So yesterday, we were called to participate in Pinaglabanan Day! Whoo. At first we thought, hey it'll be just like CTK but then...it wasn't.

We were made to wait under the sun in N.Domingo for 2 hours. 1 hour of which, we were standing up! Until we were given the order to fall out and sit down on the bangketa (or sidewalk).

There were other schools there...like...San Juan National High School. They've got a good CAT thing going on...and Fountain International School, they were speaking some European language that even I could not distinguish.

So while we were under the sun, wearing shirts that exposed our names to the whole world, we chatted about random things. We got darker, I've got a tanline now...and eventually we put our backs against each other to cover the names.

Our commandant later ask us why it was taking so long...and from the students at the other schools, we were able to get that...

The mass had taken too long.

A parade of trucks took place.

The military marching band or drill team (whatever you call it) was there, performing and took up time.

And there were little boy scouts and some karate kids partaking as well.

When we were FINALLY called to fall in again, we were told to march but we all ended up walking because the parade kept stopping and going.

Oh and you know how Filipinos are, they take pictures of unknown people. LOL. We heard several exclamations of..."UY! ICA, ICA!" and then they took pictures of us...marching/walking forward with the school flag.

I saw the mayor of San Juan but we all didn't care. We went into the garisson and were supposed to plant trees there but then our commandant wanted to go home so...we rode back to ICA. Took our food...but before that, we saw military jeeps and wanted to try riding in one.

I think that the guys riding it were amused with us 'cause we were waving and pointing and saying, "Yan na lang sakyan natin pauwi!" and one of them actually asked us if we wanted to. But...safety comes first so...we couldn't.

We crammed ourselves into two vans, rode back with our food...and ate it in ICA, under the gallery.

Inside the styrofoam containers were: 2 pieces of longanisa, one hard boiled egg, rock salt, and a big serving of rice. We wondered who cooked it because it looked like military rations. LOL. And the people who gave it to us were the military personnel.

In anycase, since I don't eat longanisa anyway, I peeled off the shell of the egg and ate it with like one third of the rice before putting the food into the leftover bin and going off to wait for my sister to fetch me.

Now that I think about it, it's actually quite fun. I love it. I hope next year, we get to wear our fatigues and march with our combat boots killing our feet despite wearing 3 pairs of socks.

I shall update this journal soon...or in 3 months. Busy schedules have taken over my 3rd year brain...I'M FAILING MY SUBJECTS! Like omg! Low scores on the card!! (Low for my mother's standards...which also became mine so...LOW!)