved me from the excruciating pain of studying a song that had three darned flats. Thank you to the parents, even if they overdid it sometimes. Thank you to the teachers for their "help" (though no sarcasm here, hehe). Thank you to Nika Gonzales, our beloved batch rep: di ko lang masabi sayo, but I think everybody looks up to you; I'm glad you're here for everyone of us.

And a big thank you to Bryan as well, for being such a grade-A gentleman. He pulls the chair for me everytime I sit down! Hehe, medyo nakakahiya na nga e, cause I keep running off and taking pictures so medyo madalas na kelangan niya tumayo para ayusin yung upuan ko. And I hope he didn't mind that I was rather quiet-- though it's the happy, comfortable kind of silence. Yun nga diba, I was too happy for words. Saka ang hirap sayawan ng bossa nova beat, that's why I preferred to sit/lounge while listening. Mga tatlong beses lang kami nag-attempt sumayaw. Nung una sinubukan namin yung Swing, e nahilo ako (must---regroup---!!!). So we succumbed to the waltz, and sayaw ng mga tamad at di marunong-- parang ako. Nangalay lang ako, at wala pa kami sa beat, which was bothering my musical sensibilities. So hindi na lang.

Anyway. Masaya na akong nakaupo.

And to everybody-- you're all so pretty!!!!!!!!! *luv* Lalo na kayo Zarah, Jenina, Pen and Shai! Hehehehehehe.