Ang Aking Journal -- Abril 2025

 

Abril 1, 2025

Past 7 ako nagising. Kulang pa ang tulog ko, pero okey lang. Andami kong dapat gawin. Kaya bago ako nag-almusal, nagdilig muna ako. Si Emliy naman ang nagluto, kaya habang nagpapakulo ng tubig na pangkape, nasa garden ako.

 

Pagkatapos mag-almusal, humarap na ako sa laptop. Maghapon hanggang gabi akong gumawa ng zines. Andami kong na-accomplish, kahit nanood pa ako ng isang episode ng WLGYT, saka umidlip ako. Kaya nga lang, puro simula ang zines. Wala pang maipi-print bukas. Kulang pa ng ilang articles. Hindi naman kasi puwedeng manggaling sa akin lahat ang akda. Naglagay na ako ng isang akda sa bawat article. Ang isa ngang zine ay may anim na akda akong nilagay.

 

Natagalan akong gumawa dahil sa paggawa ng cliparts. Gusto ko kasi. As much as possible, na sariling gawa ang mga image na ilalagay sa zine.

 

Sana bukas may magpasa pa ng akda, na sakto sa kailangan ko. Gusto kong madagdagan ang unang zine na ‘Salamat!’ At sana makarami na ako bago pa ang Parangal 2025. Balak kong magbenta sa araw na iyon.

 

 

 

Abril 2, 2025

Hiniling ko na sana hindi magpalitan ng klase. Gusto kong masolo ang advisory class ko, since nalalapit na ang graduation. Kaya lang, nakipagpalitan si Ma’am Vi, lalo’t busy sina Sir Jess at Ma’am Amy, at absent pa si Sir Joel. Pinaghati-hati namin ang Hope. Haist! Nasira na naman ang mood ko. Gayunpaman, nagpasulat ako ng piksiyon sa bawat klase. Hindi na nga lang nila masyadong pinahahalagahan. Alam nilang wala nang bearing iyon. Hindi na lang ako naghigpit. Ayaw ko lang na maingay, madaldal, at magulo sila. Nakaraos din sa gayong set-up.

 

Bago kami umuwi, nag-meeting muna kami sa Guidance’ Office tungkol sa graduation rehearsal at sa NAT bukas. Sumabay na ako kay Ma’am Wylene pauwi. Pinahiram ko nga pala sa kaniya ang 21 storybooks na galing sa GTA.

 

Bago mag-3 pm, nasa bahay na ako. Hindi ako nag-stay sa room ko kasi sobrang init. Naki-join ako sa mag-ina ko sa sala. Nakatipid pa kami ng konsumo sa electric fan.

 

Gumawa agad ako ng zines. Kahit paano, umusad ang gawain ko. Bale anim na ang Sinag-a-Zines ng Sinag Writing Club. Hindi nga lang ako nakaidlip. Humiga at pumikit naman ako sa sala, pero ang ingay at ang kalabog ni Wifey. Hindi ako nakatulog.

 

Past nine, almost done na ang 6 zines. Bukas, maipapasa ko naman iyon kay Ma’am Mel para ma-print. Ipinahinga ko na ang kamay ko. Nanood na ako ng teleserye.

 

 

 

Abril 3, 2025

Masigla akong pumasok kasi ngayon ang National achievement Test (NAT). Nararamdaman ko na ang bakasyon. Ilang araw na lang, makakapagpahinga na rin ako sa bahay.

 

Maayos naman ang NAT, kaya lang may ilan-ilang aberya. Tumulong pa nga ako sa paglalagay ng itlog sa sopas, na ipapakain sa mga test takers. Nang matapos, naki-join na ako kina Ma’am Madz at Ma’am Vi sa 5^th floor. Hinintay naming matapos ang test. Mabuti rin na naroon kami kasi from time to time ay may sinasabi sa amin ang mga proctors from ABES.

 

After niyon, mga 12 noon, nanlibre ng lunch si Ma’am Vi sa pinakamalapit na karinderya. May pa-softdrinks pa. Nakatipid ako ngayong araw. Nakatipid rin ako kasi sumabay uli ako kay Ma’am Wylene.

 

Past 2, nasa bahay na ako. Agad akong humarap sa laptop para gawin ang PPT ng pictures ng gradutes sa VI-Love. Umidlip din ako nang inantok.

