Classy, classy, classy

So I was a staff for the UST Christmas Concert for two consecutive days. I was a stage manager, and it's not an easy job, most especially when you have to deal with difficult people.

I remember this one girl we call f bitch. For two consecutive years now, she's been nothing but a pain in the ass for the staffers. She reaaaaaaly loves to bitch around, and I seriously don't know what she gets from it. I was kind of hoping not to see her playing this year, but, alas, she's still alive.

So during rehearsals, the director asked me to let the orchestra in, in a single line. So I told the orchestra as they entered the hall to fall in a single line. F bitch answered back, "Orchestra kami, so iba-iba kasi yung pwesto namin. Hindi kami pwedeng mag single line." I told her, "Para lang po maayos."

And she went to her position. Two minutes later, she approached me. I don't think she's comfortable with the fact that I got the last say in our little argument.

"Excuse me lang, linawin ko lang. Orchestra kasi kami. So, iba-iba yung pasok namin. Iba-iba kasi yung instruments, kailangan maintindihan mo na..."

I saw her eyes, and I really felt bad for her. All I said was: "Okay, no problem."

Then I understood where she was coming from. I assumed that she was having a hard time at home, and all she could do was express her feelings through music. Many people from the Conservatory of Music really gives us TOMCAT a hard time. Actually, this is the only event in school I despise a lot, and that is because of the difficult people you have to deal with. After the event, the staffers would gather and share experiences (bad ones) about the members of the orchestra.

But there are at least some of them who have really good hearts. Some guys would help out in transferring instruments, fixing the wirings and stuff. They make up a good working environment.

So I thought, the good music they play must me coming from very serious emotions. Either good ones, or bad ones. But these are really strong, powerful emotions.

When the concert began, I was staring at f bitch most of the time, trying to read her actions. How she ignored the director's orders during rehearsals, was maybe a manifestation of how people ignored her at home. But as she was playing, her eyes were closed. As if trying to mourn with the music from her violin. I know I would have done the same if I were a musician, but maybe not to the point where I'd be hurting people's feelings. She must've been through a lot, and she got my sympathy that night.

But what made my night was an audience member. Though she was seated next to Dra. Belo, I was all eyes on this lady from the Ayala-Zobel clan. Every performance by the orchestra were reciprocated by her graceful applause and appreciation. When the UST Singers sang, I could even read the words "wow" and "wonderful" coming out from her mouth. She really knows how to appreciate classy performances, plus the fact that she's gorgeous, beautiful, rich, powerful and beautiful, and gorgeous. She's got class baby!

Media has given me the wrong impression about these people. I assumed she'd be mean or something. I was wrong. She was like Princess Diana, only ten times more beautiful. Right then and there, I fell in love with her personality. How I wish all rich people would be like her, and the poor ones would be less demanding. What a wonderful world!

That's why I told myself, I'll set my standards to her level, to motivate me in life. I'll look for a girl I could bring to the opera house and wouldn't fall asleep. Or someone who can drink and carry herself elegantly (I don't know how this is possible but I sure know this Ayala-Zobel woman can!). She's become so ideal that I'm beginning to doubt her existence. I thought I've seen them all, but no, she's the BOMB!

I wonder where these people hang out?

Maybe if I stay there long enough, they'll notice me.....and call on the guards! ahahah!

Anyway, Belo is hot in her own right. I couldn't blame Hayden for dating her, kasi she's hooot! I got this thing for older women, matured and nurturing. Ahaha! NURTURING! It's like having a mom and a girlfriend combined! I want to feel that someday. Someday. Wag muna ngayon. Thesis muna.