My concert, my birthday
I know it’s a month late but here it goes...
I am about to tell you what happened to our concert in PhilAm Theatre prior to my birthday.
August 29, its a Sunday. I woke up pretty late that's my regular Sunday. My Sunday would always start by waking up at around 10am. After that, I would eat my breakfast. Then take a bath so I won't miss the 11:30 mass in Big R near our subdivision. Then, I go home, eat lunch, practice my violin pieces. At 4:00pm, I ride a jeep for a 30-minute ride from Marick to Sta. Lucia.
I then, start my violin lessons from 5-6pm. Then I go home to study for next day.
But then this Sunday is special, It’s the first time that our chorale would held a concert outside school and it’s the day when I get to celebrate my birthday somewhere outside home with my mom at Glorieta. hehe
As I continue with my story…
I woke up, thinking “who is going to do my hair and make-up?” And then, the next thing I know was that I was already running late. So I asked my mom to drive to PhilAm instead. Inside the car, I was doing my hair and make-up really FAST!
I don’t know how to do it but somehow I managed. Hehe. Thank God for Lifestyle channel! However, I can’t seem to do my eyebrows. I can’t seem to get a perfect line. I decided that ate Marla would do it instead.
As I got out of the car, I headed straight to the stage, just after I dropped my bags in the dresser (being familiar with the place for a very long time).
The practice went well. However, I am still worried about my mother. She was always late or she never came. That’s why I hate her. She can’t even spare time with her family. If she keeps on doing that, she might get hurt. I called my friend, Becca she was suppose to come also. 5 minutes before we start, I called her and found out that she is still in their HOUSE!! I am mad. But then I have to caklm down. I know they won’t make it but then I still wished they would realize that the concert is about to start in about 5 minutes.
During the concert, I kept on looking at the audience for any sign of them. But to no avail. Also I was kind of thinking where the so called Mrs. OA was sitting. I would love to see her reaction after every song. She was invited by our choir master so that means she know good music. I kept on looking at this woman with a very red dyed hair. I was assuming that woman was Ms. O.A. Since she was in front, and she was always applauding us. After the concert, I found out that the woman was the mother of one of our choir mates. L It was a big disappointment. Anyways, the concert went well. After that, my friends namely: GM, Cae, Tindols, Grace, Jennylou, Jaana, and Kuya red. No sign of my mother, my brother or Becca. L Again, I was disappointed. I called them. I found out that they were not able to watch my concert! L Again, I was disappointed for the third time. If it was a baseball game I would been kicked out of the game for having 3 strikes.
So I just chatted with my friends. Then I decided to get changed. I have to remove the gown. It was killing me. But then, it wasn’t too long before my mom arrived.
She was wearing a sleeveless top and jeans. Talk about a hot momma! Hahah. I was kind of embarrassed but I don’t think I have to worry about that. I was really upset..no.. erase that. I was irate!
Good thing I was able to read Tuesdays with Morrie. It really taught me lessons that I would use for my everyday life. It said that once you have felt a certain emotion, detach yourself into it to be able to enjoy life.
So I decided we go to Greenbelt! I was hoping to eat somewhere cheap, but then my mom did the most unexpected thing. She offered that we eat in Gloria Maris, which one of the most expensive restaurant in the metro. I kind tried to talk my mom out of it, but she said that she knows what she is doing. “Ha! Yeah right” I said to myself.
Once we got there, I was shocked at the prices. My mom got herself into a huge situation here. She would have to spend more or less 10,000 pesos. Gosh, it was like 1000 per person. Anyway, she said she knows what she’s doing so I have to rely on that.
At the restaurant, we are the most noisy people. I mean really! Even if we are at the VIP room, the doors are open and everybody could hear our conversation.
I was kind of embarrassed at the way we are acting, but hey, it my birthday. I’m turning twenty. I’m leaving my teen years for crying out loud. Give me a break!
Just when I thought, I was the one doing something wrong, by making a scandal, my friend, Jaana, just did the worst at that moment. She really pissed off one of the waiters in that restaurant. She kept on talking about “Integrated Marketing”. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like she doesn’t know what she is doing. Actually she does. Being a communication and marketing student in UA&P, she should know everything about SERVICE. But, the way she handled the situation was really bellow the belt. She is too tactless.
She does not have the right to humiliate a person. It’s depersonalizing. From what learned in Philosophy that is not the way to make a person better.
Having learned that, I just kept quiet about the whole thing ‘cause I don’t want to humiliate my friend either. I just tried to be nice at the waiter to compensate the shame he got from Jaana. It is the best that I can do at that situation.
The dinner was hilarious. We get to talk about anything inform of my mother. I probably think that I was a good hostess at that time. There was no one was quiet. Everyone participated at the jokes they made mostly about me and my butt! Of course, lead by none other than Kuya Red and Jaana! Hey! I’m a good sport! I can take criticism and humiliation lightly.
I would have to say, that is the most wonderful birthday I’d have in years, being with my close friends and my mom. I enjoyed and cherished the night. Unfortunately, there was no camera to capture the moment. Maybe that was destined to be. What happened inside that VIP room was something that the people in there would keep to themselves and be a memory that they wouldn’t forget.
As I wake up the next day, which was my birthday, I woke up from the most wonderful dream.
