Our Teacher John Herrera ( our teacher/designer at the Fashion Institute of the Philippines) visited us this morning in school! (yep, Miriam College) Yey! He promised he'll see our MC UNIFORM EVOLUTION exhibit (coz he missed our first fashion show!). It's our first exhibit! woohoo! :0 For this exhibit we used omygod I forgot the spelling? croquie? (kro-kie) they are patterns used in school (if you don't know how to draw yet). We used em coz we only had a day to finish sketching for our exhibit!
Super hectic day! and super... I think super today...and lately i've been sooo different. All I can say is that I'm tired. 
I'm tired...wounded...hurt...disappointed.. all because of what's happening..and all because of me.
But i found my satori (my enlightenment) and I think I wanna stay in this level for sometime. I realized something... I loove crying..with the rain and in the rain. I felt soo free. 
and tonight, i'm letting it all go.
I'm sorry I disappointed a lot of people. I released my anger to the wrong person.. I'm sorry mami tin nahurt kita.
I want to cry some more... Teacher John reminded us kanina... it's okay to be hurt sometimes. It's okay to cry.
It's okay to do almost EVERYTHING and still be the bad person.. kasi wala naman tama sa lahat ng sitwasyon.. walang purely tama. I misunderstood someone before...and so, ayan, this is how it feels like to be the one misunderstood. But lahat ito may reason.. I know. But we don't always hafta understand... we'll just live.
I don't know if I'm making sense...
You know, I just wanted to share this *happiness* of being able to achieve things... to know na, gaad I can do this.. to know na life can be unfair but you can do something about it... so di ka nagrereklamo.. so even if ganito, may ginagawa ka... wanted to open oppotunities na we don't really entertain that much... alam mo un, I don't wanna see you guys deprived of what's supposed to be yours... I know if its yours it'll come... but no, sometimes, you hafta fight for it. It's yours but you've gotta exert effort to have it. Na maybe...with your little voices we can make a difference...
But then....I guess I pushed you guys too hard. Did i? I guess I dreamed of something too big that hindi ninyo ma-handle? This is like a challenge for us... this is what you asked for, and now you have it... ano? I guess what i've got in mind was too big for you... hndi ninyo pa kaya...
Today I heard your answers... silently you guys are screaming at me na.... "maika, we've had enough. Ayaw na namin". Blind. Deaf. Numb. Didn't you feel this? Hindi ko man lang naramdaman na ayaw nila ito... na parang they feel they hafta do this kasi wala choice? Mahirap ba? mahirap ba umupo, tumambay habang kami na dadalawa ay ikot ng ikot?
Yeah maika, nilagay mu sila dito eh, ilabas mu sila ngayon. This is not the plan... dream natin non diba we'll do it together?...eto ulit I expected ulit... never expect nga eh. makulit ka kasi eh. (i'm talking to myself) i'm done.
BAG LADY
(suggested song of Teacher John)
Alright y'all, let's jam this
Mmm oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh oh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Mmm oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh oh
Mmm, mmm
Bag lady, you gon' hurt your back
Draggin' all them bags like that
I guess nobody ever told you
All you must hold on to is you, is you, is you
One day all them bags gon' get in your way
One day all them bags gon' get in your way
I said, one day all them bags gon' in your way
One day all them bags gon' get in your way, so
Pack light, mmm
Pack light, mmm mmm
Pack light, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Pack light, hoo, hoo
Bag lady, you gon' miss your bus
You can't hurry up 'cause you got too much stuff
When they see you comin', n***s take off runnin' from you
It's true, oh, yes, they do
One day he gon' say, "You crowded my space"
One day he gon' say, "You crowded my space"
I said, one day he gon' say, "You crowded my space"
One day he gon' say, "You crowded my space," so
Pack light, mmm, mmm, mmm
Pack light, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I know
Sometimes it's hard and we can't let go, oh
If someone hurts you, oh, so bad inside
You can't deny it, you can't stop cryin', so
Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh
If you stop weepin', hey, hey, hey, hey
One of these days you gon' say
Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh
You won't believe it, you feel so much better, so much better
Let's pack it one more time
Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh
Yeah, yeah, ol' lady say
Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah
So in my garbage bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about the grocery bag lady
Bet your love can make it better
I'm all into my Gucci bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about the paper sack lady
Bet your love can make it better
What about my nickel bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Lay a pack on your back you bag lady
Bet your love can make it better
And what about my booty bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about the cheap sack baby
Bet your love can make it better
Said what about the plastic bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
To my baby back mamas, yeah
Bet your love can make it better
For all my book bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Ziplock bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And what about my business bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
For all my shopping bag ladies
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
And in a coach bag lady
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Written by E Badu and S Martin
