Present Life

This is my hopeless attempt to sensationalize the boring existence that I am pursuing right now, which revolves around the mess that I need to fix in school and the sembreak that I might not be able to avail.

*fingering journ 109
Now I know how it feels to have your fingers overused, literally. The 50-page handwritten digest that we were required to do in journ109 (mass media laws) has resulted to this quite weary right hand that I am having right now…(not to mention the sore and throbbing veins in between my fingers due to writing almost nonstop for two days.) I loathe hand writing and it was really record-breaking that I was able to bear the pain of having my hands crucified through it. Imagine needing two days to write down all of the cases… I was actually reminded of gradeschool, those times when children were forced to write the overrated “I will not be noisy again” ten thousand times when caught giggling or chatting with a blabbermouth seatmate. Now I remember how unflawful it was during the old days. But a friend of mine said that “I won’t be noisy again” would be inappropriate for me. She said that it would be better if I promise ten thousand times that “I will be good when meeting a new friend”. Yeah, right! But that’s another story.


*the eyeball thingy
Nyahaha! I know most of my childhood and high-school friends, who thought they knew me too well, would laugh at my face when they learn about this… but its okay. I’m used to their mockery, anyway. Let’s go into the funny details... it is safe to say that I did meet somebody, unintentionally (because afterall, I never really wanted to meet him in person). And yes, tang ina talaga. Haha. Not in my slightest imagination would I ever see myself trapped in such situation again. Never again, please. But before anyone else get me wrong, and before you begin to smirk while trying to imagine the uneasy situation that I survived through, really, it's not what you think. It's not that I’ve turned into an ugly slut who’s hopeless enough to plan for her own romance. It was just something that I’ve tried, once, because a friend of mine reminded me that I should, after all, get a life. “Puro ka na lang skul, matanda na tayo, cza, bente na!” and so, I thought that she was right. Referrals did the whole thing with the both of us and we became friends thru text. Haha. There was nothing wrong with the person that I met… It was me who has gone all wrong. And after the tragic but hilarious incident, I realized that everything else takes time and that I should never rush things out… that true love waits. Nyaha…


*goodbye! now na!
Ate pat asked me last night why I looked pissed off, I blatantly said to her, “nagbawas kase ako ng kaibigan” (hala, ang corny, noh?!) Okay, maybe it was rude of me to say it but there’s nothing that I can do now. I decided to lose a friend. Maybe it was an obvious mistake. But then maybe he deserved it too because after all these years, he was fast to answer that my friendship has been nothing to him. So what was I supposed to do, right? I do not plan to have people around me who would just know that I exist when they are in need…those people who would only know me when they need someone to tell them the words that they would want to hear - the words that they need to elate themselves and make them believe that they are better off than other people. I'm just too tired of trying to be kind and for once, I would really want to be reminded on how cruel I am. Haha. Maybe its sad and all that because I am used to having this person, believing that I was his friend too, but I know its better this way. I was dead wrong when I thought that as his friend I mattered to him. So, devoured by the angst that has kept me down that day, I said to him that he didn’t deserve my friendship. (yuck, baduy!). It was an entirely pathetic argument that led to my friendship’s tragic end and now I wonder what if words hadn’t been said… Bitter? No way.


*Batangas!
We’re off to Batangas real soon for the continuation of our "INC" thesis prod! We are supposed to meet with the production staff of Captain Barbell and Komiks. And since the former's exec. producer told us that they're shooting in Batangas and that they have no time to meet with us in Manila, there's no stopping us from heading to the South this sembreak (not unless we run out of money to spend for our transpo and stuff) I’m so excited to meet and greet Richard Gutierrez na. Haha. The thesis thingy is back in the game this sembreak so instead of limping around this October and get wasted every night with a bunch of childhood friends, the five of us might as well stretch some muscles and prepare our legs for a literal legwork for our production. Hell yeah!