High School Musical on Ice Expee @ the Big Dome

I want fabulous! That is my simple request. Lalalala… HSM on Ice got me singing! Last Saturday, I watched High School Musical on Ice together with my cousins Mara, her ate Chinie, IC, Camille and Tita Rose. We got VIP upper box tickets from Tita Rose. VIP sounds cool, but there’s not much difference with the seats. Except that we got a better view of the stage more than anyone else. The show was just awesome! It reminded me that once when I was a kid, I wanted to be a figure skater. Haha.

It wasn’t much a surprise when we saw a crowd lining up for the show. But the audience is somewhat I haven’t expected. Darn it, I said, because I thought I don’t suit for the show anymore, it’s a show for the kids, not for teens-wishing-they-were-kids-again like myself. Tita Rose asked us if we want something to buy before we get inside, and pointed her lips toward the kiosk selling High School Musical stuffs. All the merchandises are cute, and Tita Rose thought of buying us anything we want. Hell yeah, the stuffs were all good, but the prices are a shock! How much would a bag of multi-colored cotton candy cost? Probably you’re thinking it’s around 40-60 pesos. Guess what? You’re totally wrong! The cotton candy costs two hundred bucks! I’m not kidding! How much would you think a snow cone that comes with a lighting tumbler cost? 50 pesos? 70? A hundred or two? WRONG! It costs 600 bucks! A wand costs 700, an HSM doll costs 800, an HSM tote bag , 900 ; HSM lollipop, 200; HSM coloring book, 300; finally an HSM shirt costs 1,200. The franchisers must be very good at making money, huh? Also, seeing foreigners sell the stuffs was a treat. It was like Divisoria in Cubao. There was this foreigner who sells an HSM book which costs 250, with his chant “bumili na po kayo, mga ma’am” which was delivered with no twangs at all. If that man competed against Ruffa Gutierrez in a Filipino diction competition, Ruffa will surely lose by a total knock out. So after pondering over how the stuffs were priced, we decided to take a picture of the kiosk instead, then we got inside the coliseum.

I thought the show is going to be a bore, but I was totally wrong! The songs got me singing and the skaters got me wanting for more twirls and glides. I enjoyed the sweet laughter of the kids around me, moms asking their children if they were enjoying the show, and the loud screams and tweaks from the audience. I enjoyed everything! What’s so cool about the show is that, if you have watched both films, HSM 1 and 2, you will surely expect that the dance steps performed in the movie will be shown as well on the show. They were able to put the dances on the show with a twist of skating. The casts wore the same clothes, the props are well made and thought of and the effects are WOW. You’ll be surely amazed with the slow-mo basketball game of the wild cats, snowing of basketball balls, and the “kilig-factor” of Gabriela and Troy. The cast portrayed the characters well, and what’s more amazing about the show is that they were able to squeeze in both films in just a couple and a half hour without missing any important scenes in the movie. We were able to take some vids and pics of the show using camera phones and IC’s mp4. But heck, phones and mp4 were useless; they were either out of memory space or low batt. It’s a pity I was not able to bring a camera. Hay, sayang! I’ll post some of the pics and vids on my next post.

After the show, me and my cousins had our very own show as well. It’s called Mayhem in Highschool Musical on Ice. Hahaha! Why? Here’s the story:
After the show, we decided to take some groups pics with the stage being the background. Chinie decided to go farther to get a better angle of the stage, stepped on the seat, and accidentally slipped in between the seats. We were some of the few who went out last, and the staffs were starting to fix the stage for the next show. So we laughed so loud that it echoed inside the stadium! Chinie got a cut on her big toe for the price of taking a souvenir pic of the show. Since she was teary-eyed because of her toe, we went out. It was noticeable that there’s something wrong on her foot because of the way she walks, then a kid approached her and said: “can you dance?” The kid might have noticed the way she walks. Then Chinie said these words: “dumudugo na nga paa ko baka duguin na din yung ilong ko” We laughed so loud that everyone ahead of us looked back.

To conclude that never-to-forget experience, here are some of the things you will get from a VIP access:
1. a better view of the stage
2. a cut on the toe
3. nosebleed
4. Last but not the least, embarrassment.
Hahaha!

For Sunday’s CWTS, we had a getting to know activity. We’re asked to write our first impression on a paper posted on our backs. Here’s my paper (sorry for the creases, I’ve just scanned it) and look at my classmates’ first impression on me. Tahimik ba talaga ako? Hindi yata…ako makakapayag. Tsk..tsk..

