after months of not being able to touch the keyboard and type nonsense stuff alas! I’m back… but only until christmas vacation lasts. I have gone through 2 months of hardship, 4-5 hours of sleep every night, 1 hour of meal and the rest was intended for reading the thickest book I have ever read in my entire life! I remember when I was in high school I barely scan my books, except for noli and el filibusterismo which we were required to read in advance so that we won’t stand the whole class. But though it was tiring, hell it was all worth it! being able to answer the questions your professors throw at you and passing those long quizzes was more rewarding than I ever thought. I forgot how it felt like to be praised for doing something great or something not expected of me. I was too busy mocking those people who didn’t play the game right, too busy acting like an immature child, but in the end I was the one who gained nothing. I still have 3 more months to fill and prove myself to my family and my superiors. I now belong to a block where people greet a happy good morning even if they’re too busy reviewing for the quiz. People who make me feel secure and make me laugh even after receiving a bad comment from a terror professor.
The Lights in REMEDIOS
One night as I was passing by the street of Remedios in Malate, I saw people hanging Christmas decorations as the cool night breeze brushed in my face. I realized that it was again the event children have been waiting for… the BIRTH of the SON. 19 years of living on earth was like an eternity not everyone would want, but no one would dare leave. In my small steps but rather fast paced walk I pretend that I’m cold as ice and hard as stone, I dare go back to the time I was soft as a pillow and sweet as the candy canes given to small children then just when I have reached the front of the house I tell myself how much I regret feeling that way, blaming myself for being so weak and vulnerable to emotions that make people alike… they all love. I will never commit the same mistake twice, not in this lifetime not until I have found the reason for the pain I felt before and not until I find a rational reason.
kasalukuyan kong binabasa ngayon ang Witch of Portobello na sinulat ni Paulo Coelho. napanalunan ko ito sa aming christmas party.
