Friday, April 08, 2005

MOVEMENT& WHY I HATE IT

If there is one thing nowadays that saddens me, (since there is no schoolwork this summer to cause me depression, hehe) it is movement. I despise the feeling that people keep on moving and it is sad that it seems I am being left behind.

Being ‘Room Alone’

For one, in our dormitory, three of my roommates are moving out. And take note, we are only four in the room which means that I am the only one who would be left in our good ‘ol Africa room. Charm is moving to Makati since she found a new job in Ayala. Even if we did not get to spend that much time talking and bonding since she always had her dinner with her boyfriend and she usually sleeps late and wakes up late while I sleep late but earlier than she does and wake up really early and go to school; I am sure going to miss her and her cheerful disposition.

Khia, my kikay roommate, would transfer to La Salle after spending a year in Miriam College. Of course, who would not miss Khia? I am sure everyone in the dorm would miss her - the way she does the “sayaw kikay”; her vanity; her screams while at the CR as she is sooo scared; her frank criticism of our fashion statements; her rants about some of her friends; her stories and tears when it comes to her one and only true love; and of course, I would personally miss her “teng Correa!” greeting to me every time I arrive.

Llane, on the other hand, my partner as the original room pasaway since last year when Kare and Tara left us, is leaving me now. She still is studying in Ateneo but she is planning to not stay in a dorm anymore. I think her mom wants her to just go to their home, which is in Las Piñas, everyday. (Good luck, dear. I am sure you no longer need to be in a diet, in that case). I am sure going to miss her – her quietness which I like when I need concentration with what I am doing; her passion for romance novels such as “Bandits’ Romance” (yes, that is how cheesy the titles are, hehe, peace); and of course, her love for sleeping. I catch her sleeping almost all the time –whether I go to our room at 1030 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon, she is sleeping. And the funny thing about her sleeping habit is that I can easily tell if she has a long test or a paper due the next day, she sleeps extra earlier. Haha, talk about a real escapist. :-p

Missing the Ninjas, the Creative Peeps & the Block.

I have talked about this before, right? Certainly, I still cannot help now but miss the wonderful time I have spent working with such talented people. Yes, after several weeks, I am still not over it.

Now that I am in my province, (and God, I have to spend almost two months here), certainly, if there is one thing I miss most there in the city, aside from the shopping malls, hehe – that would be my block – A3. hmmppfff.. I feel bad almost all A3s are taking up Economics this summer. Huhu, I could not imagine having no class with the block.

BEING A SUMMER BUM

I feel bad being a bum, even if it is summer and most people say that I need this break. Everyone I know is taking their summer classes – both my blockmates and my high school friends, that is. And it may sound odd but I feel guilty about it that right now, I am squeezing my brain of all the possible productive things I could do this summer, of course, preferably here in Baler.

Choice1: Apprentice jobs in the town hall or in any government office is impossible since from what I know, they give slots to those who most need extra money.

Choice2: My mom, whom I call now Mother Goose, suggests that I hone my musical skills by taking up either piano or voice lessons. I am still thinking about it. I tend to easily get frustrated – especially when I try to learn something new and I feel that I suck at it – like driving and playing the guitar.

Choice3: My father said I could be an announcer or DJ for a local station here with the segment for teens. Haha, he IS kidding, right? It is very much related to my course but it does not sound like a very good idea. Haha, I cannot imagine myself giving advice on pimples, crushes or first loves. I must admit, though, that for a split sec, I considered doing that. Hehe.

Choice4: or I could write a story or articles this summer and contribute to teen magazines or to our literary magazine. But what I am going to write about? And do I write that well? Hay, my nega attitude is surfacing again and it is dragging me down. Well, good luck to me. I need your prayers, puh-leesse.