Share ko lang... my pamangkin..Erica Skye...cute nya no?? (:

First quarter pa lang!

The first month of being a college student was- well, rough. Count in the chief reason of going to school six days straight, plus the NSTP-CWTS that bores me out every Sunday afternoon which was once a nirvana-a picture of my couch potato self every lazy Sunday afternoon back in high school, plus college algebra, plus the eye bags and dark circles around my eyes. And oh, add in a few classmates who irritate me and a professor who does nothing but talk about sex and preach things about the bible at the same time. Crap.

College is truly something one must consider taking seriously. It will decide on what sort of future you will live- the prosperous life or the lining-up-for-NFA-rice one. Adjusting is difficult; you will have to cope with the new environment, because everything and everyone will have no interest with adjusting for you like how it’s like in high school. There are people whom you will easily get along with, and there are also the ones whom you wouldn’t dare talking or fighting with for the sake of peace and unity. There are great professors who really do what is due doing, and there are some who does nothing but talk garbage and waste hours with unrelated things to the subject which could have been wisely used for sleeping and doing much important stuffs.

And the greatest thing I whine about- my P.E. professor. Why? Mainly because he’s a pervert. He does nothing but utter awful words, talk about sex and human genitals, and, ironically speaking, evangelize us with the ideas of his bible (or self-written bible, I dunno where on earth did he find such ideas, considering that he’s a Catholic), instead of making us do warm ups, play sports or whatever physical activities. I could have been happier if I jog around the campus for an hour instead of hearing his unbearable talks. He was saying blasphemous things about God and Virgin Mary. Like, he clearly stated that Mary was not a virgin. He said that after giving birth to Jesus, she had sons and daughters with Joseph, reached old age and died as opposed to the dogma that Mary assumed into heaven, with flesh and blood, after the ascension of her child Jesus to heaven. Hearing things like this has become excruciating and it was like hitting below the belt. Being a Catholic myself, those things he says are offensive. I don’t have problems with my faith (I thank my school for this), what I worry the most is that, his profane words might deceive people. Grrrr… I think I can’t do anything about it for the mean time. I will just have to hum my favorite song for the next two months whenever he talks. I don’t want to drop any of my subjects, either, but the moment I ran out of patience, I won’t have two minds of dropping his class (it’s not even that important) and report him in the Office of Student Development Services (OSDS) even without the consent of my parents. Hayyyy…

College could have been better for me if, and only if:
5. there are no “maarte” classmates
4. there is a storm signal number four in Gen. Luna cor. Muralla St. in Intramuros every Sunday afternoon, if not, rallyist should rally in Dep’t of Labor and Employment Intramuros 1 pm every Sunday.
3. College Algebra is not a prerequisite to Trigonometry
2. No Prof. D.O.M.
1. SM Manila was just a step away from PLM

So another thing, I took the Ang Pamantasan Examination (APEX), the exams for the new staffers of PLMs official student publication, and blimey, it’s the first time I had a blast in written exams! The test is divided into four parts: the editorial/ opinion, news writing, Feature/ Sports News, and Literature/ Filipino writing, respectively. I enjoyed working on everything. The opinion writing was about student activism in school papers. The next one is News Writing. In here we were asked to look for news around the campus for thirty minutes. By that exact time the task was given, a stock room in GK was on fire. So I decided to write about it, together with my news buddy Ate Chelle from College of Mass Comm. We immediately went to GK to look for someone to interview, but we failed to look for one. We proceeded to the Activity Center and there was someone announcing suspension of classes on affected buildings. After he made his announcements, we threw a lot of questions to him about the fire. Until I asked my last question: “Sir, ano po pangalan nila?” And then the good man told us: “Isulat niyo, Atty. Ernesto Maceda Jr.” Crap. I didn’t have any idea that he was PLM’s Vice President! So with a red face and a never-to-be-forgotten shame, I went off to write my news. That is definitely an experience I will never ever forget. The results were given, and I passed the written exam! The last test, the panel interview, will decide on our fate in the paper. The panel interview is no joke; the editors of each section will be the interviewers together with the editor-in-chief of Manila Bulletin, whose office happens to be beside PLM. Cool huh?

Last one. There was this activist girl who happens to be a year younger than me who tried to recruit me in their group. I met her in APEX and she happens to be my buddy in feature writing. She really speaks very well that all I knew was utter the word wow. But my parents reminded me very well not to join any unofficial group, and I still love my life. Haha.

Hala...1 week 'til midterm... goodluck na lang sa'kin... (:

Hayyy.. Pagod!
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