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Name: Esther Grace T. Batungbacal
Age: 18 years young.
Likes: Soccer, Figure-skating, Debate, Reading, and Milkshakes.
About Me: If you did it, I did it before. If you got it, I had it.
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title: Good in All Things
date: Friday, April 24, 2009
time:Friday, April 24, 2009
Today was the last day of LCM. I have approximately a week of rest, then LSC begins on the week after. We had a simulation exam in Math, Filipino, English, and Science. I scored very low in Filipino. Boo.

Anyway, I was disappointed because my parents didn't want to drive me anywhere. I decided to be patient, and to respect their decision. Then Joaquin texted and asked if I wanted to play soccer with him. I felt bad because I couldn't go, and he said that it wasn't the first time I blew him off.

So I appealed to my mom, and she finally decided to drive me-- but only to Ateneo. It was better than nothing, even if I knew that I was bound to miss a lot because I couldn't go to Eastwood. So I rushed home and fixed my things. Joaquin was already there, waiting. And it was traffic along the fly-over. I made it at around 5pm, and saw many familiar faces. SEP had just ended, and I miss it so much.

Moments later, Joaquin and I started to play soccer on the field beside Moro. It was fun, because the grass was wet, and I felt my kleats squishing in the mud. It was a fun day, and I'm beat. I enjoyed my long cold shower, and we had dinner in Azul. Their food was excellent.

Even though I couldn't go to Eastwood, I still enjoyed this day, because I was able to play soccer with my best friend. I thank my mom for sacrificing her time, and driving me all the way to Ateneo despite the heavy traffic. I'm really blessed to have a mom like her. I thank my dad too, because he was the one who offered to pick me up, even if his dinner would get delayed. Best parents ever.


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