Patty (woodycakes) wrote,

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United Batch Day

The UN thing wasn't so bad after all. 4A actually won something. Who would have thought? Certainly not the class as we walked out on an empty wasteland the day before. I was so disheartened by the outcome of the decorations on the first day because I knew we could have done so much better considering we got Europe.

But the class proved me wrong. Everything fell into place this morning and was I relieved as ever that it did. I didn't think we coudl pull it off. But thanks to the fantabulous classmates and wonderful shiftees, the Eurotrip experience was definitely worth the wait. Everyone worked so hard and everyone was so game! It was so great!

From the hotter Scotty, Carla, to the other Scotty, Gela (I you), to the models in Paris like Lexi, to the lovely fromagé chef, Sam, to the Spice Girls, like Bea, to the Greek muses like Mindy, Christa, Julie, Ericka and Niann, to the crazy ass beer drinkers, Monesca, with matching Hitler, Rizza, and Paola, and how could I forget the two lovely Micas, Fen-fenita and Meggie and to the rest of the class who worked their asses off, it was a wonderfully fantastic presentation. We're interactive alright.

Whew! That was a loooong run-on. I thought being a stewardess would be a piece of cake. Just let them sit in the seats and then leave them to rot while the tour goes on. Apparently, I was very much mistaken. I had to entertain them. Not kidding either. Haddie was very good at this, and somehow I totally flubbed. At first, I was clueless as to what the crap I was going to make up. I thought I could get away with just sitting in the corner and crocheting my scarf. I was dead wrong. The look on the faces of the patiently waiting passengers was just too much. I had to do something.

So I did what I did best, I started talking and talking. I probably didn't make sense half the time and I was getting really self-conscious because I was standing and gabbing in front of fifteen people at a time, most of whom I didn't know at all (including male teachers who apparently give really good blank stares that make you feel really creepy and stupid) and I actually ran out of things to say. I was rambling and trying to keep my allergies down at the same time.

It didn't do much good either that I had the most terrible allergy and I couldn't even try to fake an accent. But I guess, it all worked out fine in the end. Everyone was happy and miraculously, the classroom didn't take much to clean. The classroom was spick and span before the Spice World CD even ended. Just in time for everyone to transfer over to Club B for the most rocking party the batch has ever had.

No boys, no drinks, no outfits. Just pure dancing. And who needs a large venue when you can cram practically the entire batch in a half of Club B? Charging at the entrance has been considered by almost everyone, and I'm actually warming up to the idea. We could make a lot of cash.

Still, more than the prospect of the money we could have earned and the awards we earned, I figured these were the good things I was going to remember about high school. Yeah, there are horrible times and they probably outnumber the good things ten to one, but it doesn't matter, because no matter what crap the batch has been through together these past few weeks, they seem meaningless. Despite all the rifts and tiffs and all the problems, times like these prove that we can indeed, unite. We're still one batch. Seniors Rock! And we will definitely conquer.

But I have to give a shout out to 4A: We are the best!

Ericka, Mon A, Fen, Lexi, Christa
Hanna, Dana, Krystle, Yvina, Gela
Monesca, Kathleen, Raia, Niann, Nica
Lian, Kimchi, Anna, Mitch
Jo'anne, Chey, Sam, Bea Nak, Jessica
Janna, Paola, Haddie, Txyla, Rizza
Eena, Mindy, Bea Sor, Nan Nan, Kimi
Meggie, Kat, Carla, and Julie

We will make it! Just 147 more days and we are out!!!

I still have to study for Trig and Physics and do my English IW and I'm so tired from today, and I don't want to go to school tomorrow and we have the Chapter Two due on Tuesday and so many things piled up on top of the other and...

Twenty-four hours from now, I will be a happy person.
Tags: high school friends, high school senior
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