I have been trying hard to put this though into words. Although Charlene's entry helped a great deal to formulate the words in my mind, time didn't seem to permit me writing it down. But now is the time.

Lately, I noticed myself beginning to open up to the church folks I've always been with. Usually, I shy away when they were having conversations. However, just before the Camp Meeting started, my boisterous side bloomed out.

Sunday before the Camp, young unmarried girls in the church (there were just five of us there) were preparing some name tags for those visitors who would come. As usual we talked about the obvious things, the surroundings, and what we know would happen to the Camp. Gradually, though, my tongue gave way. It slowly but surely began to talk of the things I used to say only in my mind. It blurted out thoughts I kept only to myself. I knew the tongue was being boisterous but I let go on as it always do in my mind.

With all the animated laughs, overexcited talks and chatters of that night, we also called each other some names. And that was one of my senseless natters. I called myself crazy.

I look back to that little experience. And now I feel that I’m exaggerating my craziness a bit.

I didn’t listen to the whole afternoon service last Sunday at church.

I played and fidgeted with my cell phone.

I talked to Rhena and Marilou during the service.

Worse of all, I unintentionally got a ‘boy friend’ for Rhena just out of the cell phone. Meaning, I was texting this guy Rhena always texted with – who was, by the way, Mae-Mae’s (my sister’s best friend) friend, too. I asked him directly if he is Rhena’s boyfriend, taking from the way she text him – very often. Jokingly, he replied back saying that he is. Taking it merely as a joke to tease Rhena with, it steadily became a serious topic. Because, both of those two kids are actually taking it personally true!! Rhena accepted the joke that she is his girlfriend as a FACT!!! She didn't even get angry!!

At first I thought she was just kidding us (me and Joyce), but then it’s actually true!!!

The only thing I’m afraid of is that when that gossip spread out increasingly, all the blame would be put back to me!

I couldn’t believe I have changed so much in a one-week’s time!!

I just hope it would stop before it reach Rhena’s father!!!

Please!!! Please!!!

Then why did I write it here? Should I delete it?

CRAZY!!

So, this is the change I’ve been talking about. From a shy, bashful young lady of yesterday, I am now a frivolous girl talking a lot about boys. Why, oh, why!!!