There’s wisdom till the words start slurring

I swear, I should become a sociologist. I didn’t realize how interesting it could be. We’ve got two hours of doing nothing everyday because they’re devoted to the preparations for some contest. Angelica and I were absolutely dying of boredom during those two hours, when she came up with the idea of classifying Filipino guys. At first I was too lazy to do anything else other than rotting there on the floor, but doing something is a whole lot better than doing nothing. So I got a sheet of paper and we began classifying. She gave the descriptions but I worded everything. At first it was just supposed to be between us two, but then Glyka saw what we were doing and asked to read it. I thought she might be offended because the kind of guys she likes are there and I might’ve insulted them a little. But to my surprise, she liked it a lot. She even found it funny. So I showed it to Denilou and Maricris and since they liked it as well, Angelica suggested that I put it in my website (She knows about this website. I don’t care, she’s my best friend and there’s nothing incriminating about her here anyway). I edited it a little, and if you want to read it go here. See if I’m any good as a sociologist.

Tomorrow’s the extemporaenous inter-school contest and I’m actually kind of excited. I think I know how I might be able to eliminate my stage fright once and for all. It’s simple, really. Since I’m near-sighted (meaning anything more than five feet away from me becomes a total blur without my glasses or contacts), I thought that maybe I should remove my contact lenses while I’m on stage so that I can’t see the faces of the audience. If I don’t see their faces, I’m sure I can talk well because then it’ll be easier to pretend that I’m in an empty room talking to myself. Kriya and I are hoping that the other contestants won’t be as eloquent or good English speakers as we are. Really, I don’t know the first thing about making a difference. I can’t even improve my own self! But if we can’t think up of something good to say, we can probably carry ourselves with our personality and diction. Kriya wants to win and I think we might be able to. But I don’t mind losing, as long as I don’t make a total fool of myself in the process. I wonder if there’ll be any cute guys.

At least I’ll be excused for all my morning classes. I hope there’ll be a surprise quiz or something so I can automatically get a perfect score for it. Wish me luck…