 

Dumating ang dalawang ka-FVP ni Emily bandang past 3:30. Naabutan ako sa sala. Okey lang kasi nakapagsuot na ako ng damit. Nagmeryenda lang sila, then umalis ulit.  Naituloy ko naman ang ginagawa ko. At nang matapos, zine-making naman ang isinunod ko.

 

Mga 6:30, saka ako umakyat sa kuwarto. Nag-workout ako habang nanonood ng balita at gumagawa ng zine. Kahit paano ay umuusad na ang Sinag-a-Zines.

 

 

 

Abril 4, 2025

Excited akong pumasok kasi mag-i-start na kami sa graduation practice. At hayun nga nag-start agad bandang 6 am. Nakapag-almusal pa ako sa classroom ni Ms. Krizzy, at nakapagkuwentuhan pa kami.

 

Si Sir Jess ang nanguna sa practice. Kahit paano, naging maayos kami. Hinigpitan namin ang mga bata kaya umayos sila.

 

Kaya lang pagkatapos ng practice, kinailangan pang umakyat para mag-recess, doon sila nagpasaway. Haist! May lalaki at babae pang nagbugbugan. Mga walanghiya talaga! Hindi na lang ako nagpaapekto masyado kasi nagkukuwentuhan, nag-uusap, at nagpaplano kami ni Ma'am Mel para sa Sinag Writing Club.

 

Nag-stay ako sa room ni Ma'am Mel hanggang hapon since wala naman siyang mga estudyante. May Numero culminating program sila. Ako naman, gumawa lang ng zine at naglagay ng number of school days sa cards.

 

Niyaya niya ako sa room ni Janelyn para kumai after ng program. May palabok, pichi-pichi, chicken inasal, at softdrink doon. Kaya kahit paano naibsan ang gutom ko. Kaunti lang kasi ang ni-lunch ko-- galing sa canteen.

 

Uuwi na sana kami ni Ma'am Mel, bandang 4 pm, nang tinawag ako nina Sir Hermie at Ma'am Joann sa may stage-- nagdi-decorate sila. Pinauna ko na siya, at nagpaiwan ako para tumulong. Mabilis lang naman. Wala pang 30 minutes, nagpaalam na ako. Gayunpaman, almost 7 na ako nakauwi. Sobrang traffic na.

 

Agad akong gumawa ng zine. Hindi na muna ako nag-workout. Kahit paano, umusad ang zines. Nakapag-finalize ako ng isa. Bale 6 zines na.

 

Inantok agad ako bandang 9:30, kaya hindi ko na pinigilan ang sarili ko. Maaga akong natulog kahit Sabado naman bukas.

 

 

 

April 5, 2025

Late na akong bumangon kahit 7 am pa ako nagising. Hinayaan kong si Emily ang maunang bumangon. Kahit paano ay nakabawi ako ng ilang araw na puyat.

 

Pagkatapos kong mag-almusal, ibinaba ko na ang mga gamit ko. Sa sala ako gumawa ng zines. Maghapon hanggang gabi ako gumawa. Naisingit ko lang ang pag-idlip, kaya nakapag-finalize ako ng dalawang zines bago mag-10:30 pm. Bale 8 zines na.

 

 

 

 

Abril 6, 2025

Past 7 nang bumangon ako para maglaba. Isang salang lang ang labahan ko, kaya natapos agad ako.

 

Pagkatapos kong mag-almusal, naglatag na ako ng carpet sa sala para mapagpuwestuhan ko. Sa lapag ako gumawa maghapon ng zines, at nagbasa ng mga akda. Kailangan kong makapili ng mga isasama ko sa zines, kaya dapat basahin ko muna ang mga dati pang ipinasang papel ng mga estudyante ko. Nahirapan akong maghanap ng mga akdang kailangan ko—na nasa tema.

 

Naglaan ako ng oras para umidlip. Hindi man ako nakahimbing nang maayos, okey lang kasi naipahinga ko naman ang mata, kamay, at isip ko.

 

Hapon, pagkatapos magmeryenda, nagdilig muna ako ng mga halaman.

 

Bago mag-9 pm, nakatapos na ko ng ikasiyam na zine. Isa na lang para maging sampu. Sampu ang usapan naming ni Ma’am Mel bago niya ipaalam kay Madam ang aming planong pagbebenta sa Recognition Day sa April 11. 

