The day was Saturday. There’s nothing else to do at home. All I did was lock myself up in my room, message up some friends, laying my back on the bed, rolling over and stuffs. My phone started to beep and I realized I’m starting to lose battery power. I rummaged on my stuff for my worn out charger and positioned the pin on my phone. Wanna know the status of my charger? Well it’s already almost cut up between its wires. You could almost see what’s inside the tiny leather-like tubes. So, I twisted and wrapped the wires around my cell, looking for position for my charger to work. Yet, I think it really had no chance at all. So, I decided to go out and buy a new charger.
I went to SM, and searched for inexpensive charger. I walked in three stalls all in all for buying a charger. It cost me 200 pesos out of my pocket in a blink of an eye. Ouch! But, it’s better than a 500 plus charger. I went to Watsons and bought something, then went to MangDonaldo and bought my favorite. I saw a Shakeys stall and suddenly felt craving for pizza. I bought 2 slices for 55 pesos. I didn’t know there’s a free iced tea for that. So, I had no choice but to bring it along.
I was heading home, when something caught my attention – I mean, SOMEONE!
He was walking towards my direction, with four guards around him. He was making brisk and quick strides, and he was now coming nearer! I was flabbergasted and was frozen on my spot as if I’ve already grown roots! It was Sam Concepcion. A very handsome one. Is he of my age? Or older? I dunno exactly.
I wanted to shake hands with him, take a picture of us but – damn it! I can’t! Why? ‘Coz I have this coke float on my left hand, Iced tea on my right, a shakeys, watsons, and well-com cellophane! Erg! I coudn’t even get my phone out of my pocket!
As he neared me, I came up to my senses and stepped aside for them to pass. My eyes never left him. As he passed, all I could ever do that time was say Hi. So I waved my left hand with a coke float and uttered the words aloud, “HI SAM”. That caught his attention and searched for the voice. I smiled and he did too! We locked gazes, he said hello, amd waved his hand. OMG!!!!! U was star stricken! If you only knew how much I wanted to hurl my things out of the way, shake hands with him, and take a picture of us! I wished I knew he’s coming over, so I haven’t bought these things!
DAMN!
DAMN!
DAMN!
DAMN!
DAMN!
DAMN!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Interview Day? Don't think So.
Today's the day our interview would take place. But do you know how many happened in just one day besides the interview? I'll tell you.
I did my morning routine again. You already know it, i don't have to tell all over again. When I reached the CAS building, took an interview form, and gathered all the forces of earth to gather my guts to enter the interview room. But, did you know how idiot I am? Knowing that this is an interview? haha. I am very much unsuitably dressed! Everybody was wearing dresses and heels. (Kung sa aton pa, daw aquiantance party!) Haha. While I, was wearing only a jeans, a yellow polo shirt, and slippers! I saw others wearing just jeans and shirt, but much more formal than me, they wear shoes. I brought my shoes along with me here at Iloilo, but why on Earth didn't I wear it?! My plight grew worse when I scrutinized the form. I gasped.
........
General Appearance 15%.
.........
What the? Should I go home? Due to the disappointment, i found myself heading towards the interviewer. What's wrong? I didn't know. Maybe, the best idea which entered my petty mind was to get everything done and over. And so I did!
The moment after the interview, I headed out of the school without stops. I went to MangDonaldo to buy coke float. I seated my self on a vacant chair and sipped. I texted Cha, if they already reached guimaras, she told me not yet, and later on, her mom asked if i'd like to come. haha. And so I did! Moments later, I was already at Fine Rock Hotel to meet Cha, and her family.
We went to Guimaras, sailed across the sea to Guimaras Island, and rode a multicab for almost an hour to our destination at Raymen Resort.The place was nice, it also has white sand. There were sailboats piled along the shore and a small cave at the far end. We took pictures of ourselves, and of the place. After which, I, Cha, Tonton, Tantan and her family ate our lunch. We took more pictures and headed home. A one hour ride again and a sailboat ride.
Our next destination was at SM city. We're going to meet Aris and Chester there. ANd I'm gonna tell you what embarrassing and pakapalmoks Cha did there. haha.
I, Cha and her sisters went to Toy Kingdom to meet the two, yet we have not found them. Moments later, then surprisingly, they we're already at the our backs. We strolled everywhere, took pictures, bought and sipped coke float, went to the cinema and argued on what to watch and etcetera. All I'm telling you are just shortcuts and summary. This blog might blast if i tell you every detail. haha
Finally, Aris and Chester convinced us to watch fright nights. We we're very dissapointed of the movie. It seemed like the most lousy movie I've ever watched. It was a waste! And for the record, it was worth 90 pesos. Not worth it.
Cha's parents called Tonton, and they left us in the cinema. The tres marias went out, and I, Aris and Chester we're left. After a while, the movie ended and we decided to go out. I texredCha for their location yet, i had no response. I decided to text Tonton, and found out that they left Charlene at SM, and they have already went to Barbeque Park, our next stop. She also told us that Cha went to come back for us. Yet, we found ourselves looking for her. haha.
Sa ulo ng nagbabagang balita, CHARLENE M. GALENZOGA:Nawala sa SM Iloilo!
HAHA. We went back to the cinema, upstairs. We asked the lady recieving tickets for a teen-age girl in a green beach dress, with a camera slinged at her neck. We discovered that shecame back for us few minutes past. We went down, squinted everywhere for a hint of her. Cha's new here at Iloilo so, she doesn't know where to go. (Vhullaye, kilala niyo si Cha. Mapatay to kung siya lang isa. hahaha.)
I stopped by the circular banister to search for her at any of the floors. At the top floor, I had a good view. I could see everyone beyond the railing. And ALAS! I saw her! I waived my hand frantically. She's with a girl, they we're talking. The girl she was talking to, pointed out at my direction. Finally, she glanced up and saw me. Iexpelled a sigh of relief. I called out to the two boys and pointed at her direction. They ran past me, hurried down the stairs, Chester on the lead. I followed them and brought my short legs running too.
We laughed out loud when we discovered Cha, borrowing a cellphone to a stranger. HAha. Thank God she, we we're about time to find her clutching the phone and an the verge of inserting her sim. HAHA. The lost girl of SM. Great guts Cha. I could never do that. haha.
We went to Barbeque Park after wards. It was already few minutes past seven in the evening. We rode the jeepney, labeled SM city proper. I also had an incident there! Once where positioned, a man called out at our back and probably asked Cha and aris.
Man: Baydan ning bata?
Cha, Aris and Chester laughed. Then I realized I was the "bata" referred to. hahaha
We ate our dinner and after wards, rented bikes for 25 pesos and an I.D to be deposited and pedaled our way to the 2 kilometers and more vertical clearance. There were a lot of teen-age people out there biking and skateboarding. We went across and then back. We took pictures and etcetera.
We really had fun. It was nice having fun with your batch mates and friends in a place. Thank you guys, you made my day. haha.
Ante Leoni, Uncle Rodolfo, Cha, TanTan, TonTon. Salamat sa libre.
