Monito Monita #1: Something Long and Hard

Aga naming mag-Kris Kringle no? Excited ‘tong mga classmate ko sa 8. Unang exchange gift namin last Saturday, November 23. Tinamad lang talaga akong i-blog kaagad kaya eto, ngayon ko lang isusulat.

Simulan muna natin sa kung gaano kahirap mag-isip ng something long and hard. Yung something long pa nga lang, mahirap na, sinamahan pa ng hard. Edi mag mahirap na, ‘di ba? Pwede ba yung pag-iisip ko na lang ng kung anong ireregalo? Something long and hard iyon eh. Isa pa, ang hirap isipan ng pagbibigyan ko. ‘Di ko alam kung magugstuhan niya ba o hindi.

Una kong naisip na iregalo eh pamaypay. Mahilig si Alfie sa pamaypay eh. Tsaka lagi siyang may gano’n. Kaso naisip ko na baka yung magbibigay sa’kin pamaypay rin yung ibigay kaya walang sense kung iniregalo ko pamaypay tapos yung babalik sa ‘kin ay pamaypay pa rin. So, no fans.

Pangalawa, naisip kong bilhan ng walis tingting. Kaso ang hirap bitbitin.

Tinanong ko na siya kung anong gusto niya tapos ang sabi niya kahit ano raw basta kakaiba. Edi mas nahirapan na ako kasi gusto niya ng kakaiba. Ang sarap konyatan!

In the end, niregaluhan ko siya ng ampalaya. I know, I know. It’s a silly gift but I was running out of ideas at that time. Wala na talaga akong maisip na maa-appreciate ng taong reregaluhan ko. Sige na, ako na ang lousy gift giver!

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At least sinamahan ko pa ng ways kung paano magluto ng ginisang ampalaya. Kahit na medyo mali. Oh well.

And I was right about my guess. Pamaypay nga yung natanggap ko. 🙂

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Turon

Nasasaktan ang aking damdamin dahil nagmahal na ang turon sa fourth floor. Ang dating 10 pesos, naging 12 na. Sabi nung ateng nagtitinda tumaas na daw. Obvious naman diba? Hahahhaha! Alangan namang yung puni yung tumaas kaya naging 12 na. Piso per foot ng pagtaas.

Pero swear, ang sakit sa puso. Sa fouth floor pa man din binebenta yung pinakamasarap na turong nakain ko sa tanang buhay ko beside sa turon ng nanay ko. Turon na nga lang ng fourth floor ang pinakamasarap na kinakain ko sa school, ganyan pa?! Nasaan ang hustisya?!

“But then I realized I was holding onto something that didn’t exist anymore. That the person I missed didn’t exist anymore. People change. The things we like and dislike change. And we could wish all day long that they didn’t, but they always will.”   -Sarah Ockler

So Close And Still So Far

For most of the first half of my college life, I’ve been with BSA section 8. With the re-sectioning, I was transferred to section 6.

Today was the first day of this semester and while I was on my way to school, everything felt fine. Normal, even. I even met with a few of my former classmates in front of the Dean’s office and had a chat with them. Again, everything felt normal albeit the topics we were discussing. We were talking about different schedules and different professors. It was weird for me because I never really thought that I would discuss that kind of stuff with them.

When it was time for me to go, I went to our designated classroom. When I went in, I was looking for Nikki because she was a former classmate and the only person I know in that class. Unfortunately, she wasn’t there. On that realization, I was hit by a bunch of nerves. That was when everything struck and I was like, “Oh my god, what’s happening to me? Why are my hands shaking? Oh my god.”

I was actually just standing there in front and my classmates were starting to notice me but then I acted quickly and sat on the chair near the table since it was vacant. Plus no one was there yet. I felt lonely and I missed my former classmates so I texted a few of them (with shaking hands) and I was so glad that they replied with words of encouragement. It would be nice if they were physically there, though.

Good thing Yashi came and sat by me through the whole hour until we got tired of waiting for our professor and went to grab our lunch. We ate with Jonna and Jelly and the two of them shared stuff that their professor said to them. While we were there, I missed my other friends. When will we eat lunch together again? When will we see each other with all of us in attendance?

Trishia, Rio, Liezel, Mika, Jonna, Yashi, Jelly, Alfie, and Cha are my closest friends from our class. I know that they will always be close by and at the same time still too far. It will not be the same anymore… I just… I miss them. I haven’t gone a whole day with my new section yet and still I cry at the thought that this is it for us. We’ll make new set of friends and see and text each other once in a while… But that’s it. It scares me because I know how these kind of relationship ends. You may be the best of friends now but after some time, they will become distant without you even knowing it and poof… They’re gone. It has happened before. It’s likely to happen again.

That’s the truth. I’m scared. Scared of losing the friends I’ve made. I don’t want to contemplate much on it, though…

Let’s just see what this semester will bring.