 

Bago ako nag-off ng laptop, gumawa muna ako ng crafts mula sa karton. Nakita ko lang iyon sa social media. Nagandahan ako, kaya gagayahin ko. Nakagawa na ako ng dalawang ethnic faces. Kukulayan ko na lang ng watercolor paints, kapag may oras na ako.

 

 

 

Abril 7,  2025

Kulang na kulang ako sa tulog dahil sa mga panaginip ko, saka sa sobrang init. Kahit gayon, bumangon pa rin ako para pumasok. Pero wala ako sa mood. Lalo pa nga akong nainis nang magpasaway ang Love sa pila bago kami nagpraktis. Hanggang sa classroom, nadala ko iyon.

 

Mabuti na lang, nagpauwi na kami bandang 10:30, at may pagkain kaming pinagsaluhan sa room ni Ms. Krizzy. Kapag ganitong panahon, andaming nabo-blowout.

 

Past 12, naki-join ako sa mga kasama. Nagmiting kami sa Guidance. Nagkaproblema ako sa dalawa kong estudyante. Wala pa rin silang SF10. Baka hindi sila makasali sa graduation rites.

 

Mga past 1, nagpaalam kami ni Ma'am Mel sa principal na magbebenta kami ng zines bukas at sa mga susunod pang events. Mabilis siyang umuo, kaya agad rin kaming bumalik sa 5th floor para mag-print.

 

Bago mag-6, nakapag-print kami ng 90 zines-- 10 pieces per title. May 9 titles kaming ibebenta bukas during Moving Up Ceremony.

 

Nakauwi ako sa bahay, bandang past 8. Pagod man, pero nag-post ako sa GC ng mga announcements. Gumawa rin ako ng pang-post sa FB tungkol sa zines para mai-market ko. Inabot ako ng past 10 bago ako nakatapos. Hindi na ako nakapag-workout. Hindi ko na rin na-enjoy ang BQ.

 

 

 

 

Abril 8, 2025

Six-twenty, umalis ako sa bahay. May Moving Up Ceremony ngayon sa school, at wala kaming graduation practice, kaya ganitong oras na ako umalis.

 

Nainis ako sa traffic! Late na ako nakarating sa school. Nauna pa sa akin ang Sinag Team members para sa aming unang beses ng pagtitinda ng Sinag-a-Zines. Gayunpaman, ayos lang kasi nasa processional pa lang nang dumating ako. Nakapaglatag din naman kami kaagad pagdating ko kasi ni-ready na ng guard ang table.

 

Pinabantayan ko sa mga Sinag Team members ang booth habang nasa Guidance kaming Grade 6 teachers. Inayos namin ang mga SFs namin para sa checking. Mabuti na lang, hindi ako nabunot for reading. Sina Ma’am Madz at Ma’am Wy ang nabunot.

 

Naging matagumpay naman ang ceremony. Nakabenta rin kami kahit paano. Naituloy ang pagbebenta sa mga pumasok na Grade 5.

 

Past 2 na ako nakaakyat kay Ma’am Mel kasi nag-ayos pa kami ng mga upuan sa covered court, at nagkaroon kami ng deliberation with the parents/guardians of learners with honors.

 

Nag-print pa si Ma’am Mel ng mga zines. Nakabenta kami ngayong araw ng 56 copies. Not bad, huh!

 

Bago kami umuwi bandang past 4, nagawa ko pa ang zine no.10. Mas maaga akong nakauwi ngayon. Pagod ako, pero masaya. Ramdam ko na ang success ng SWC naming. Marami-rami na rin ang nakakapansin nito dahil sa socmed, kabilang sina Auntie Emol at Auntie Vangie.

 

 

 

Abril 9, 2025

Araw ng kagitingan ngayon, kaya walang pasok. Nagawa kong matulog hanggang past 7.

 

Pagbaba ako, agad akong naglatag ng carpet sa sala upang doon gumawa ng zines. Maghapon akong nag-stay roon. Marami akong na-accomplish, lalo na’t umalis si Emily. Nag-encode. Nagbasa. Nanood ng series. Umidlip.

 

Past 6, lumabas ako para bumili ng ulam at prutas. Nag-shake ako ng melon at mangga.