See? Grabe interview ko no? kung diin nga kalibutan ka lab.ot. hahaha.
I did my morning routine again. You already know it, i don't have to tell all over again. When I reached the CAS building, took an interview form, and gathered all the forces of earth to gather my guts to enter the interview room. But, did you know how idiot I am? Knowing that this is an interview? haha. I am very much unsuitably dressed! Everybody was wearing dresses and heels. (Kung sa aton pa, daw aquiantance party!) Haha. While I, was wearing only a jeans, a yellow polo shirt, and slippers! I saw others wearing just jeans and shirt, but much more formal than me, they wear shoes. I brought my shoes along with me here at Iloilo, but why on Earth didn't I wear it?! My plight grew worse when I scrutinized the form. I gasped.
........
General Appearance 15%.
.........
What the? Should I go home? Due to the disappointment, i found myself heading towards the interviewer. What's wrong? I didn't know. Maybe, the best idea which entered my petty mind was to get everything done and over. And so I did!
The moment after the interview, I headed out of the school without stops. I went to MangDonaldo to buy coke float. I seated my self on a vacant chair and sipped. I texted Cha, if they already reached guimaras, she told me not yet, and later on, her mom asked if i'd like to come. haha. And so I did! Moments later, I was already at Fine Rock Hotel to meet Cha, and her family.
We went to Guimaras, sailed across the sea to Guimaras Island, and rode a multicab for almost an hour to our destination at Raymen Resort.The place was nice, it also has white sand. There were sailboats piled along the shore and a small cave at the far end. We took pictures of ourselves, and of the place. After which, I, Cha, Tonton, Tantan and her family ate our lunch. We took more pictures and headed home. A one hour ride again and a sailboat ride.
Our next destination was at SM city. We're going to meet Aris and Chester there. ANd I'm gonna tell you what embarrassing and pakapalmoks Cha did there. haha.
I, Cha and her sisters went to Toy Kingdom to meet the two, yet we have not found them. Moments later, then surprisingly, they we're already at the our backs. We strolled everywhere, took pictures, bought and sipped coke float, went to the cinema and argued on what to watch and etcetera. All I'm telling you are just shortcuts and summary. This blog might blast if i tell you every detail. haha
Finally, Aris and Chester convinced us to watch fright nights. We we're very dissapointed of the movie. It seemed like the most lousy movie I've ever watched. It was a waste! And for the record, it was worth 90 pesos. Not worth it.
Cha's parents called Tonton, and they left us in the cinema. The tres marias went out, and I, Aris and Chester we're left. After a while, the movie ended and we decided to go out. I texredCha for their location yet, i had no response. I decided to text Tonton, and found out that they left Charlene at SM, and they have already went to Barbeque Park, our next stop. She also told us that Cha went to come back for us. Yet, we found ourselves looking for her. haha.
Sa ulo ng nagbabagang balita, CHARLENE M. GALENZOGA:Nawala sa SM Iloilo!
HAHA. We went back to the cinema, upstairs. We asked the lady recieving tickets for a teen-age girl in a green beach dress, with a camera slinged at her neck. We discovered that shecame back for us few minutes past. We went down, squinted everywhere for a hint of her. Cha's new here at Iloilo so, she doesn't know where to go. (Vhullaye, kilala niyo si Cha. Mapatay to kung siya lang isa. hahaha.)
I stopped by the circular banister to search for her at any of the floors. At the top floor, I had a good view. I could see everyone beyond the railing. And ALAS! I saw her! I waived my hand frantically. She's with a girl, they we're talking. The girl she was talking to, pointed out at my direction. Finally, she glanced up and saw me. Iexpelled a sigh of relief. I called out to the two boys and pointed at her direction. They ran past me, hurried down the stairs, Chester on the lead. I followed them and brought my short legs running too.
We laughed out loud when we discovered Cha, borrowing a cellphone to a stranger. HAha. Thank God she, we we're about time to find her clutching the phone and an the verge of inserting her sim. HAHA. The lost girl of SM. Great guts Cha. I could never do that. haha.
We went to Barbeque Park after wards. It was already few minutes past seven in the evening. We rode the jeepney, labeled SM city proper. I also had an incident there! Once where positioned, a man called out at our back and probably asked Cha and aris.
Man: Baydan ning bata?
Cha, Aris and Chester laughed. Then I realized I was the "bata" referred to. hahaha
We ate our dinner and after wards, rented bikes for 25 pesos and an I.D to be deposited and pedaled our way to the 2 kilometers and more vertical clearance. There were a lot of teen-age people out there biking and skateboarding. We went across and then back. We took pictures and etcetera.
We really had fun. It was nice having fun with your batch mates and friends in a place. Thank you guys, you made my day. haha.
Ante Leoni, Uncle Rodolfo, Cha, TanTan, TonTon. Salamat sa libre.
See? Grabe interview ko no? kung diin nga kalibutan ka lab.ot. hahaha.
Examination
April 21, exams of College of arts and sciences.
I didn't prepare myself for such. I did my usual routine, lumbered out of my bed, went to the bathroom and spashed myself with water. I dressed up, ate my breakfast, and off to go. I went out of the Thaddeus Subdivision by foot, and rode the San Miguel Jeepney.
I'm gonna be late if the jeeps pace beats a turtle. Slight traffic still resides in Iloilo. Once I reached the back of the Jaro Cathedral, I runned on the side of it to the next jeepney stop. If I don't run, I definitely late!
When I reached the WVSU premises, squinted for fellow examiners, yet, I found none. So, I quickened my pace, and headed to the CAS building. As soon as I reached the the buiding, i gunned my way to room QH 217, looked for my number and seated at chair number 27.
We've been given instructions and we've been given the questionnaires and answer sheets. The attendance sheeets started to round on, too.
I scrutinized the 2 sets of papers. I started at the answer sheets, i knew by then that it was 90 items all in all. I shifted weight as i started for the questionnaires, and it was like OHMYGOD!
I've never anticipated it to be like this. Everything was all about Political Science! Hell! I do not know anything about Pol Sci! I started to skim the questionnaire, as i reached the end part, I held my breath, and began to crack my head. I tried to reminisce everything i learned about during my SBO time, the parliamentary proceedings I've learned, the leadership training, the Voters education, social studies. Oh! how I wished I had listened!
I hope I passed!
I didn't prepare myself for such. I did my usual routine, lumbered out of my bed, went to the bathroom and spashed myself with water. I dressed up, ate my breakfast, and off to go. I went out of the Thaddeus Subdivision by foot, and rode the San Miguel Jeepney.
I'm gonna be late if the jeeps pace beats a turtle. Slight traffic still resides in Iloilo. Once I reached the back of the Jaro Cathedral, I runned on the side of it to the next jeepney stop. If I don't run, I definitely late!
When I reached the WVSU premises, squinted for fellow examiners, yet, I found none. So, I quickened my pace, and headed to the CAS building. As soon as I reached the the buiding, i gunned my way to room QH 217, looked for my number and seated at chair number 27.
