Sounds too much like high school

Play rehearsals were fun today. We’re already done with half of Act One and everything looks great so far; the dance choreography is really cute. Somehow, I managed to insert myself in a couple of scenes as an extra–but a very visible extra. Thank God. I hate it when I’m only in the background of a really big picture. It’s almost as bad as not being there at all, specially when you’ve put a lot of time and effort on it. For some reason we won’t be having practice tomorrow. I was kind of disappointed because I really look forward to play rehearsals everyday, but I guess everyone needs a break sometimes.

Kriya and I saw Patsy at UAP yesterday before our entrance exam. We were both really surprised since she was the last person we expected to run into there. She was waiting with her mom and the odd thing was, she didn’t look changed at all. She’s still the same old cheerful Patsy who joked around with me at Glee Club practice exactly a week ago. How does she do it? If I got kicked out of school months before graduation, I bet I’d look worse than shit. Maybe Patsy’s real good at putting up fronts. I could tell that her mom was kind of sad, though…she didn’t smile much and hardly talked to us at all. Just three days of not seeing Patsy at school made me miss her a little. But today I heard that her sentence has been lifted; she’s only suspended for an indefinite period of time. Thank God! How horrible it is to have the rest of your life destroyed because of one silly mistake.

I’m not sure if I did well at my UAP entrance exam, but I don’t think I’d go there if I made it to the other universities I applied to. It does not look like a school at all; it looks like an office. Really. If there wasn’t a sign in front that says “University of Asia and the Pacific”, you’d swear you were in an office building. There’s like this really serious atmosphere all over the place, and it’s just buildings, buildings, buildings. Not much grass. I don’t want to be in an office environment; I want to be in a learning environment. Even worse than that is the dumb high-schoolish rule that you can’t wear sleeveless tops to class. I’m not kidding, it says so in my exam permits. “Examinees who are in sleeveless tops or shorts will not be allowed to take the exam.” Sounds a lot like a posh, coed version of my high school (the people who run UAP are Opus Dei). Umm, no thanks.

My baby cousin Matthew is sooooo adorable! I’m really not the kind of girl who fawns over babies and kids, but Matthew is an exception. The moment you lay your eyes on him, I swear, you will be lovestruck for ages. When I went to my cousins’ place yesterday, I felt like kidnapping him or borrowing him for a week or two. He grew a little since I last saw him two weeks ago, and he already knows how to smile now and make these gurgling baby sounds. Ahh! Why can’t I have a baby brother or sister?