 

Past 7, nag-workout na ko sa kuwarto. Itinuloy ko rin ang pag-encode ng mga akda. Wala man akong nabuong zine ngayon, pero marami akong naidagdag sa bawat title ng zine. May sampung zine pa akong bubuuin bago matapos ang Volume 1. Kaninang umaga, inuna kong tapusin ang special edition ng Sinag-a-Zine – ang Hanap Salita. Talas Diwa. Nakagawa ako ng dalawang zines, na may tigsasampung hanap-salita grids. Balak kong ibenta iyon ng P10/copy. Five pesos ang mapupunta sa SWC. Five din sa akin.

 

 

 

 

Abril 10, 2025

Grabe! Wala akong tulog magdamag dahil sa sobrang init. Napagod ako sa kapapabaling-baling. Para akong inasuwang.

 

Kahit walang tulog, pumasok pa rin ako. May general rehearsal kami ngayon, kaya hindi puwedeng hindi ako pumasok.

 

Past 6, nag-start ang practice. Maraming magulang ang hindi dumalo. May isa ring estudyante ang hindi pumasok. Haist! Nakakabuwisit Talaga. Nabuwisit din ako sa lola ng isa kong estudyante. Gusto pa akong scam-in. Kung puwede raw niyang iuwi na ang framed toga pic nang wala pang bayad. Hindi ako pumayag. Ano siya, hello? Inabunuhan ko iyon, tapos tatakbuhan niya ako.

 

Past 8, tapos na ang practice. Nag-stay kami sa Guidance. May mga inayos kami roon, gaya ng SFs, diploma, ribbons, at iba pa. Nagbigay rin si Ma’am Madz ng mga pagkain, mula sa closing party nila, kaya busog na busog ako. Pero dahil walang kanin, parang may kulang sa akin.

 

Nnag pauwi na kami, dumaan ako sa classroom ni Ms. Krizzy. Nagkakainan pa sila roon, kaya nakikain din ako kasi may kanin at seafood. May cake pa. Hindi bale nang hindi ako nakasabay sa car ni Ma’am Wylene.

 

Sa PITX, nag-stay ako ng almost 30 minutes bago ako umuwi. Doon na rin ako inabutan ng sama ng loob. Nailabas ko sa CR bago ako bumiyahe pauwi.

 

Mga past 4, nasa bahay na ako. Hindi ako nakatulog dahil sa sobrang init sa kuwarto. Pero nagkape pa ako.

 

Pagkatapos mag-workout, naligo ako, saka ibinaba ko ang higaan ko. Nag-decide akong matulog sa sala. Gusto kong makatulog nang mahimbing ngayong gabi. Malamig naman kahit paano sa sala.

 

 

 

Abril 11, 2025

Nakatulog nga ako nang maayos kahit paano. Pero wala pang 5:30, gising na ako. Okey lang naman.

 

Mabilis akong naghanda para dumalo sa Recognition Day. Past 7, nasa school na ako. Hinanap ko kaagad si Ma’am Mel para makuha sa classroom niya ang mga zines. Kaya lang, wala pa yata siya.

Tumambay muna ako sa room ni Ms. Krizzy.

 

Nang magsisimula na ang processional, saka kami nagkita. Naipababa na pala niya ang mga zines at iba pang gagamitin sa pagbebenta. Naglalatag na ang mga Sinag Team members namin nang lumapit ako.

 

Si Jhon Marly ang punong abala habang nasa bulwagan kami. Nanood ako ng awarding. Pinakinggan ko ang speech ang guest speaker, na dating estudyante namin. Bata pa siya. Year 2011 siya nag-graduate, pero hindi ko siya kilala. Gayunpaman, humanga ako sa achievements niya bilang ballet dancer. Mahusay rin ang pagkakasulat niya sa kaniyang speech. Na-inspire ako, at nag-asam na sana may kumuha rin sa akin bilang guest speaker sa Recogniiton Day sa San Francisco Elementary School. May mga achievements na rin naman siguro akong isi-share sa mga estudyante. Katulad nga ng Gawad Teodoro Alonso 2024.

 

Speaking of it, ginawaran ako certificate sa araw na ito. Naiiba ang aking certificate kaysa sa mga kaguro ko. Inilagay niya sa plastic frame. At ako ang pinakahuling tinawag sa Grade 6. Nag-thank you ako kay Mareng Lorie na siyang over-all committee.

 

At hapon, nabasa ko sa email na pinadalhan na ako ng e-certificate ng GTA. Sayang hindi nakaabot ang trophy. Hindi bale, at least, naka-state sa email na may trophy pa akong matatanggap.