We've been given instructions and we've been given the questionnaires and answer sheets. The attendance sheeets started to round on, too.
I scrutinized the 2 sets of papers. I started at the answer sheets, i knew by then that it was 90 items all in all. I shifted weight as i started for the questionnaires, and it was like OHMYGOD!
I've never anticipated it to be like this. Everything was all about Political Science! Hell! I do not know anything about Pol Sci! I started to skim the questionnaire, as i reached the end part, I held my breath, and began to crack my head. I tried to reminisce everything i learned about during my SBO time, the parliamentary proceedings I've learned, the leadership training, the Voters education, social studies. Oh! how I wished I had listened!
I hope I passed!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Taray Encounters
West Visayas State University. My futeure school. wanna know how much maltreatment i've experienced? Well, for the record, almost all encounters. DAMN them!
I went to the gate with a brisk strides. It's hot stating inder the son for long. As i approached the gate, a uniformed guard brought me to stop.
guard: manu ka di?
ako: ma kuha result sa exam, sir.
guard: aw? ti ngaa subong ka lang iya haw? kadugay dun sina pai. wala gin padala sa imo haw?
ako: wala sir. ambot ngaa wala nila gnpadala. din diri ang office of admissions sir?
guard: aw. diretsoha lang ng alagyan.
What the? Do i look like a bomber or what? Why query my purpose here? Security measures, i guess. I walked till i reached the administration building. I asked for directions at the guard again. She pointed at the far end of the building, so i went there. I saw label amd knew in an instant that it was what i was looking for. So, i querried.
(TAray mode siya)
Staff: anu to?
ako: makuha ko result mam.
staff: ano tna nga exam?
ako: tung university admission mam.
staff: ti ngaa subong ka lang? deadline dun. tapus na exam sng colleges!
ako: wala man abi tna ko kbalo mam. Halin pa abi ko mundanao. wala man kmu ngpadala
result.
She gave me a form to fill up my name. After that, she handed me the reults and said nothing.
ako: Ano oras ang exam buas mam?
staff: basaha bala ang 1 and 2 ga. sige ka da pamangkot.
ako: Ah, salamat.
Hmp! another pagtataray encounter.
I read the one she said and it simple tells me to go at the college of arts' dean's office. I saw a label which says college of arts. This may be it. An old man entertained me. Or should I say, ENtertained??
S: maano ka?
A: ipakita ko man daw ni sir oh. (I waved the paper at my hand)
S: hindi tana na di! gapinataka ka lang.
A: ai, ti diin gali sir? Sa college of arts eh! tuya sa piyak ng building.
S; salamat.
I went to the College of arts building. The office of the dean.
A: mam, hatag ko ni siya mam oh.
S: anu ina day?
A: result mam.
S: Ha? subong ka lang timo? dead line dun! abi ko tana additional requirement lang. wala ka pa gali ka pasa ya? Insat dugay2 timo aw?
A: taga mindanao bi ko mam. wala nio man abi gnpadala ang result. Ti wala ko kabalo.
S: oh, fill upi na. dalii! bayad to dayon sa cashier!
I quickened my pace and went to the admin, once again. Another taray encounter for me.
A: Mabayad ko sa exam fee mam.
S: Ano? Sagad wakal da. Di ka man maintindihan.
I said it again.
S: Ti ngaa subong ka lang? Dugay dun deadline.
A: taga mindanao bi ko mam, ti wala niyo gnpadala ang result.
S: ti ngaa wala mo gnkadtuan di.
A: ti wala man bi ko kabalo nga nakapasa ko mam. Wala nio man gna post sa website nio. alangan mapatuga2 ko lakat di.
She handed the receipt and the change without reply.
Dah. dah. STAKBOL? hahhaha
I went to CAS again and did my business there. I handed the requirements to the woman I inquired.
S: Ai? kay.uha na. di ko na pag batunon karun.
I fixed everything and stetched it for her reach. She scribbled something on a paper and threw it on me. I'm telling you, THREW it! I picked it up and said thank you.
What's wrong with these people? I don't want to say any further. But, one thing for sure. I'm pissed!
Unaccomodating people. tsk!
I went to the gate with a brisk strides. It's hot stating inder the son for long. As i approached the gate, a uniformed guard brought me to stop.
guard: manu ka di?
ako: ma kuha result sa exam, sir.
guard: aw? ti ngaa subong ka lang iya haw? kadugay dun sina pai. wala gin padala sa imo haw?
ako: wala sir. ambot ngaa wala nila gnpadala. din diri ang office of admissions sir?
guard: aw. diretsoha lang ng alagyan.
What the? Do i look like a bomber or what? Why query my purpose here? Security measures, i guess. I walked till i reached the administration building. I asked for directions at the guard again. She pointed at the far end of the building, so i went there. I saw label amd knew in an instant that it was what i was looking for. So, i querried.
(TAray mode siya)
Staff: anu to?
ako: makuha ko result mam.
staff: ano tna nga exam?
ako: tung university admission mam.
staff: ti ngaa subong ka lang? deadline dun. tapus na exam sng colleges!
ako: wala man abi tna ko kbalo mam. Halin pa abi ko mundanao. wala man kmu ngpadala
result.
She gave me a form to fill up my name. After that, she handed me the reults and said nothing.
ako: Ano oras ang exam buas mam?
staff: basaha bala ang 1 and 2 ga. sige ka da pamangkot.
ako: Ah, salamat.
Hmp! another pagtataray encounter.
I read the one she said and it simple tells me to go at the college of arts' dean's office. I saw a label which says college of arts. This may be it. An old man entertained me. Or should I say, ENtertained??
S: maano ka?
A: ipakita ko man daw ni sir oh. (I waved the paper at my hand)
S: hindi tana na di! gapinataka ka lang.
A: ai, ti diin gali sir? Sa college of arts eh! tuya sa piyak ng building.
S; salamat.
I went to the College of arts building. The office of the dean.
A: mam, hatag ko ni siya mam oh.
S: anu ina day?
A: result mam.
S: Ha? subong ka lang timo? dead line dun! abi ko tana additional requirement lang. wala ka pa gali ka pasa ya? Insat dugay2 timo aw?
A: taga mindanao bi ko mam. wala nio man abi gnpadala ang result. Ti wala ko kabalo.
S: oh, fill upi na. dalii! bayad to dayon sa cashier!
I quickened my pace and went to the admin, once again. Another taray encounter for me.
A: Mabayad ko sa exam fee mam.
S: Ano? Sagad wakal da. Di ka man maintindihan.
I said it again.
S: Ti ngaa subong ka lang? Dugay dun deadline.
A: taga mindanao bi ko mam, ti wala niyo gnpadala ang result.
S: ti ngaa wala mo gnkadtuan di.
A: ti wala man bi ko kabalo nga nakapasa ko mam. Wala nio man gna post sa website nio. alangan mapatuga2 ko lakat di.
