June 9, 2005
CLEANING OUT THE CLUTTER
Last night, I arranged my drawer and found out a lot of clutters on it..hahaha…this is my consequence of not cleaning it for the past sem…I saw a lot of memories, both good and bad, a ot of papers, too.
BAD MEMORY
I saw my math 19 notebook. When I opened it, the math19 times came unto me. Honestly, my math19 times were not good, especially when a long test is approaching. The subject was really hard, good thing I passed it. Honestly speaking, I did not understand the whole concept of it. I was just solving and solving until I drop.
GOOD MEMORIES
Aside from that math19 notebook, I also saw a short brown envelope which holds my orsem stuff. What struck me most with my orsem things is the bond paper containing my block’s and birdie’s (block tnt) message for shara. It’s so funny how those people scribble their message on how they see you. Another brown envelope, but this time, it’s long, was also in my drawer. When I opened it to see the contents, men! It’s my high school memories! My pictures during academy days, turn over ceremonies, “ala lng” pictures, and my class and batch pic. Also in that envelope is my 2 grad pics, when I didn’t receive any single award, just my high school diploma. Even my junior high diary was there. It was actually a requirement in our cl class with ms. de Guzman. Few weeks ago, I had some backtracks with my diary. Then, I realized that I was normal since I am growing up na talaga. Pinagtatawanan ko pa nga sarili ko sa sobrang kababawan ko dati!
FROM LETTERS WITH LOVE
Another interesting stuff in my drawer is the bunch of love letters I have received during high school. They are being kept by a single, red envelope (with the card as well) given to me by Eileen during Christmas 2000. The red envelope contains letters from my fans namely Eileen (Christmas card), Mom and Dad (retreat letter), Leslie (valentines 2001), lizet, ka-ye, kim, and trish (graduation letters), abhie (thank you letter), and last, but not the least, Tj (sorry letter).
PANIC CRYING
Tj’s letter brings me the funniest memory at this point in time, but during those times when he gave it to me, it was like I wanted to kill him. Ironic, right? Indeed, it’s ironic. It’s because at that time, (December 2003), he did not remind me that the exact day of the submission for my kwentong thai in our fil class was right at that moment. He’s my leader pa nman and I really got no choice but to ask my mom to send it over to the guards. But this habit was no longer allowed in our school. I really took time making that thai story, translate it from English to Filipino, and slept the next morning, encoding the story. Days before the unknown submission date, I insisted him in keeping my finished work, but he refused. He said that my paper might get crumpled coz he got no folder at that time. I also reviewed my work and I saw some grammatical errors on it so I agreed. And when it was time to pass the paper, I was really crying. My friends couldn’t help me since their asian stories were all complete. Good thing my group mate had an extra asian story, yet, it was not a thai story. Since the themes were almost similar like that of thai stories, we named it as kwentong thai. When my mataray na teacher in fil was checking one by one all the stories, my heart beat was indeed, at pressure. I was afraid that she might caught us with what we did. e pag si ms. tecson pa naman ang nakahuli sa’yo, truly, mapapahiya ka hanggang buto!....when it was our story that she was checking, I glared at tj. He promised me that he would be the one responsible for me. We were really nervous! Sobra!....and she was done checking our group’s stories..whew! after that, tj told me that it was over na, and we have to be happy na coz ms.tecson did not recognize it. Eventually, bati na ulit kmi.
*****
When that simple memory came unto me, natawa na lng ako. Hehehehe. It’s so funny how fate weaves situations, sometimes it’s not in favor of us, sometimes it is. Sometimes, combination of the two, like what happened to me and tj. Sometimes, malas talaga. you thought it was okay, but in reality, it’s not. Like my situation right now regarding rr. As of now, it’s not crystal, yet I’m trying to diminish my fondness for him. when I saw his pictures, pinagtatawanan ko na lng. That’s the right thing to do. Laugh at those times when he was kind and maasikaso to me, laugh at those times when I was truly, madly, deeply hurt, laugh at those times when he had our moments, laugh at those times when he greets me…TAWA NA LANG!
Di ba laughter is the best medicine? Yeah, I need a bunch of laughter for my wounded heart (eek! Cheesy!)
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha……=)