 

Pagkatapos kumain, umakyat ako sa room ni Ma’am Mel para mag-print ng zines. Almost sold out ang mga zines na ibibenta kanina sa event. Sa tulong ni Sir Erwin at ng school nurse, halos maubos ang babasahin namin. Si Sir Erwin ang tagapilit o tagatawag ng bibili. Ang nars naman ay nagbibigay ng freebies sa mga bumili. Sa halip na ipamigay lang ang goodies from Feeding Program, ganoon ang ginawa niya. Nice tandem!

 

Kahit paano, marami-rami na ang nakakaalam sa Sinag-a-Zines ng Sinag Writing Club. Kaya naman inspired kaming magbenta uli ng zines sa April 15, kung kailan magaganap ang releasing of cards. Iyon ang huling araw ng teachers sa school bago mag-summer vacation o ang uninterrupted vacation.

 

Past 5, nakapag-print naman kami kahit paano ng mahigit-kumulang 80 zines. May tumawag kay Ma’am Mel kaya napilitan naming tapusin ang printing. 

 

Hindi naman ako agad umuwi. Kanina pa kasi nagyayaya si Sir Hermie---inuman, kaya dumaan ako roon. Hindi ko na nga lang naabutan sina Sir Archie at Sir Joel G. Naroon lang sina katukayong Froilan ng PVES, Kuya Mange at ang isang pang guard. Hindi rin nagtagal, umalis na rin ang dalawang guard. Si Sir Froilan, maoy na. Nakatulog na sa upuan. Nagsalang naman si Sir Hermie ng karaokae at nagkantahan kami habang umiinom. Pinakanta niya lang ako nang pinakanta. At bago ako umuwi, bandang 8, naghati kami sa ilang songs.

 

Lasing ako habang nasa biyahe, pero masaya.

 

Past 10 na ako nakarating sa bahay. Agad akong naglatag ng kutson sa sala. Gising pa ang mag-ina ko, pero agad rin silang umakyat pagkatapos nilang makain ang pasalubong.

 

Hindi ko pa nga natapos ang pinanonood ko, inantok na ako. Hayun, pinagbigyan ko.

 

 

 

 

Abril 12, 2025

Past 7 na ako nagising. Ang sarap ng tulog ko, hindi katulad kung nasa kuwarto ako.

 

Ngayong araw, ginamit ko ang mga oras sa paggawa ng zine. Nagbasa ako, nag-encode, nag-illustrate, at nag-edit. Kaya bandang past 11 pm, nakapag-post na ako ng Volume 1 No 11. Ready to print na ito.

 

Dahil umalis si Emily, after lunch, natahimik kami ni Zillion. Naglaan ako ng oras para magpahinga at matulog. Past 3 na ako nagising.

 

Past 6:30, lumabas ako para magpagupit. Inabutan ako ng 8 pm sa barber shop dahil marami ang customers. Pangwalo yata ako sa pila.

 

After dinner, saka lamang ako nakapag-workout, habang nanonood ng PBB at PGT.

 

 

 

Abril 13, 2025

Akala ko, masarap na palagi ang tulog ko sa sala, hindi pala. Napuyat na naman ako kagabi. Siguro, 2 hours lang ang naging tulog ko.

 

Past 9, umalis ako para ipaayos ang leather shoes na maaari kong gamitin sa graduation day. Kaya lang, hindi ako nakahanap sa Puregold Tanza, gayundin sa kalapit na mga stalls. Akala ko may Mr. Fix It doon, wala pala.

 

Namili ako ng pagkain at prutas bago ako umuwi. Before 12, nasa bahay na ako. Nag-melon shake naman ako pagdating ko.

 

Then, maghapon na akong gumawa ng zine, At siyempre, umidlip ako. Hindi man ganoon kahimbing, pero okey na rin.

 

Past 9, namalantsa ako ng barong. Naiakyat ko na rin ang mga kutson at iba ko pang gamit. Sa kuwarto ko na uli ako matutulog.

 

Wala akong natapos na zine, pero marami akong na-input na akda. Nakagawa na rin ako ng cover ng zine #12

 

 

 

 

Abril 14, 2025

Bago mag-6, gising na ako. Hindi na ako nagtagal sa higaan. Naghanda na ako sa pag-alis. Bago mag-9 nasa school na ako. Almost done na ang venue ng Pagtatapos 2025. Nahiya ako kasi ako lang sa Grade 6 ang pinakahuling dumating. Halos wala na akong ginawa. Haist!