She handed the receipt and the change without reply.
Dah. dah. STAKBOL? hahhaha
I went to CAS again and did my business there. I handed the requirements to the woman I inquired.
S: Ai? kay.uha na. di ko na pag batunon karun.
I fixed everything and stetched it for her reach. She scribbled something on a paper and threw it on me. I'm telling you, THREW it! I picked it up and said thank you.
What's wrong with these people? I don't want to say any further. But, one thing for sure. I'm pissed!
Unaccomodating people. tsk!
Jeepney rides
I've started my day right. Same as usual, though I already lived on a new environment. New room, new people hanging around. This was my first whole day at Iloilo as a graduate.
Today's the only time I've got to get my results at WVSU. So, I rolled out of bed, went to the bathroom, bathe, and took my breakfast alone. When i was ready, I realized, I do not know my way to West. What jeepney should I ride? Where should I drop? Which way to walk at my next jeeepney? I refrained riding taxi 'coz it's quite expensive. Remember, I'm alone here. I need to budget! Damn! I also wanted to be used at the turns and rounds at Iloilo. Any way, I can't ride taxi at every destination!
As the fact nudge my senses, I gathered my guts to ask Cheche where to start my journey. I rode a jeepney from San miguel, went for a walk beside Jaro Cathedral, and rode another jeepney labeled Jaro CPU.
I'm telling you,jeepney is the hardest thing I've ever known here. You have to walk for a jeepney ride. Not only that, you'll have several jeeps to sit your butt on before reaching your place.
The jeepney halted once i spoke, "lugar lang". I ducked my way down the jeepney and headed for WVSU. I did my purpose there, paced at every paved road I saw leading to the buiding of my purpose.
My batchmates Chester and Aris and I decided to stroll at SM City Mandurriao. Then again, after my so-called business at west, I asked inquired again for directions at a pharmacy. You know what? it really takes lot of courage to ask people you don't know!I crossed the main road and looked for a jeep labeled sm city. yet, i found none. So i looked for another person to ask. Wanna know my style? I look for a person who's all alone. haha. The woman I asked was really kind. She taught me directions and accompanied me to my first stop. She's great! I reached SM city.
We strolled till our muscles ached, ate, bought my favorite coke float at mangdonaldo twice and watched clash of the Titans.
It was time to go home. Another jeepney ride. Which way now? haha. Once again, i queried cheche through text message. She said, I must cross the ovepass then ride back home on a SM Mandurriao jeepney.
And so I was home!
You know what? The moral lesson is, BE FRIENDLY, dude!
Today's the only time I've got to get my results at WVSU. So, I rolled out of bed, went to the bathroom, bathe, and took my breakfast alone. When i was ready, I realized, I do not know my way to West. What jeepney should I ride? Where should I drop? Which way to walk at my next jeeepney? I refrained riding taxi 'coz it's quite expensive. Remember, I'm alone here. I need to budget! Damn! I also wanted to be used at the turns and rounds at Iloilo. Any way, I can't ride taxi at every destination!
As the fact nudge my senses, I gathered my guts to ask Cheche where to start my journey. I rode a jeepney from San miguel, went for a walk beside Jaro Cathedral, and rode another jeepney labeled Jaro CPU.
I'm telling you,jeepney is the hardest thing I've ever known here. You have to walk for a jeepney ride. Not only that, you'll have several jeeps to sit your butt on before reaching your place.
The jeepney halted once i spoke, "lugar lang". I ducked my way down the jeepney and headed for WVSU. I did my purpose there, paced at every paved road I saw leading to the buiding of my purpose.
My batchmates Chester and Aris and I decided to stroll at SM City Mandurriao. Then again, after my so-called business at west, I asked inquired again for directions at a pharmacy. You know what? it really takes lot of courage to ask people you don't know!I crossed the main road and looked for a jeep labeled sm city. yet, i found none. So i looked for another person to ask. Wanna know my style? I look for a person who's all alone. haha. The woman I asked was really kind. She taught me directions and accompanied me to my first stop. She's great! I reached SM city.
We strolled till our muscles ached, ate, bought my favorite coke float at mangdonaldo twice and watched clash of the Titans.
It was time to go home. Another jeepney ride. Which way now? haha. Once again, i queried cheche through text message. She said, I must cross the ovepass then ride back home on a SM Mandurriao jeepney.
And so I was home!
You know what? The moral lesson is, BE FRIENDLY, dude!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Solo Flight Successful!
I think, i'm already used on traveling alone. My dad taught me to do so. He always say, it's no good not being used to be on your own. He used to be on places he doesn't know. He's a simple man. Very much simple. He used to go to his conventions and meetings with higher echelons in a polo shirt, a pair of ragged pants and slippers and brings a back pack. He doesn't like wearing business suits and carrying an attache case. He always say, he's a farmer, not a business man. I've grown with it and it would never be taken off my systems. I'm telling you, he doesn't mind! An incident tells him to be well-dressed though. He was questioned once he stepped a foot at Marco Polo, Davao city. The guard might have thought my dad was a bomber from the place of i don't know. haha. I quite agree with the guard. With the mustache and beard unshaved, a hair curly and unkempt, what would anyone think? haha.
Maybe, my Dad taught me his adventurous nature. But, i am only adventurous in terms of traveling. I've been to places I don't know. He just gives me an address an money and i'm off to go.
Now, i'm here at Iloilo. But, thank God i'm here safe and sound. I went to Davao alone, went to my Granny's house at GSIS Village, Matina, went to the airport, flew to Cebu and then to Iloilo. From Iloilo international airport, I rode a shuttle van and a taxi to Thaddeus Subdivision, Mandurriao.
Quite easy? Isn't it?
Maybe, my Dad taught me his adventurous nature. But, i am only adventurous in terms of traveling. I've been to places I don't know. He just gives me an address an money and i'm off to go.
Now, i'm here at Iloilo. But, thank God i'm here safe and sound. I went to Davao alone, went to my Granny's house at GSIS Village, Matina, went to the airport, flew to Cebu and then to Iloilo. From Iloilo international airport, I rode a shuttle van and a taxi to Thaddeus Subdivision, Mandurriao.
Quite easy? Isn't it?
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Tin kyu be ri mats!
Graduation is the signal that the seniors were to leave the institution. We’re going to leave everyone behind: our friends, schoolmates, teachers and even our fellow seniors. I’ve prepared myself for this. I asked a few people for remembrance. I requested a book with a message on it.
Now’s the time that I would thank them through this simple post.
I wanted to thank, KENT REY MURILLO, KRISTEN IVEE ABRERA, DANIELLE FRANCO, GABRIEL SUBALDO, QUINCEY AMOR SOMCIO, KARL CESAR LEGURO, J PATRIC SEBELLINO, DIO VALENTINO LEDDA, ANGELO ROFEL NAVA, JOHANNA LYN MALICAD, REIZSHA MAE HILARIO, ROQSAN JOY PELITRO, JOVE ALCON, IVY GRACE ABRIL, JUANITO BANLUTA, JR., RANNIE LYN ARROZA, ENA ANGELA OCULTO, RICHIE ANGELO COLLADO, GLOVARN SAAVEDRA, RAPHAEL RAE SUBALDO and CHARLENE GALENZOGA.
