A Day Spent so Trill

A Day spent so trill
Having borne a bulky and black shoulder bag loaded of decent business attire, having worn indoor white t-shirt and black short, I was going to go into Rommel’shouse, my friendly classmate. As I walked alone, I wondered how would l looked later at the Get-Together Night Party in our school. I wish my burrowed "coat and tie" would alleviate the critical condition of my face. I also wondered what would be the faces of my dear classmates later. Maybe they were hurriedly finding dresses or coats appropriate to them and tried all the ways to be beautified but still no effect. Indeed, the one I waited was the girl I admired before. I can imagined how would she looked later in the party.

Actually, the house where I should go now was near to our school where the party held so I rather took a glimpse to the venue. I felt startled to what i saw because everything is very formal, The tables were covered with a white cloth, the seats covered of red clothes, like you were in a five-star restaurant. It is very unusual to see such things because the school I knew always filled of problematic, busy students who hurriedly submitted their projects on due, always made an appeal in teachers, compete in every competition outside the school and always burden of school works.

I never knew that I had gone too early. As a result I was annoyed to wait for an hour beside Velasco's house. In every passing hour, three of my close friends arrived; Cornejo, tall, curly hair and weirdo, Sam gleeful, slightly malnourished and slightly short, And Tebia silent-type, tall, white but slightly malnourished. When Rommel, whos lightly black, his heightwas normal and bad-tempered, invited us to go inside their house, Rommel's Tita invited us for a small diner celebration for the graduation held yesterday. Homemade Palabok, Red Ribbon Chocolate Cake, and sticky sweet Biko were the dishes we ate. We rather had taken a rest awhile before we fixed ourselves for the party. Carrying...