 

Nag-stay kami sa guidance pagkatapos naming sa covered court. Ang ganda ng stage at bulwagan. Mabuti na lang talaga, nag-insist si Ma’am Vi na doon na ganapin ang graduation, sa halip na sa ABES na naman.

 

Nakalibre ako ng lunch. Nag-blowout si Ma’am Angelica. Ampon daw kasi ako ng Grade 1.

 

Past 12:30, nag-print kami ni Ma’am Mel ng zines. Kahit paano nakarami kami bago kami tinawag sa bulwagan para sa photo op.

 

Alas-3, nag-start na ang graduation. Very smooth ang ceremony. Successful. Sa wakas, after 5 years, nakabalik na ako sa Grade 6. Naranasan ko ulit mapabilang sa Grade 6 fam.

 

Quarter to 5, tapos na ang graduation. Natagalan kami sa bulwagan para sa mga selfies at picture-taking. Haggard man, kailangan pa ring ngumiti. Maraming estudyante ang nagpa-picture sa akin.

 

After niyon, nagsalo-salo kami sa Guidance. Nagplano rin kami ng gala sa May 6 to 9 sa Mindoro. Sana matuloy na. Hindi kasi matutuloy ang Bicol trip namin.

 

Past 8, nasa bahay na ako. Hindi na naman ako nakapag-workout. Hindi pa naman ako pagod, pero hindi na kaya. Inuna ko ang tungkol sa zine at pagbebenta naming bukas. Nag-reply pa ako sa mga chats.

 

 

 

Abril 15, 2025

Tumunog ang alarm bandang 3:30. Nagulat ako at nagtanong kung may lakad ba ako. Nang maalala ko, bumangon na ako. Last day pala ngayon ng pasok para sa SY 2024-2025. Bigayan ng card.

 

Quarter to 6, nasa school na ako. Nakasabay ko si Ma’am Madz sa pag-aalmusal. Then, dumating na si Ma’am Vi. Sinimulan na naming baklasin ang mga decorations sa stage. Inabot din kami ng isang oras. Tumigil na kami at hinayaan ang mga janitors at janitress, kasi dumating na ang mga parents.

 

Naglatag ako ng zines sa may makeshift stage. Pinagsabay ko ang pagbebenta at pamamahagi ng card. Nahirapan lang akong magbenta at maghikayat. Hindi ko talaga forte ang mag-sales talk. Wala pang dumarating na member ng Sinag Team. At nang dumating man sina JM at Jeus, hindi rin nakatulong. Okey lang naman, at least, may kasama ako.

 

Dumating si Ma’am Mel bandang 8, pero antagal niya sa classroom niya para mag-print. Gumawa rin siguro siya ng kung ano-anong report.

 

Nakatulong din uli si Sir Erwin kahit paano, kaya pastb 12, nang tumigil na kaming magtinda, nakabenta kami ng worth P1320. Nakakatuwa! Hindi pa masyadong sikat ang Sinag Writing Club, pero kahit paano ay kumikita na. Sana sa susunod naming pagbebenta ay mas dumami pa.

 

Past 1, umalis kaming Tupa Group, maliban kay Sir Archie para kumain sa Max’s. Labag sa loob ko iyon, pero hindi ko pinahalata kasi bahagi iyon ng aming bonding. Kahit P500 anggastos ko, okey lang. Hindi naman iyon, araw-araw. Worth it naman sa tawanan at kuwentuhan… at Maritesan.

 

Antok na antok ako habang nasa biyahe. Kahit hindi ko naramdaman ang traffic. Past 8, nasa bahay na ako. Hindi na muna ako nag-workout, pero tinapos ko ang zine #12. Hindi na rin ako nag-dinner. Uminom na lang ako ng FVP.

 

 

 

 

Abril 16, 2025

Nakatulog ako nang mahaba-haba. Salamat sa Diyos! Si Emily na ang naghanda ng almusal, palibhasa ay aalis siya. Nag-almusal muna ako bago nagsalang ang mga labahin sa washing machine. At habang umiikot, nagdilig naman ako ng mga halaman. Wala pang 9:30, nakapagsampay na ako. Hindi na ako nagpahinga. Sinimulan ko agad ang paglilinis sa sala. Ibinaba ko ang study table since bakasyon na at napakainit sa kuwarto.