I liked the books you gave very much. But it’s not just because of the books. What mattered is on how you respond and proved that you’ll also miss me. (Feeler ko no?!) These books would really mean a lot to me. I would treasure every single book and show it to you on the next years that would pass. I also loved to read those messages at the flyleaf and at the back cover. Though some are silly! Haha. I hope you mean everything you scribbled down. I also find myself grin on how everything was written down. In short, the penmanship of some. Hahaha. Peace!!
I would also thank the ones who are still planning to give. I’d be accepting them open-heartedly. Thank you very much. We’ll now part from each other and I’d be reading those books in memory of you. (daw patay lng e. hahaha)
P.S. I’ll leave for Iloilo tomorrow!
Now’s the time that I would thank them through this simple post.
I wanted to thank, KENT REY MURILLO, KRISTEN IVEE ABRERA, DANIELLE FRANCO, GABRIEL SUBALDO, QUINCEY AMOR SOMCIO, KARL CESAR LEGURO, J PATRIC SEBELLINO, DIO VALENTINO LEDDA, ANGELO ROFEL NAVA, JOHANNA LYN MALICAD, REIZSHA MAE HILARIO, ROQSAN JOY PELITRO, JOVE ALCON, IVY GRACE ABRIL, JUANITO BANLUTA, JR., RANNIE LYN ARROZA, ENA ANGELA OCULTO, RICHIE ANGELO COLLADO, GLOVARN SAAVEDRA, RAPHAEL RAE SUBALDO and CHARLENE GALENZOGA.
I liked the books you gave very much. But it’s not just because of the books. What mattered is on how you respond and proved that you’ll also miss me. (Feeler ko no?!) These books would really mean a lot to me. I would treasure every single book and show it to you on the next years that would pass. I also loved to read those messages at the flyleaf and at the back cover. Though some are silly! Haha. I hope you mean everything you scribbled down. I also find myself grin on how everything was written down. In short, the penmanship of some. Hahaha. Peace!!
I would also thank the ones who are still planning to give. I’d be accepting them open-heartedly. Thank you very much. We’ll now part from each other and I’d be reading those books in memory of you. (daw patay lng e. hahaha)
P.S. I’ll leave for Iloilo tomorrow!
Friday, April 16, 2010
Dreading the Night
I woke up but was very much afraid to be noticed. So, I stayed on my bed, rolled over the sheets and came fumbling for my cell phone under my pillow.
I could hear my Dad and Mom’s mutterings behind my wall. I couldn’t make out what the chatter was all about, but I could hear the faint sound of my name. I eased myself toward the wall and sat on floor and leaned. The mutterings became much clearer and I was able to comprehend everything.
Yes, I was right. They were talking about me. About my college, the budget, the plane ticket and etcetera. I was rest assured, I’d be taking up college at Iloilo though. But, it’s not just that, I heard many more. The juice of our fight last night.
They also talked about my sisters’ education. My mom said, they’d be going to a public school next school year for budgeting purposes. We can’t afford sending the two of them in a private school anymore, for I would already be taking up college. They we’re blaming me for going in farther schools I guess, that was why, my sisters’ education were affected.
Then why not tell me in the first place? Why did you send me to Montessori Casa Precious Jewels and Sultan Kudarat State University and blame me for all my expenses afterwards? WHY? Why did you introduce West Visayas State University to me if you really don’t want me to be there? Why bring me up to Iloilo if you don’t trust i am capable of being alone? I have my mind and have my survival instincts. I won’t starve myself!
There are still a lot of things came churning up in my mind yet I’d rather not say it. What I’m telling you is just a small part of the whole thing. Very small fraction.
I pulled myself to feet, and lumbered back to my bed. I won’t cry anymore and I can’t. My eyesight was already blurry since I woke up at 7:30. Now’s five after ten. I dare not come out of my room. I didn’t have the face to show by then.
After several minutes, I came out. I started my day just fine. My dad wasn’t kettle hot so it went alright. Though there is a little distance between me and him, he still talks to me. As for me, I do not talk to him unless he talks first.
The day passed by and darkness draped the surroundings. We we’re having fun. My dad drinks Tanduay alone. Yet, the mood suddenly changed when we were about to eat. The dinner’s served and my dad (drunk) made his way to the table. I pecked on our viand and my sis raged up and scolded him. She slapped my dad’s hands. He then went out and sat outside, it was then we realized he got mad. That’s what happens every time he’s drunk. He goes emotional. I taunted my sister on what she has just done, and she went upstairs crying. I told her to apologize to Papang and invite him for supper. She didn’t, instead, Mamang just went up and cuddled and her. She also went outside and talked to my dad, it was then I heard everything up on the spotlight again though it was unclear.
A little moment later, he was on the table again. He kept on talking, though he addresses it for Mimi, I know, everything was for me. Maybe I was a little paranoid but I’m quite sure of it. It was the same issue again. He kept on ranting as if I wasn’t around. I gulped down the remaining food on my mouth and heaved my plate to the sink.
This is ridiculous! Does he have to be drunk to tell the world he hates her daughter? Why not talk to me when he was in the right state of mind?
This would make me love the day, and dread the night.
I could hear my Dad and Mom’s mutterings behind my wall. I couldn’t make out what the chatter was all about, but I could hear the faint sound of my name. I eased myself toward the wall and sat on floor and leaned. The mutterings became much clearer and I was able to comprehend everything.
Yes, I was right. They were talking about me. About my college, the budget, the plane ticket and etcetera. I was rest assured, I’d be taking up college at Iloilo though. But, it’s not just that, I heard many more. The juice of our fight last night.
They also talked about my sisters’ education. My mom said, they’d be going to a public school next school year for budgeting purposes. We can’t afford sending the two of them in a private school anymore, for I would already be taking up college. They we’re blaming me for going in farther schools I guess, that was why, my sisters’ education were affected.
Then why not tell me in the first place? Why did you send me to Montessori Casa Precious Jewels and Sultan Kudarat State University and blame me for all my expenses afterwards? WHY? Why did you introduce West Visayas State University to me if you really don’t want me to be there? Why bring me up to Iloilo if you don’t trust i am capable of being alone? I have my mind and have my survival instincts. I won’t starve myself!
There are still a lot of things came churning up in my mind yet I’d rather not say it. What I’m telling you is just a small part of the whole thing. Very small fraction.
I pulled myself to feet, and lumbered back to my bed. I won’t cry anymore and I can’t. My eyesight was already blurry since I woke up at 7:30. Now’s five after ten. I dare not come out of my room. I didn’t have the face to show by then.
After several minutes, I came out. I started my day just fine. My dad wasn’t kettle hot so it went alright. Though there is a little distance between me and him, he still talks to me. As for me, I do not talk to him unless he talks first.
