i used to love watching the good news/ bad news segment of america’s funniest home videos. and again, hazel’s life has its own share..
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- GOOD SURPRISE
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- i celebrated my birthday last ferbruary 18. i always wanted my birthday to fall on class days so that almost everybody i know would have greeted me by the end of the day. birthdays are supposed to be YOUR DAY, right?hehe..this year, i did not expect nor feel like having a celebration. my mind was full of stuffs to do, i can’t even remember.
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- what i was expecting was a gift from the royalties though. it has been our tadition to give personalized gifts on birthdays.As the day went on, I wondered what the girls have in store for me. I smelled something fishy but I ignored it. Anyways, I love surprises. That afternoon, they gave me little cards that have the letters H-A-P-P-Y inscribed on each. They contained messages from friends. I love messages. I wished that they would give me a gift that would contain messages from friends since I’m going senti over this graduation stuff. So OK, I get it. The B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y will come soon and the 5 of them will write on the H-A-Z-E-L.
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- They told me to wait for them since they will be dismissed at 5, 1 hour past my dismissal. At first, I was kind of hesitant but learned that we would meet for our clinical teaching with the other sections so I decided to wait for them. Later, I knew that the plan was to make me wait in school so that my friends can settle in my house for a surprise party. As I entered the door, people came singing the birthday song. It was my friends! I was surprised! My jaw dropped for a second. Hehe!
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- After all the hullabaloos, they got me my real gift. They covered my eyes then revealed it. It was an illustration board that contained the little message cards and a big blue ribbon at the side. As I brushed my fingers through the cards, I saw little pictures of "the guy" inside it. I screamed and seemed not able to look at some of it. They also gave me an envelope containing his profile and bagets pics. I screamed even louder! My mother was just looking at me together with all the people, laughing. HAHA! That was surreal!
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- And I thought that was IT! Until they come screaming and jumping up and down after reading a text message. AHA! Something smelled fishy again and I don’t like the smell of it. It’s getting stench-ier by the minute. After a while, I saw them swarming over the phone. I suspected it was the mother queen but the girl instinct in me shouts it’s NOT! They passed the phone to me and I WON”T ANSWER IT! I CAN”T. I knew it was "the guy". I hesitated to answer but they stuck the phone into my ears. As I said hello, a “man voice” responded.
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- It was really him, who else can it be? Josh Groban?! In my super wildest dream! I withdrew my self from the phone, refusing to talk to him while the rest of the world waits. I could not go far since they grabbed me by the hand and pushed me nearer. The phone wire was stretched so hard to reach me but still, I WON”T. They convinced me to talk to him for long seconds before I “half-agreed”.
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- That was the MOST AWKWARD conversation I ever had! I don’t care what the world says anymore. Who cares? The persons whom I don’t want my secret to be revealed to knows. Huhuhu.. Poor me!
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LIFE CAN GET SWEETER BY THE MINUTE.
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- BAD SURPRISE
- Not so long ago, in a land of smiles and pains, an evil witch messed with two royalties and some of the "commoners". She reprimanded us for correcting the answers of our classmates that we considered correct since they were in the context of the exact answers. she set it as a ground for dishonesty. can we not use our own words and deem it correct since it is close to the exact answer? duh! they called for a conference and some of us were called for the grounds of disrespect just because they were insisting our point that we have no intention of correcting their answers just to raise their scores and explaining that we checked the answers based on our judgement that it is correct. where did the freedom of expression lie? this is the case as i see it. and unless a brave soul speaks to the world what this is all about, i’ll stick to what i believe in. until then, there is no happily ever after yet to occur.
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LIFE IS BITTER, YOU JUST HAVE TO PUT SUGAR ON IT.
march 10, 2008

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