 

Ten-thirty, lumabas ako para bumili ng ulam at magpa-cash in para mabayaran ko ang toga picture na naka-frame. Naglakad lang ako. At naghanap ng cash-in machine na walang charge.

 

Past 1:30, tapos na akong maglinis at mag-ayos sa sala. Sinimulan ko naman ang paggawa ng zine. Nanood rin ako ng series para antukin. Kahit paano, nakapagpahinga ako.

 

Gabi, ako ang nagluto ng ulam kasi wala pa si Emily. Past 8 na ako nakapag-workout. Marami-rami rin akong na-accomplish sa zines.

 

 

 

 

Abril 17, 2025

Past 7 ako nagising. Sobrang init na kasi. Gustuhin ko mang matulog hanggang 8, pero hindi ko na kinaya. Bumangon ako pagkatapos mag-cell phone.

 

Habang nagkakape, nagsimula na akong maglinis sa kuwarto ko. Tahimik lang akong naglinis. Huwebes Santo ngayon. May respeto ako sa paniniwala ng iba. At hindi ko na nga tinapos ang paglilinis. Hanggang past 10 lang ako. Kahit paano, matanggal ko na ang mga dumi at alikabok, at nailabas at naitapon ko na ang mga gamit na hindi na mahalaga.

 

Maghapon na akong gumawa ng zine. Bandang 9 pm, nakapag-finalize ako ng isa—No.13 zine.

 

Siyempre, umidlip ako habang nanonood ng movie. Past 5 na nga kami nakapagmeryenda.

 

Past 8:30, saka lang ako nakapag-workout.

 

 

 

 

Abril 18, 2025

Paggising ko, agad akong nagdilig ng mga halaman. Pagkatapos, ginising ko na si Emily. Kako, aalis ako. Nais kong iparamdam sa kaniya na kailangan niyang maghanda ng almusal. Hayun, naramdaman niya naman agad.

 

Habang nagluluto siya, saka ko sinabi kung saan ako pupunta. Pinaimbitahan ako ni Auntie Emole dahil 65^th birthday niya. Ito ang pangalawang beses na makakarating ako sa kanila, since 2020s (ba `yon?)

 

Sa Robinson’s Tejero ako sumakay ng van patungong Lucena. Mga past 9:30 na nakalarga ang van kasi nagpuno pa. Okey naman ang biyahe naman—maluwag ang mga kalsada, mainit nga lang sa van. Hindi kinaya ng aircon. At nahuli pa ng LTO ang van kasi natatakpan ng bumper ang plate number, kaya pinara ng enforcer sa Turbina. At dahil doon, nalaman na colorum ang sasakyan na iyon. Matagal kaming naghintay bago naayos. Nakumpiska ang plaka at lisensiya ng driver. Kung hindi nangyari iyon, baka before 12, nasa Lucena na ako.

 

Past 1, sinundo ako nina Taiwan at Nat-Nat.

 

Nahihiya man ako, pinakalma ko ang sarili, at sinikap kong ilapit ang sarili ko sa mga kamag-anak ko. Ramdam ko naman ang tuwa nang makita nila ako. Pinakain nga muna nila ako kasi malapit nang umalis. Nabigla ako na sa resort pala gaganapin ang birthday celebration. Hindi kasi detalyado ang chat ni Jano. Okey lang, sapat naman ang damit kong dala. Wala nga lang akong pang-swimming.

 

Past 2:30, nasa Leoncio’s Farm Resort na kami. Ang ganda ng lugar. Malawak. Nature na nature kasi may mga niyog sa likuran. Well-maintained ang carabao grass. Malinis. At ang hotel room, maganda, malinis, at malakas ang aircon.

 

Hindi ko napigilan ang sarili kong libutin ang lugar at mag-selfie at mag-picture-picture. Hindi muna ako nakisalamuha sa kanila. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko ilalapit ang sarili ko sa kanila. Iyon ang pinakaunang beses kong makipag-reunion sa kanila pagkatapos noong high school pa lang ako. Ang hirap pala. Subalit kailangan kong gawin dahil hindi na rin naman healthy ang pagiging mapagtanim ng sama ng loob. Kaya kahit si Ate Eiza ay nagawa kong pakiharapan.

