I woke up on wednesday morning feeling anxious but exited, I ate breakfast  took a bath and gone to school elated
we have read manga mesiah while we are waiting for the bell, arguing with an irritable person on the way, I was sure that our performance will be fine. we have a good practice, the sinakulo group was LOL. I tought they will have the best performance

    the bell rang I sat at my chair, I can hardly wait for it. i cant pay attention to class. At last 3rd period

my group got dressed siple but expressive. the PUTONG WILL GO 1ST.

THEY JUST READ THE CONTEXT WHILE lol. they recieved a sermon together with playful fa-ed.
the PASYON  was fairly good, tough they didnt show the whole essence.
at last, our turn.

we are like comediand on stage. playing a story written by yours truly. well I am the serious one at least for I am the narator.

the others delivered the script that was not that funny(for me) and so simple, to a great and entertaining show

the hour was up tommorrow is another day.

we copied something while waiting,

THERE ARE THREE THINGS I WAS ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE
FIRST, THE SENAKULO GROUP WILL DELIVER THEIR PIECE NICELY
SECOND, THERE IS A PART OF ME FEELING BORED ABOUT SOMETHING
AND THIRD I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE END OF THIS WHERE THE GRADES WILL BE ANOUNCED

but I was wrong the senakulo was a mess, good thing it is short. and so does the SANTACRUZAN

MA'AM DIDN'T announced the grades looking fairly disapointed the grades.