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an afternoon alone with my favorite book, broadway musicals of the 1940's...

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the title is part of the lyrics of 'if you were gay'.
there's no big deal, i just can't find a title worthy of the school fair...
i could use...
"boring" but it's too self-descriptive, there's no need for explanation
"barbie rocks!" is a little too overused and again it implies one thing: another encounter with my favorite artist
"card towers" - hmmm, quite okay... okay nevermind i'm losing grip

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it's our schoolfair! (no need for drumroll please)

i seriously think it's the wrong season to start the fair... first of all, it's too humid in the field, muddy in fact since it's raining often and we wouldn't want to stroll around it and get our pretty chucks ruined (LoL, i don't even have one)...
there's only one ride and we can't even bear to ride/play on it with all the little kids... it's not even a ride... it's a blown up play place which deflates when it rains... i wonder how it feels to be inside it while it's deflating...

there are fewer booths and the sad thing is they're practically selling the same things...

there are a lot of cons but i also have my personal pros...

spotlight.

free ticket, free food, barbie!
while others think it's harder to play crew during practices i think of it on the contrary...
during the practices, i (or we) can't do our job well, i felt so intimidated with the people around me. then after some days of repeating the same agonizing feeling of unworth... confidence eventually builds up making me lesser depressed and more... high?

oh well, i enjoyed it... even though i wasn't able to watch the whole thing.

honestly, my work was hardest (for me) during the day itself. you see, silly me decided to be crew even with an (under recovery) injured leg that's why i ended up little miss limp once again.
congratulations.

barbie was supposed to be on the intermission part but she came late (probably because of her rockwell gig on the same day) so mrs. benitez asked for someone to check if she has already arrived... kim and i volunteered... but i guess i insisted (thinking of the oppurtunity) so i took the job...
i came across a lot of mischeivous leg aggravation just to check if she has arrived...
finally after a couple of waiting... she came out of her van and we escorted her to the backstage...

autograph + pic = 1 wish to be striked off my 101 wishlist!

after her finale we then escorted her to her van...

she's so pretty... and patient with her fans, humble too... mehn, ideal idol.
so i came home... still the lucky arianne with an injured leg.

the end.