Oh oh oh, it is my birthday and the date suggests my age as well. Starting the day right, I woke up before 5 am, did some washings, broke down the corridor of the apartment, passed the indoor pond and the garage and entered the canteen. As usual, rice as our staple food made the course with hotdog. It’s my day yet, I was alone taking my breakfast when I should be still at home in Bulacan with my family since in the university we usually have no classes on Mondays. I remembered a week before, we had plans of rescheduling our anatomy class on a Monday, and it will be made effective today. Anyway, I didn’t have the guts to wake up my roommate and join me with my meal given that he doesn’t have classes today and I’ll just be spoiling his deep sleep. Part of my everyday routine is to start taking a bath an hour or two before my appointment and for today, this was when my mom and some of my HS classmates started expressing wishes and greetings to me thru text messages. I wore my green polo shirt my mom gave me and walked to school. I felt so happy thinking that finally, my TTH class will be officially be rescheduled on a Monday because if this will be the case, I’ll be having more time for any part time job available. However, it turned out the other way and so I went back home very disappointed of my early return in Laguna on a Sunday. It was just pass 7 in the morning and I found myself caught in boredom. I started reading my syllabus in anatomy in preparation for next session. Then lunch came with my roommate; a time for some chit chats. After filling my gut, I started reading my third John Grisham’s book, A Painted House. Lying on my bed, I finished the first four chapters of the book and eventually fell asleep. Got woke up by a body clock at pass 4 in the afternoon and started responding to the greetings I’ve received via text messages. I then asked Princess, a good college friend of mine to join me for a dinner when I remembered that she has her sister with her. She asked me if she could bring Kim, her sister with her and of course, I found it nice to be with the two. Time passed so quickly and suddenly I had my outdoor attire worn, ready for the dinner. I decided to have our meal at Mommy Ludy’s (‘coz I was craving that time for cordon bleu which whenever we do grocery in Fairview is always part of our list). They made their own orders and I had mine done as well. Cess, as many of our friends used to call her, is a batchmate of mine in Microbiology and is currently taking her Masters in the said field. We had lots of stories shared as if we haven’t seen each other for years. Well, most of our accounts were our experiences for the past three weeks of June back in the university as students again. It always felt good exchanging discourses with her and moments with her just reminded me of my HS classmate who thinks very out-of-this-world. It’s my day and so with no words uttered, I’m the one who’s in-charge of the bill (a once in a blue moon thing, LOL). While I’m on the process of this blog, some sort of my bitter past crossed my mind but I think, it would be better to leave it unsaid. Anyway, I accompanied them back home and went to my place on my own afterwards. Oh by the way, on my way to LB Square (where most of the gimmick nights in Los Banos is held), Gela, college blocmate, called me through phone to say her thoughtful greetings. Upon meeting Cess, she handed me over a present, a set of nice papr clips and a stress ball, and of the two, I like the latter. It would be my second because my bestfriend and I exchanged one each before we left for Bulacan last April.
No one in my place knew that I was actually celebrating my birthday. I didn’t tell them and they didn’t ask ‘bout it when we all first met. It was I think pass 9 when I arrived home though I should be in our place much earlier. I always walk unhurried unless there are time constraints and the like. I was wondering that time with my feelings and a lot of things until I reached the front gate. I sat on a corridor bench, gazed at the stars quickly fading every now then above the clouds, thinking what’s with me all through these teenage years that I haven’t yet entered nor made moves to end up with, you know, a usual relationship. Am I still attached to the events of the past that it holds me back when I can actually and should move on? I really don’t think getting into a relationship would help things out. At some point that night, I realized that my status’ actually discomfits and causes me uneasiness and worries but what can I do, I can’t find the one who can replace YOU...
No one in my place knew that I was actually celebrating my birthday. I didn’t tell them and they didn’t ask ‘bout it when we all first met. It was I think pass 9 when I arrived home though I should be in our place much earlier. I always walk unhurried unless there are time constraints and the like. I was wondering that time with my feelings and a lot of things until I reached the front gate. I sat on a corridor bench, gazed at the stars quickly fading every now then above the clouds, thinking what’s with me all through these teenage years that I haven’t yet entered nor made moves to end up with, you know, a usual relationship. Am I still attached to the events of the past that it holds me back when I can actually and should move on? I really don’t think getting into a relationship would help things out. At some point that night, I realized that my status’ actually discomfits and causes me uneasiness and worries but what can I do, I can’t find the one who can replace YOU...
This pic was taken last May 2; an advance celebration while my dad's with us still coz he's working abroad.
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