As I woke up in the morning, I knew I'm going to present in class during Filipino. I am going to expect to get a not-so-high score in the presentation because we lack practice. We practiced for ICL and as Filipino came, I feel nervous. The group members are all boys and they are hard to handle. The best thing was, the teacher moved the presentation on Monday and gave her time to practice, but I feel like the presentation is also going to be a bad one. I also reminded them about the costume and the props and I'm likely expecting them to forget so I prepared also my backup costumes. Good luck to me on Monday.
On 3:30 PM, we had our 'first Friday mass'. Everything was well prepared than the last one, but the thing that I noticed is that children don't know what to do. They don't know when to sit, to stand, or to kneel. I'm a bit glad they sand the songs but I feel like they didn't attend masses during Sunday. So I was still disappointed.
As my father pick us up, my sister said there was an emergency. My mother said that our grandmother died. Not when she died there, my uncle wanted my mother to see how he beat up our Lola (Lola means grandmother). He doesn't realize what he's going to do to her. I really, really want him to be arrested. He is also a drug user in the past and sometimes he does harmful things to his children. As we arrived in Jollibee, I realized it was fake and I'm glad to see my Lola alive. We ate dinner there and since I was very tired, I slept in the car and after we went home, I slept after arriving without realizing I forgot an assignment that has to be passed today.
My Family
My grandmother
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