The day passed by and darkness draped the surroundings. We we’re having fun. My dad drinks Tanduay alone. Yet, the mood suddenly changed when we were about to eat. The dinner’s served and my dad (drunk) made his way to the table. I pecked on our viand and my sis raged up and scolded him. She slapped my dad’s hands. He then went out and sat outside, it was then we realized he got mad. That’s what happens every time he’s drunk. He goes emotional. I taunted my sister on what she has just done, and she went upstairs crying. I told her to apologize to Papang and invite him for supper. She didn’t, instead, Mamang just went up and cuddled and her. She also went outside and talked to my dad, it was then I heard everything up on the spotlight again though it was unclear.
A little moment later, he was on the table again. He kept on talking, though he addresses it for Mimi, I know, everything was for me. Maybe I was a little paranoid but I’m quite sure of it. It was the same issue again. He kept on ranting as if I wasn’t around. I gulped down the remaining food on my mouth and heaved my plate to the sink.
This is ridiculous! Does he have to be drunk to tell the world he hates her daughter? Why not talk to me when he was in the right state of mind?
This would make me love the day, and dread the night.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
?????
Have you ever felt so depressed?
Have you ever thought of cutting your throat right away?
Did you know it was the easiest way to end everything?
Did you know that I thought of that stupid thing?
Do you know that I couldn’t do that?
Did you know I dread being dead?
Do you know much I’m tired?
Have you been told a failure by your own father?
Have you ever been told worthless?
Have you ever been told a moron?
Have you ever wept with all your might?
Have you experienced snot blocking your airways due to crying?
Have you ever thought of leaving home?
Have you ever thought of starving yourself?
Have you ever thought of sleeping outside?
Have you ever asked comfort from everyone you know?
Have you ever planned of making a conference call and tell everyone your story?
Have you ever shared your feelings yet unable to express it?
Have you envied your friends for having a better family than yours?
Have you ever thought of not going to school?
Have you thought of tearing up your recently claimed report card?
Have you ever envied other people because they’re much favored by your parents?
Do you know everything aforementioned entered my petty mind?
Do you know how stupid I looked the time I’m making this post?
Do you know how dim-witted I felt thinking up these things?
Do you know how bloodshot my eyes were?
Do you know how big the eye bags were?
Do you know much noise my nose made?
Do we have the same story?
Do we feel very much the same?
Do you understand me?
Do you understand everything I stated here?
Are you with me?
Have you ever thought of cutting your throat right away?
Did you know it was the easiest way to end everything?
Did you know that I thought of that stupid thing?
Do you know that I couldn’t do that?
Did you know I dread being dead?
Do you know much I’m tired?
Have you been told a failure by your own father?
Have you ever been told worthless?
Have you ever been told a moron?
Have you ever wept with all your might?
Have you experienced snot blocking your airways due to crying?
Have you ever thought of leaving home?
Have you ever thought of starving yourself?
Have you ever thought of sleeping outside?
Have you ever asked comfort from everyone you know?
Have you ever planned of making a conference call and tell everyone your story?
Have you ever shared your feelings yet unable to express it?
Have you envied your friends for having a better family than yours?
Have you ever thought of not going to school?
Have you thought of tearing up your recently claimed report card?
Have you ever envied other people because they’re much favored by your parents?
Do you know everything aforementioned entered my petty mind?
Do you know how stupid I looked the time I’m making this post?
Do you know how dim-witted I felt thinking up these things?
Do you know how bloodshot my eyes were?
Do you know how big the eye bags were?
Do you know much noise my nose made?
Do we have the same story?
Do we feel very much the same?
Do you understand me?
Do you understand everything I stated here?
Are you with me?
Weirdo
Though we’re all graduates, and alumni of the SKSU, we’re still compelled to go back to school to clear everything before we leave.
I went back to school just this day to get my card and good moral. But of course, it’s not just that, we did sorts of stuff too. We chatted, laughed till our petty bellies ache, went and eat to JABI – with 69 pesos budget, window shopped at Fit Mart and lots of stuff. Note: Window shopping dude. We ain’t got money!
Anyway, I didn’t post this up just for that. I came here to tell you what weird and unlucky things happened within the aforementioned stuff.
1. I came to school without any idea on what are the requirements for clearance which is the Official Receipt for Year book. This sends me chugging my way back home. Not just home, but my real home at Sto.Nino which is situated in a faraway land.
2. I saw a guy wearing shorts with a little hole near the butt which indicated he has a blue undie.
3. If people with me on the day Jun-jun made his ill-fated flight to the Comforts at Jolibee were still to remember, I’m telling you, we found it OUT-OF-ORDER. Haha.
4. We also met STORM of x-men up-close. But instead, he was a guy. And he was wearing white.
5. We also saw a group of people maybe 5 or more, wearing all-pink shirts with different styles of course. Are you going on a congregation or what?
6. We saw a manikin with only a towel draped on her body and Dio placing a hand on the thighs. Haha.
7. I saw a very well-dressed pregnant woman on the ride back home. As in, very well dressed, wearing a silky pink cocktail dress. Like she’s going on a party or what.
8. I also noticed a very cute little girl. She was porcelain white and was very beautiful. But when she smiled and flashed her teeth on her mom, oh my – every single tooth was black. Yes,BLACK.
I know, it would only make two more situations to make it ten, but these are all I could make out of my memory. Haha.
Anyway, I got the general average of 89.61 and ranked 9 out of 86.
That’s all.
I went back to school just this day to get my card and good moral. But of course, it’s not just that, we did sorts of stuff too. We chatted, laughed till our petty bellies ache, went and eat to JABI – with 69 pesos budget, window shopped at Fit Mart and lots of stuff. Note: Window shopping dude. We ain’t got money!
Anyway, I didn’t post this up just for that. I came here to tell you what weird and unlucky things happened within the aforementioned stuff.
1. I came to school without any idea on what are the requirements for clearance which is the Official Receipt for Year book. This sends me chugging my way back home. Not just home, but my real home at Sto.Nino which is situated in a faraway land.
2. I saw a guy wearing shorts with a little hole near the butt which indicated he has a blue undie.
3. If people with me on the day Jun-jun made his ill-fated flight to the Comforts at Jolibee were still to remember, I’m telling you, we found it OUT-OF-ORDER. Haha.
4. We also met STORM of x-men up-close. But instead, he was a guy. And he was wearing white.
5. We also saw a group of people maybe 5 or more, wearing all-pink shirts with different styles of course. Are you going on a congregation or what?
6. We saw a manikin with only a towel draped on her body and Dio placing a hand on the thighs. Haha.
7. I saw a very well-dressed pregnant woman on the ride back home. As in, very well dressed, wearing a silky pink cocktail dress. Like she’s going on a party or what.
8. I also noticed a very cute little girl. She was porcelain white and was very beautiful. But when she smiled and flashed her teeth on her mom, oh my – every single tooth was black. Yes,BLACK.
