by cheskie
Listening to: Bic Runga- Sway
Feeling: shocked
’Coz I’m leaving on a jet plane... Don’t know when I’ll be back again…
Unlike the first telenovela…this is totally reality based.
What a completely fucking bipolar day. One bad and good thing after another.
First things first: I am so against the idea of people leaving.
Yesterday, I probably was the last person to find out that Andrew was leaving for Canada after finishing his first year at CSM. Imagine what he and Gem are going through right now. They just started out fresh and then this happens. Ugh. Now I couldn’t blame all the ants surrounding them because of their oozing sweetness. A trip to Enchanted Kingdom was planned for the summer before he leaves. So I guess I’d better start saving up. Ugh.
Even John also told us that he will also leave for Canada if things didn’t work out well for his family here. Even Aaron was saying that if he wasn’t able to pass all his subjects this first semester, he will just skip college and fly to Saudi to work alongside his Dad.
This sucks. My first tropa and we will already become watak-watak only because of surviving of the fittest. And to think that there will be only eight months of gimikan left. Ugh.
Today was different. English class suddenly went Home Ec when RJ’s group demonstrated making an alcoholic drink called Taheebo (I don’t know if this was spelled out right) Sunrise; a mixture of a bottle of Tanduay, chocolate milk, condensed milk, and all the other cha-cha. I just sipped a little, and boom! I went completely lightheaded. Prof. Arellano was given a full glass, walked ekis-ekis after class, and drank coffee when she got back from the faculty. Not only that, Kuya Aaron went into the room in a nurse’s uniform! Hehe. Wala lang.
Oh yeah, and John finally went back to his old self and started hanging out with us again! Yay! Welcome back! You know we love you! Ü
I don’t know if it was the drink, or the weather, or me, that suddenly got me feeling so down. Break time seemed like the longest two hours and thirty minutes of my whole life. My peeps were soundtripping; Andrew borrowing someone else’s guitar and sang some OPM’s with the others, some chatting and laughing and living it up like they didn’t have a care in the world, while I just stayed and sat at the corner of the room like a wet cat.
That is until Kuya Aaron sat next to me and started chatting me up because he thought I looked kinda sad. Going back to the Enchanted Kingdom thing, I asked him what the entrance fee was, and started rambling of having a phobia with any type of ride. He said that I should try all the rides, even if it meant dragging me into one so I could just enjoy my 500-something bucks. He even promised me that he will go with me in any ride, and I promised him that I would kill him afterwards.
Speaking of which, he already read the fifth chapter of myself: My Fears. The guy really makes me feel like I’m under a microscope. Not that he was being freakin’ offensive. Hinay-hinay lang dapat siya.
Psychology class was kinda…blank. Prof. Espiritu called every student one by one to tell what final grade we have gotten. I was already so nervous after all the A’s to L’s until some people from the snack company Jack N’ Jill came to present their new flavor of V-Cut, which was onion and garlic something. My total loss of appetite and my total umay-ness just made me throw the junk food straight to the trash when they left.
Guess what? I got a 2 in Psychology, NSTP, and a 2.5 in Filipino. As for the others, I’d rather not know.
Then somebody came and…snap. Things started going down the drain after this.
The whole thing concerns Aaron…and since he has total respect for my privacy, it’s better if I respected his privacy more. It’s just…too complicated to type. Whatever.
So please, Kuya…don’t do anything stupid, okay? As a friend, I’m just worried about you, that’s all. I hope things will be fixed by Saturday. Honestly speaking, looking sad doesn’t suit you. Just remember, you don’t have anything to feel guilty about. Period.
Damn, after typing all this shit, I feel like I really am the biggest actress on Earth. My twisted dreams are getting my sanity out of me.Ugh.
Fuck, ayoko ng ganito…
15 days to go ‘til John’s birthday…
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