IT IS SO NOT FAIR!!!
Why did they have to stop the party when everyone's just being turned on? It is so unfair. Why did one’s fault punish all of us? Why did they have to be very strict that night when in fact they want us to have fun? How can we have fun when we are very restricted by the rules?
Last night, December 19, Disco cum Christmas Party cum Hip-hop dance contest was held at PHS grounds. It is supposed to start at exactly 5, but it started already at quarter to 6. We students didn’t dance right after the program started because contenders for the Hip-Hop dance contest were to present their dance pieces. We are not allowed to stand up, so even though we can’t see the dancers we just pretended we did. Frankly speaking, it bored me to hell. Good thing was, I brought a book, a romance novel to read on. It was way more interesting and challenging than the party that was happening. I’m really against of the contest that was held because it’ll just lessen our time to dance. And when the competition was over, we ate our foods. Then the “real party” started. We danced, even though we don’t know how to, just letting our bodies move into the beat of the sound. The sounds were not that good, and the lights were not good either compared to the great combinations of music and light effects the previous years. An hour later, by 8:30 pm, a not-so-good incident happened. One was injured because somebody did it to him intentionally. That stopped the whole fun, if we were really having fun.
The event last night, if I’ll call it, was a mess, a wreck and a major disappointment. Why?
1. The party was only 5 hours.
2. The fact that we cannot dance our hearts out for 5 hours. Subtract the time for opening program, the contest, the teachers’ sermon, our eating of the food and everything.
3. We only danced for an hour!
4. The sweet/slow music was only three! (as I can remember. King and Queen of Hearts, The One Who Won My Heart, I forgot the other one.)
5. We are very bounded by the rules plus the fact that our teacher always has her eye on us.
6. My classmates are killjoy. They are not dancing. They’re just staring to me as if saying, “Huh?! What are you doing?”
7. The party was cut around 8:30 because of that freakin’ incident.
8. Platinum received only ONE award (or should I say TWO?)
9. I’m not satisfied with the food. Ang mahal ng binayad ko dun aah! Tapos yun lang? Graham Cake was the only masarap and yet, minimal amount can be given to each of us. So bitin! (Good thing Regie gave his share to me! Ha-ha!)
10. We were allowed to leave the school quarter to ten. Tsk!
Only means a thing, I did not enjoy, well for an hour, I did. Plus that I’m with him in going home! 
2 comments:
Would you dance on the battle grounds of thugs? Would you be 100% enjoying if you know that your safety is jeopardized every minute that you stay on the crossfire? What if that block of ice hit that little head of yours and your brains flowed out of the wound, is the party worth that?
hmm., it's a hypothetical question so i can't answer it. But it didn't happen to me, unfortunately. kaya ok lang. haha.. Pero kasi, I love partying kaya i was kinda disappointed.. It didn't reach may satisfactory standards.. haha.. LET ME ASK YOU, DID YOU ENJOY?
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