I know, it would only make two more situations to make it ten, but these are all I could make out of my memory. Haha.
Anyway, I got the general average of 89.61 and ranked 9 out of 86.
That’s all.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Phone Call
After weeks of waiting, I already knew the result of my exam at WVSU, which also means I already know if I’d be going to Iloilo or rot here in Mindanao.
I checked my e-mail that day, hoping I would get a response from WVSU. Luckily, I got one, but it didn’t state my result. Instead, I was forwarded to inquire to another office. It was the registrar’s. I dialed the hotline provided on my e-mail – (033) 320-0870 loc 108.
It rang, maybe at least thrice; a pause filled the air for a second, then, “Welcome to West Visayas State University. If you know the local number, please dial it now. If you wish to talk – “A voice mail, I thought. I punched 1-0-8, and it rang. I’ve waited for a couple of minutes and heard a sudden click.
“Hello”, I heard a woman say. She sounded nice and sweet talking, yet speaks a little lazy. We exchanged greetings and I moved on to my purpose. She told me to wait for a few minutes. So I was left on the line in an unbearable silence. I’ve waited for several minutes but it seemed like years! I could hear mutterings, and stomps of heavy drawers I guess. After the time elapsed, I heard a distant shuffling of feet. I heard myself inhale a great mass of air for I would be knowing my standings. I was disappointed when she asked me another question. I answered it with gritted teeth. Afterward, she told me once more, to wait. Oh! How I hate waiting!
She went on the line again.
(Please read with feelings and add a little emphasis on Ilonggo’s way of speaking on WVSU’s staff.)
WVSU: Miss, ano gani ang last name ah?
Ako: Kapunan
WVSU: ano mam? Katungan?
Ako: Kapunan
WVSU: Katunan?
Ako: KA – PU – NAN
WVSU: paki spell na lang mam.
Ako: K..A..P..U..N..A..N
WVSU: ah, Katunam.
Ako: (gaga!) Kapunan po.
WVSU: ano mam?
Ako: K..A..P –as in pig, U..N..A..N – as in nanay.
WVSU: ah okay mam. Sorry lang. wait lang gid kadali mam ha? Pangitaon ko pa.
And so I waited again. . . What the heck is wrong with that woman! I got nothing to do but laughed on the situation we just had a while ago. Hahaha.
She was on the other line again and I hope she already has the information. I’ve already wasted so much of my precious time with this phone call.
WVSU: Mam? Ano gani spelling sing KAPUNAN ah? Letter C?
Ako: (AAAHHH!!!) (Expelled a sigh of disbelief) letter K.
That was the last time she pissed me off. Haha. She told me I passed and got the score of 138. I was really incredulous of how she picked up so lame! No, offense to you Miss. But you really pissed me off.
See how much effort I’ve exerted for such information? This means, I should be going in that school, no matter what. Ha ha ha.
I checked my e-mail that day, hoping I would get a response from WVSU. Luckily, I got one, but it didn’t state my result. Instead, I was forwarded to inquire to another office. It was the registrar’s. I dialed the hotline provided on my e-mail – (033) 320-0870 loc 108.
It rang, maybe at least thrice; a pause filled the air for a second, then, “Welcome to West Visayas State University. If you know the local number, please dial it now. If you wish to talk – “A voice mail, I thought. I punched 1-0-8, and it rang. I’ve waited for a couple of minutes and heard a sudden click.
“Hello”, I heard a woman say. She sounded nice and sweet talking, yet speaks a little lazy. We exchanged greetings and I moved on to my purpose. She told me to wait for a few minutes. So I was left on the line in an unbearable silence. I’ve waited for several minutes but it seemed like years! I could hear mutterings, and stomps of heavy drawers I guess. After the time elapsed, I heard a distant shuffling of feet. I heard myself inhale a great mass of air for I would be knowing my standings. I was disappointed when she asked me another question. I answered it with gritted teeth. Afterward, she told me once more, to wait. Oh! How I hate waiting!
She went on the line again.
(Please read with feelings and add a little emphasis on Ilonggo’s way of speaking on WVSU’s staff.)
WVSU: Miss, ano gani ang last name ah?
Ako: Kapunan
WVSU: ano mam? Katungan?
Ako: Kapunan
WVSU: Katunan?
Ako: KA – PU – NAN
WVSU: paki spell na lang mam.
Ako: K..A..P..U..N..A..N
WVSU: ah, Katunam.
Ako: (gaga!) Kapunan po.
WVSU: ano mam?
Ako: K..A..P –as in pig, U..N..A..N – as in nanay.
WVSU: ah okay mam. Sorry lang. wait lang gid kadali mam ha? Pangitaon ko pa.
And so I waited again. . . What the heck is wrong with that woman! I got nothing to do but laughed on the situation we just had a while ago. Hahaha.
She was on the other line again and I hope she already has the information. I’ve already wasted so much of my precious time with this phone call.
WVSU: Mam? Ano gani spelling sing KAPUNAN ah? Letter C?
Ako: (AAAHHH!!!) (Expelled a sigh of disbelief) letter K.
That was the last time she pissed me off. Haha. She told me I passed and got the score of 138. I was really incredulous of how she picked up so lame! No, offense to you Miss. But you really pissed me off.
See how much effort I’ve exerted for such information? This means, I should be going in that school, no matter what. Ha ha ha.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Mr. Novellino spotted at The Bar
“You’re drunk, aren’t you?”
This is the common question you would ask to someone who has drunk several glasses of wine and vodka.
I wasn’t afraid of being drunk and losing myself ‘coz I knew – we knew wine only has the alcohol percentage volume of 12-21, which is lighter compared to lambanog, gin and whisky which is 40-72. Thanks to our chemistry lessons. I was able to share my knowledge to you. Anyway, where does vodka belong? I honestly don’t know.
From the time they placed a bottle of Novellino on the table, I already drank a cup. I’m telling you, it’s a CUP. Quite inappropriate for drinking liquor, right? Anyway, for the record, I wasn’t the one who came searching for a cup and hungrily poured wine on it. Dio did it for me. Haha. He let me have a taste of it. Then, absent-mindedly, I was already holding the cup of wine for myself. I poured myself half a cup of wine and added Royal to make it a little less strong.
They brought another set of vodka on the table; I drank with them, too. As a matter of fact, I have no idea how many wine bottles were emptied and how many cup of wine and vodka I have swigged.
I took a break for a while, went to Angelo’s room with Hani, Cha, and Keveyn to view my recently customized blog. (Thanks to Cha!) We spied on someone’s pictures on facebook! Haha. Cruel people. Haha.
I was really supposed to refrain drinking since I already felt my world twisting uneasily. In other words, I already felt light-headed. I gazed at the mirror and saw myself bloodshot. Do I sound harsh? But I really am. It appeared like all blood rushed up and nested on my head. Oya and Yolwin confirmed it. I was considering it was just my hallucination by then. I might not be seeing right due to the influence of alcohol.
But, I’m telling you, I was’nt drunk. No, honestly.
