Justice should be GIVEN, a dance, a fun night, and no followers
I went to the practice for our performance for the death anniversary of Given Grace Cebanico, a UPLB student who was raped and killed last year. It was tiring, considering that we started practicing at around 8:30 pm on Wednesday. I left early because I had to bring Anya home to her dorm. It was 3 pm the next day when we started practicing again, and we only had until 6 pm to complete the dance and do some cleaning up.
The program started at exactly 6 pm. It began with a prayer for Given and for justice. I felt sick, now that I knew exactly what happened to her. It was disgusting. How could people do that to other people? She was innocent, and she was killed in a disgusting manner. I can't believe it! I do hope justice will be served quickly to the identified killers, despite the crappy justice system in the Philippines. My mindset changed from there. I no longer wanted fame; I wanted justice for Given, and I felt that our performance gave respect to her.
Unfortunately, though, I had to go after that, along with Papat. We had plans with our friends to go out for dinner. Somewhat grudgingly, we left the candle lighting ceremony and we went to Sizzlers, an eatery near UPLB. There were six of us there (me, Papat, Carlos, Gem, Marnie, and Aldrin), and we started talking about what's been happening to each of us (i.e., love lives). Tap and Daniel arrived a bit later, and we asked them stuff as well. We were only waiting for Matel, who was super busy with schoolwork, to arrive. Daniel even bought a cake for her to congratulate her on being a finalist for a singing contest in school. We had a good night, but the girls (Papat, Marnie, and Gem) had to go home early. It was suddenly boys' night out.
No, we didn't drink beer. We just watched a bit of TV there at the restaurant and talked until Carlos had to go. The rest of us agreed that if Matel didn't come by 8:50, we would leave. It was 8:49 when she arrived. So we ate the cake, which Aldrin said couldn't be done, and we had an loooooooooooooooooong argument on how much change everyone got. Then we left Sizzlers to bring Matel back to her dorm. Aldrin had to go, too, so we said goodbye to him as he left on a jeep outside the campus.
Me, Daniel, and Tap went on to play at Netopia. We didn't talk much during that; we were focused on our games. Boy stuff, you see. After that, we all left for our dorms (and me, to my aunt's house).
I fell asleep, woke up, and now I'm writing this. Still no followers, though.