 

Nakilangoy rin ako kasama sina Reggie, Sassy, at Ging-Ging. Mabilis lang, pero worth it. Pinktyuran at binidyuhan pa nga kami ni Ate Vangie.

 

Nang gabing iyon, pagkatapos ng hapunan, sinimulan ko ang karaoke. Wala na akong hiya-hiya. Pero iyon ang simula para magsikantahan na rin sila. Nakipag-inuman na ako kina Tito Boy. Sinikap ko ring ilapit ang loob ko sa kaniya. Kahit paano nagbunga iyon ng maganda.

 

Late na ako nahiga. Hindi rin ako nakatulog agad kasi panay ang bangon ni Jano para mag-nebulizer. Hinihika siya. Maghapon siyang nakakulong lang sa hotel room.

 

Anyways, apat kami sa room—ako, si Taiwan, si Jano, at si Tito Boy. Pero hindi roon natulog si Taiwan, kaya nasolo ko ang bed.

 

 

 

 

 

Abril 19, 2025

Maaga akong nagising. Okey lang. Inasikaso ko si Mama. Then, naki-bonding ako kina Auntie Emole, Auntie Vangie, at Ate Eiza habang nag-aalmusal. Naroon din sina Tito Rey, Tito Melo, at Kuya Aldrin—partner ni Ate Eiza.

 

Pinagkuwento nila si Mama tungkol sa pagkabulag niya. Bini=video iyon ni Ate Eiza para sa YT nito. Nahingi ko tuloy ang FB account niya. Nakipagpalitan din siya ng FB. Sana iyon na ang start ng Magandang pakikitungo ko sa mg Diokno. Kakalimutan ko ang lahat ng masasamang alaala sa kanila at mga sama ng loob ko. Ang mahalaga, alam nilang may pagkakamali at pagkukulang sila sa amin, lalong-lalo na kay Mama. At naipakita kong nagsumikap ako para maabot ko ang estado ko sa buhay. Hindi na ako nila puwedeng sinohin dahil may silbi na ako sa lipunan. At ramdam ko naman ang respeto at pride nila sa akin.

 

Natutuwa rin ako sa kuwento ni Mama. Ang talas pa ng memorya niya. Ramdam ko ang hirap niya para lang magampanan niya ang tungkulin bilang kapatid at ate. Grabe ang sakripisyo niya kay Auntie Belen, mapaarala lang ito ng abogasya. Totoo pala talagang nangatulong si Mama para masuportahan ang ate niya.

 

Humanga ako sa kaniya kasi naiparating niya kay Ate Eiza kung anong klaseng mga tao ang mommy at daddy niya. Mabuti, tinanggap niya ang katotohanan.

 

Nakipagkuwentuhan din sa akin si Kuya Ijit. Ramdam ko ang hirap niya sa buhay, bilang Grab driver. Pero sana ramdam niya rin ang ginhawa ko pagkatapos ng masalimuot na buhay namin noon. Naki-join na sa amin sina Taiwan, Tito, at iba pa hanggang abutan kami roon ng dilim. Panay ang inom ko. Pero okey lang kasi ang mahalaga ay mailapit ko ang sarili at ang loob ko sa kanila. Kumanta rin ako, kasama sila para madagdag ng comfort. Inasikaso ko rin ang pagpindot ng mga kakantahin ni Tito Boy.

 

Nang malasing ako, humiwalay muna ako. Lumublob ako. At nang inantok, natulog ako sa hotel room. Kahit paano ay nakabawi ako ng puyat.

 

Paggising ko, meryenda na. Then, naglibot-libot na naman ako. Instagrammable ang lugar kaya kahit anong anggulo ay picture-worthy.

 

Gabi, habang abala silang lahat, abala rin ako sa paliligo. In-enjoy ko ang pool nang mag-isa. Malapit ko nang maramdaman ang self-confidence ko. Kailangan ko na lang ituloy-tuloy ang workout, lalo na sa legs. Kaya ko nang maghubad ng pang-itaas, gaya ng mga kapatid at pinsan ko.

 

Before dinner, nakipag-inuman ako sa mga pinsan at kapatid ko. Hindi ako masyadong nakisali kasi naalangan din sila sa akin. Kaya nang tumagal, kumain na lang ako, then nakisalamuha ako kay Tito Boy. Nagkantahan kami. Marami na kaming nakanta nang naki-join sila sa table namin. