Pagbigyan mo naman ako..:(

kaninang umaga sa Accounting class under Mr. Susi. (7:00-8:00)

Sir Susi was about to write my name on the seat plan beside Cherry's name, pero nasa likod kasi yun, pinakalikod actually at gusto ko sa harap.


Me: Wala bang available dito sa harap Sir?


Sir Susi: (pointing to the vacant seats)


Me: Uhm. Dito na lan Sir (pointing to the seat nearest to his table)


Sir Susi: Pumili ka na lang ng iba.


Me: Bakit Sir?


Sir Susi: Baka magulat ka pag nakita mo yung nakaupo diyan. (pointing to the seat next to the seat I chose at nakatawa pa)


Me: Hala Sir! katabi lang naman. Gusto ko kasi dito sa harap.


Sir Susi: Nag-aalala ako sayo eh. Pumili ka na lang sa dalawa diyan (referring to the seats behind the one I chose)


No choice, sinunod ko na lang.


Then in the middle of the lecture arrived the boy Sir Susi was talking about.


Ayun, ang ingay pala. Sobrang nakakairita.


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Sa klase naman namin ng English. (1-2:30)


May nagtext. Na-curious naman ako dahil sa talk 'n text ang gamit ko at kokonte lang ang nakakaalam ng numero kong yun, wala pang sampu. At totoo ding madalang ako maka-receive ng text dun dahil puro tawag, galing pa sa iisang tao..:)) Kaya naman dali dali kong in-open, expecting it was from the guy I really really like.
At pag-open ko, nabasa ko ang "Mam" na ipinangalan ko sa professor namin ng Accounting.


At eto ang sabi...


"Good PM [my name], I have referred your case to the dean of Accountancy and she told me not to allow you to transfer (from her class to Mr. Susi's). Transfers are only allowed during the first weeks of the semester. I have already informed Mr. Susi about it. Tapos na kasi prelims eh. I'm sorry but we have policy to follow."


Ayun! at di na ako nakapag-concentrate makinig sa lecture sa English.


Pareho na nga kasi silang pumayag nun, ipinaalam pa sa dean, wala na sanang problema. May dalawang rason kasi kong bakit gusto ko lumipat. One is ___ and the other is ___.. haha.. akin na lang..
Anyway, I have decided to take it as a challenge.

LUCKY I AM

Last week, I was just so problematic and down—yes, so down and depressed—for I thought I would be asked to leave school again. Oh! Not again. I hate the life I had left. I hated the life of bystander and I will never be one anymore. That's a promise.

Well, I feel so great and blessed and prized and prioritized right now. My brother arrived home from Cavite yesterday. We had serious discussion together with our two other siblings. Then he said his decision. I will continue my studies but my sister have to leave hers. I could feel my sister's bitter acceptance of our brother's decision but somehow, it'd pass just like what I had felt three years ago—I even cried out loud (Good thing is that it's not yet the final choice, maybe he will change his mind). You know the feeling of being prioritized? I feel it. And I love this feeling. Being one of the priorities for now is like an achievement because it means something; it means that I am noticed for my desire to finish a degree.

I want to share what happened a week before final examination in our first semester. Well, it was two weeks before the exam, Ma'am Padre, our English 1a instructor, chose me to join English competition together with three other classmates. It was surprising for me since the subject is one of my weaknesses and lucky I was. I participated in the reading comprehension field. It was the first elimination round and I must say that it was easy as pie but I really don't want to expect that I passed it (we are not yet informed of the result). This fortunate day was a perfect day for me to reflect on my doings and assumed its negative views that I couldn't see or I failed to see rather. In taking my studies during the first semester, I had this thought that real challenge had not yet began and this real challenge I refer to is the accounting subject we had to struggle for to pass it. This very thought urged me to take my studies too easily. It's like the competition I joined. Games, contests, competitions or whatever you want to name it, begin in easy mode, followed by medium and the final round is the difficult mode. Having it realized is helpful on its very own ways to make me transform in any way. I must thank GOD for this.

Easy mode in my chosen endeavor was the first semester. But I think I would possibly fail myself for the slight negligence I spared for my studies. Failing in the easiest mode would be an obstruction for me to continually battling in my race. That was it! It was an invalid guiding principle to push on my pursuit. I am just so fortunate to somehow pass my grades. I should be better next semester where "real challenge" will begin.

Tomorrow, I'll be going to Bayombong to enroll myself.