Unfortunately, Aika brought us a high-glass full of Novellino. Pure Novellino. (Irrisistable! Yummy.) So I drank again, Hani with me, until I was left to drain it.
I swear, I wasn’t drunk ‘coz I was writing up (literally, paper and pen) this post the night we drank. (When I was already home, of course.)
Anyway, just a sort of reminder.
1. Do not ever drink liquor if you cannot handle yourself. We don’t want you messing around like you’d be all over the place doing idiocy.
2. Do not act as if you’re drunk I you really are not. Someone’s on watch of how many swigs you’ve taken. You’ll look like a jerk, I swear.
3. Watch your steps. No matter how fast the world is spinning. We don’t wan’t you breaking someone’s house.
4. The most important! Act like HUMAN once you get home. Act like nothing actually happened.
This is the common question you would ask to someone who has drunk several glasses of wine and vodka.
I wasn’t afraid of being drunk and losing myself ‘coz I knew – we knew wine only has the alcohol percentage volume of 12-21, which is lighter compared to lambanog, gin and whisky which is 40-72. Thanks to our chemistry lessons. I was able to share my knowledge to you. Anyway, where does vodka belong? I honestly don’t know.
From the time they placed a bottle of Novellino on the table, I already drank a cup. I’m telling you, it’s a CUP. Quite inappropriate for drinking liquor, right? Anyway, for the record, I wasn’t the one who came searching for a cup and hungrily poured wine on it. Dio did it for me. Haha. He let me have a taste of it. Then, absent-mindedly, I was already holding the cup of wine for myself. I poured myself half a cup of wine and added Royal to make it a little less strong.
They brought another set of vodka on the table; I drank with them, too. As a matter of fact, I have no idea how many wine bottles were emptied and how many cup of wine and vodka I have swigged.
I took a break for a while, went to Angelo’s room with Hani, Cha, and Keveyn to view my recently customized blog. (Thanks to Cha!) We spied on someone’s pictures on facebook! Haha. Cruel people. Haha.
I was really supposed to refrain drinking since I already felt my world twisting uneasily. In other words, I already felt light-headed. I gazed at the mirror and saw myself bloodshot. Do I sound harsh? But I really am. It appeared like all blood rushed up and nested on my head. Oya and Yolwin confirmed it. I was considering it was just my hallucination by then. I might not be seeing right due to the influence of alcohol.
But, I’m telling you, I was’nt drunk. No, honestly.
Unfortunately, Aika brought us a high-glass full of Novellino. Pure Novellino. (Irrisistable! Yummy.) So I drank again, Hani with me, until I was left to drain it.
I swear, I wasn’t drunk ‘coz I was writing up (literally, paper and pen) this post the night we drank. (When I was already home, of course.)
Anyway, just a sort of reminder.
1. Do not ever drink liquor if you cannot handle yourself. We don’t want you messing around like you’d be all over the place doing idiocy.
2. Do not act as if you’re drunk I you really are not. Someone’s on watch of how many swigs you’ve taken. You’ll look like a jerk, I swear.
3. Watch your steps. No matter how fast the world is spinning. We don’t wan’t you breaking someone’s house.
4. The most important! Act like HUMAN once you get home. Act like nothing actually happened.
WVSU crisis
I really hate WAITING, particularly on vital matters…
It’s almost a month since I departed for Iloilo to take up the University Admission exam of WVSU. Up till now, I am still waiting for the results to come. It has already grown into a problem since I already knew the schedule of the next exam, yet I’m still oblivious of the fact if I passed or not!
I couldn’t get a boarding pass for Iloilo, and also not sure if I would be studying there. My father had said, I would be bound for Iloilo once I passed. But if not, I would be thrown to MSU. (I would be glad to be on MSU, knowing I had a lot of classmates going in too!)
I already did every way I know to be aware of my standings at WVSU:
I checked their website each night searching every corner of the page for any link to batch 2 passers. There wasn’t any. FAILED.
I e-mailed their registrar. Still, no response. FAILED.
I messaged my lone contact. (my teacher’s daughter) Still, no response. FAILED.
The very last thing I would do is to call the office! I hope and pray, this one answers!
It’s almost a month since I departed for Iloilo to take up the University Admission exam of WVSU. Up till now, I am still waiting for the results to come. It has already grown into a problem since I already knew the schedule of the next exam, yet I’m still oblivious of the fact if I passed or not!
I couldn’t get a boarding pass for Iloilo, and also not sure if I would be studying there. My father had said, I would be bound for Iloilo once I passed. But if not, I would be thrown to MSU. (I would be glad to be on MSU, knowing I had a lot of classmates going in too!)
I already did every way I know to be aware of my standings at WVSU:
I checked their website each night searching every corner of the page for any link to batch 2 passers. There wasn’t any. FAILED.
I e-mailed their registrar. Still, no response. FAILED.
I messaged my lone contact. (my teacher’s daughter) Still, no response. FAILED.
The very last thing I would do is to call the office! I hope and pray, this one answers!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
yesterday and tomorrow
I was forcing myself not to cry. . . The reason behind is, we would still meet after this event. We would still be going back to school to accomplish all the requirements before leaving the institution. We would still be spending our remaining days together in places and moments we call “biga”.
The enforcement of tears has been difficult enough. It was hard ‘coz during the entire ceremony, I was reminiscing the moments we have shared with each other. I looked around and see how much we’ve grown into much mature persons. It hurts to think that in the four-year company, we would separate just like this. (Lucky for those who’ll be on the same schools and the same courses.) Yet, we’ve got no choice. You can’t be a high school forever!
During the singing of Tacurong Hymn, I was already on verge of tears, thinking this would be the very last time I would ever sing the hymn. I hate singing that during flag ceremony. How Ironic.
At last, it was all over, we we’re finally called graduates. I saw my classmates crying. I really hate myself being a copycat. Every time I saw someone cry, I also weep. I feel a twinge of empathy on them.
I must not think of yesterdays, though some of the memories I had are happy, I would still be sad knowing that these people wouldn’t be with me weaving another happy moments. I must be looking forward to what I will be tomorrow.
The enforcement of tears has been difficult enough. It was hard ‘coz during the entire ceremony, I was reminiscing the moments we have shared with each other. I looked around and see how much we’ve grown into much mature persons. It hurts to think that in the four-year company, we would separate just like this. (Lucky for those who’ll be on the same schools and the same courses.) Yet, we’ve got no choice. You can’t be a high school forever!
During the singing of Tacurong Hymn, I was already on verge of tears, thinking this would be the very last time I would ever sing the hymn. I hate singing that during flag ceremony. How Ironic.
At last, it was all over, we we’re finally called graduates. I saw my classmates crying. I really hate myself being a copycat. Every time I saw someone cry, I also weep. I feel a twinge of empathy on them.
I must not think of yesterdays, though some of the memories I had are happy, I would still be sad knowing that these people wouldn’t be with me weaving another happy moments. I must be looking forward to what I will be tomorrow.
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