The Busay Trip
The past few days have been good and bad.
I’ve received a letter from my penpal in Denmark. =D I’ve slept at 1 am just to make another batch of letters to my penpals in Slovakia, Denmark and Japan. Nothing can replace personal good ‘ol handwriting. There’s always something very special in every stroke. That means the 1 o’ clock was worth it!
Our trip to Busay was alright. Although, it was better the last time. That morning, I packed up my stuff for the trip. At that time, I’ve recently learned a really quick Japanese shirt folding technique. It was even from Queer Eye! By the way, I’m not gay. Entering the school, I first saw Andrew, Dennis and James at their usual waiting spot — the bench. I asked, "Where’s everybody?"; "They left na". I was surprised since I was just 15 minutes late ("just" in my standards!). They were leaving also, they just were waiting for something. They’ve mentioned that Mr. Langahin needs a ride; so I’ve waited a couple of minutes, then we left. As we went up, he was talking about the college courses I plan to take. I want to take up business and culinary arts. We just kept discussing about the possible colleges and its courses. UA & P seems to be my first choice.
We’ve finally reached it. As I went down everybody was setting things up and sir asked to bring the stuff down from my car. I helped set up the tents and took some pictures (for our school newspaper) right after piling up our bags.
At the middle of everything. The "bell" rang (if you consider glass and spoons one). The TAAS meeting was about to start. We entered a dim room lit by its chandelier in the middle and some of it’s light outside. Everybody sat at the chairs at room’s walls. We all faced the table at its center. It was kinda’ short. We just were discussing about what to do today and tomorrow after praying the rosary.
When the afternoon was coming to a close, everything was all at its place. Now it’s time to cook! We brought barbeques, ribs and soda. Dennis and I tried to light up some charcoal, and we did (after almost an hour)!
The rain came pouring in and now our tents were all wet! I could hear shouting everywhere and I also donated my fair share. =P What was great was the teamwork we all gave. Everything was all very well coordinated. We’ve managed to move our tents and fit a roof over it. Then we worked together to clean up the inside. We were all soaking wet after that. Now’s the perfect time to use the Japanese shirt folding technique. =P
The While the people were cooking, a few of us started talking about philosophy. It was actually interesting. I was arguing over whether freedom reallys exists. The question that really irked the group was "Can you kill your own mother?". That seems simple enough, but I had to make it harder by saying "You will, if there is a cause". Everyone answered "yes". I answered the same reply more than 10 times, so you can imagine how aggravated they were!
Dinner was ready. Everybody was at the table outside the house except me and the few people who were talking back there. We were playing billiards. =P We ate after most of them left the table. Everybody was getting ready to sleep in the house except us who were sleeping at the tent. We stayed up all night listening to the i-pod and drinking soda. We were waiting till morning to drink some beer. When morning finally arrived, we bought some Tanduay and some Coke since there wasn’t any beer. I ended up sleeping after that, while everyone else were wide awake.
Since it rained that night, we couldn’t climb up the mountain. This is why the other trip was alot better. Anyways’… we ended up cooking all our food. That meant that there were piles of food on the table (okay, maybe I’m kinda’ exaggerating). While we waited for our car, we played some poker. lol
Well that’s our trip. I just gave this blog a less personal touch. I’m experimenting on other styles for the Surfing Times (our school newspaper)!