I am about to tell you what happened to our concert in PhilAm Theatre prior to my birthday.
August 29, its a Sunday. I woke up pretty late that's my regular Sunday. My Sunday would always start by waking up at around 10am. After that, I would eat my breakfast. Then take a bath so I won't miss the 11:30 mass in Big R near our subdivision. Then, I go home, eat lunch, practice my violin pieces. At 4:00pm, I ride a jeep for a 30-minute ride from Marick to Sta. Lucia.
I then, start my violin lessons from 5-6pm. Then I go home to study for next day.
But then this Sunday is special, It’s the first time that our chorale would held a concert outside school and it’s the day when I get to celebrate my birthday somewhere outside home with my mom at Glorieta. hehe
As I continue with my story…
I woke up, thinking “who is going to do my hair and make-up?” And then, the next thing I know was that I was already running late. So I asked my mom to drive to PhilAm instead. Inside the car, I was doing my hair and make-up really FAST!
I don’t know how to do it but somehow I managed. Hehe. Thank God for Lifestyle channel! However, I can’t seem to do my eyebrows. I can’t seem to get a perfect line. I decided that ate Marla would do it instead.
As I got out of the car, I headed straight to the stage, just after I dropped my bags in the dresser (being familiar with the place for a very long time).
The practice went well. However, I am still worried about my mother. She was always late or she never came. That’s why I hate her. She can’t even spare time with her family. If she keeps on doing that, she might get hurt. I called my friend, Becca she was suppose to come also. 5 minutes before we start, I called her and found out that she is still in their HOUSE!! I am mad. But then I have to caklm down. I know they won’t make it but then I still wished they would realize that the concert is about to start in about 5 minutes.
During the concert, I kept on looking at the audience for any sign of them. But to no avail. Also I was kind of thinking where the so called Mrs. OA was sitting. I would love to see her reaction after every song. She was invited by our choir master so that means she know good music. I kept on looking at this woman with a very red dyed hair. I was assuming that woman was Ms. O.A. Since she was in front, and she was always applauding us. After the concert, I found out that the woman was the mother of one of our choir mates. L It was a big disappointment. Anyways, the concert went well. After that, my friends namely: GM, Cae, Tindols, Grace, Jennylou, Jaana, and Kuya red. No sign of my mother, my brother or Becca. L Again, I was disappointed. I called them. I found out that they were not able to watch my concert! L Again, I was disappointed for the third time. If it was a baseball game I would been kicked out of the game for having 3 strikes.
So I just chatted with my friends. Then I decided to get changed. I have to remove the gown. It was killing me. But then, it wasn’t too long before my mom arrived.
She was wearing a sleeveless top and jeans. Talk about a hot momma! Hahah. I was kind of embarrassed but I don’t think I have to worry about that. I was really upset..no.. erase that. I was irate!
Good thing I was able to read Tuesdays with Morrie. It really taught me lessons that I would use for my everyday life. It said that once you have felt a certain emotion, detach yourself into it to be able to enjoy life.
So I decided we go to Greenbelt! I was hoping to eat somewhere cheap, but then my mom did the most unexpected thing. She offered that we eat in Gloria Maris, which one of the most expensive restaurant in the metro. I kind tried to talk my mom out of it, but she said that she knows what she is doing. “Ha! Yeah right” I said to myself.
Once we got there, I was shocked at the prices. My mom got herself into a huge situation here. She would have to spend more or less 10,000 pesos. Gosh, it was like 1000 per person. Anyway, she said she knows what she’s doing so I have to rely on that.
At the restaurant, we are the most noisy people. I mean really! Even if we are at the VIP room, the doors are open and everybody could hear our conversation.
I was kind of embarrassed at the way we are acting, but hey, it my birthday. I’m turning twenty. I’m leaving my teen years for crying out loud. Give me a break!
Just when I thought, I was the one doing something wrong, by making a scandal, my friend, Jaana, just did the worst at that moment. She really pissed off one of the waiters in that restaurant. She kept on talking about “Integrated Marketing”. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like she doesn’t know what she is doing. Actually she does. Being a communication and marketing student in UA&P, she should know everything about SERVICE. But, the way she handled the situation was really bellow the belt. She is too tactless.
She does not have the right to humiliate a person. It’s depersonalizing. From what learned in Philosophy that is not the way to make a person better.
Having learned that, I just kept quiet about the whole thing ‘cause I don’t want to humiliate my friend either. I just tried to be nice at the waiter to compensate the shame he got from Jaana. It is the best that I can do at that situation.
The dinner was hilarious. We get to talk about anything inform of my mother. I probably think that I was a good hostess at that time. There was no one was quiet. Everyone participated at the jokes they made mostly about me and my butt! Of course, lead by none other than Kuya Red and Jaana! Hey! I’m a good sport! I can take criticism and humiliation lightly.
I would have to say, that is the most wonderful birthday I’d have in years, being with my close friends and my mom. I enjoyed and cherished the night. Unfortunately, there was no camera to capture the moment. Maybe that was destined to be. What happened inside that VIP room was something that the people in there would keep to themselves and be a memory that they wouldn’t forget.
As I wake up the next day, which was my birthday, I woke up from the most wonderful dream.
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