June 11th, 2009

Days in LB

So this is how it is in any case I decide to leave the dorm and go back and forth Binan-LB on a regular school day? One word: HAGGARD.

It all started last Monday. No alarming of phone. I don't have an exact call time to beat anyway. Well, I was kinda right about that. I turned down the aircon the night before--just cool enough to keep me asleep, and warm enough to wake me up once the sunshine heats up the earth. I woke up past seven. Exactly the time I intended to do my morning rituals of eating breakfast and taking a bath. I finished with my routine just past eight, so with the two-hour commute, I reached LB by ten-fifteen. And when I got there, they were just about to release registration forms, with only a handful of hopeful students waiting by the corridor and inside the office. Perfect, great timing.

Gave up my ID to the staff inside, and in a jiffy I was presented with my Form 5. I go back in the office, pick up the half-sheet of paper and filled it up with the necessary information I could provide, then left half-piece of paper with my Form 5 to the snob staff behind the counter. Then, off to the sorority house.

In the soro house, I was surprised by the presence of Lo. I know she has work. And I know she just came from out-of-town, somewhere in Leyte, for work. So I also know she's not forgetful in bringing us presents. I see her sitting in the sala, laptop on her lap, just started watching with this movie I haven't yet deciphered. A few chitchats on how work and the trip went, plans on bills payment of the not-so-new home sweet home, registration and campus issues. Then she finally shares the pastillas she's been keeping in her travel bag, fresh from the airport.

Soon enough, she offered to watch with me this cool film she's viewing again: Taken. Great, I also like the movie! So yeah, I've seen it too. But before we officially started with the quick movie marathon, I brought up to her a topic I didn't think she wasn't informed yet: death of our sis' mother. You see, her mother happens to cater to our activities the past two years: in our alumni homecomings, and more often than not, in the annual Open Tambayan. In two years' span, we grew close to one another: the sisses and Tita, as we'd fondly call her.

She's no different from any other mother who loves her daughter. Like my own mom, she had her stereotype of the sorority, and resist such form of organization. She also didn't like her daughter's decision to secretly join a sorority, and is stunned to know the truth when she was a member already. Anyway, Tita died of liver cancer just that morning. And all of us just found it so ironic: she just graduated on time, yet her mom was taken away from her. Lo said, "Pina-graduate lang muna sya." And I reply, "At least she got to see her march." [Well, pretty much the funniest comment I heard was, "Sayang, di ka man lang nya inabutan ikasal." Now how far can that get? XD] And I get the nagging feeling that she'll get by just fine. Even now, as her mother is to be taken to her final resting place, she's good. Well, my prayers are for them both.

After the drama, well we started off with the movie trip, and finished so by lunch time. But then,neither of us had the appetite to eat lunch. With nothing else to do but wait a few more hours for my filled up form from our college, I watched yet another movie. Lo already left for her half-day work, pitied enough on me to leave her Compaq for me to have something to pass time. And so I watched The Accidental Husband, its picture I just saw in the Coming Soon frame when I watched Angels and Demons in Festival. In the middle of my preview, Anne came next. A few chitchat, and then she was off to work once again. Lunch time--the perks of holding your own schedule and doing what you enjoy.

Anyway, so it was alone time in the house. The film was over in two hours, and by past two, I was plain bored and just waiting on my sis before I leave the house locked. Within about thirty minutes of browsing through files, documents, and a very, very, very few games, they finally came, and in a jiffy we were all out of the house. I've decided to check out and withdraw money from the bank, afterwards checking out if my forms have been released. Good move. It was just before closing time when I got to the bank. And in the Dean's office, I just managed to pull of getting a Form 26 that she won't allow me for lame reasons of simply changing sections. Anyway, that's that, and so I just left, feeling quite happy for myself.

But I didn't leave for home right then and there. I happen to pass by my churchmate, and all of a sudden out of hunger for not having the said lunch and with just enough time and money for some chitchat, we decided to have a short merienda at this burger store at the foot of our dorm. Yet after that meal, my work wasn't still done! The supposedly last work to tick off the day's to-do list was send a letter, that I didn't really get to do when all of a sudden the heavy rain poured down. Worried of having the papers wet, I simply took off, on my way back to Binan.

Around seven, I was back with my usual Facebook, Forums, YMail routine. All until past twelve, maybe even one. Can't really recall.

The next day, I slept in until ten-thirty. Mom woke me up to remind me that I planned on going back to LB for another pre-rog attempt--the desire to change sections to fit my schedule. So I immediately got up, chasing a 1 PM deadline to get to LB. Same routine, same time consumed. Even had myself lost in the forests of Makiling. But thankfully got to see where my very first class would be next week.

After such failed attempt to find the teacher I just need, I was chasing next to a 3 PM deadline this time. A few minutes past three, I was heading for my sis' mom's wake, thankfully getting there even ahead of the sisses. After a short chitchat and some plan-plotting, we went out and even had myself spend on some buko pie that mom and I both love. Straight home once again!

Well, only this time I slept past four, instead of just one. Been up all night in the laptop, chatting away. It's been a while since I really chatted long hours with so many people. And still, we were chatting about that, whatever that was, which I still don't know and I don't really have plans of knowing, but now realizing that indeed I do have to know so.

And then for the last time yesterday, with the suggestion of the teacher I talked with the day before, I rushed to LB beating a 10 AM deadline, and luckily got to the teacher's office just about a quarter before ten. Hesitantly went back to our college to have my adviser and the dean sign my form to officially register me in my desired lab class. Met with a brod who just filed for overload, and chitchatted on the walk back to the dorm.

Lo and behold! I saw Davis about to go down from the dorm for the first time in weeks. He was on his way to the dean's office to have his papers signed for his SA [aka work]. Like, what the? That's where I just came from. But of course, friendship trumps over laziness and the hot mid-day madness, so I went with him and we told one another of all the juicy chismax we've been missing from one another. I mentioned to him the outing, and that which I couldn't remember, while he told me of his party night that he's been resisting for almost a year now, with my party-mate who happens to be his very roommate.

And then we met with Madam. She's been out the past semester, and it's been surprising to see her with such a very short hair! As Davis told me before, she wasn't as thin as before, but I definitely I agree with his comment that she looks so much better this time, with a few fats here and there and an awesome cut that totally suits her.

After that one-hour lunch in FC, wherein our friendly kuya who serves us food almost kicked us out, we went separate ways: them on a pre-rog attempt that I just finished, me on a call work. Called a few offices, got pissed off at the unreliable payphone on the street that ate up my five-peso coin and won't take in another five-peso coin of mine. A few failed attempts, and some thirty pesos spent on less than five-minute calls pretty much paid off. Gathered new information in the least.

For the first time in years, I came home from LB on a weekday as early as three! After an hour, I found myself drowsy, so I rewarded myself some sleep in the air-conditioned room after quite a job well done for the three days spent back-and-forth in LB.

My point now? Still the one word: HAGGARD. Three days' trip got me exhausted. I find the commute time very much wasted. Makes me appreciate all the more living in the dormitory. Making me hesitant on my plans to stay at home instead of rent an apartment or what when I go OJT next summer.

Anyway, so this is one long weekend for everyone, huh? Enjoy the bum days. As much as I am doing now. XD

mood chipper
listen Layla Kaylif's Shakespeare in Love
read The Greatest Salesman in the World by Og Mandino

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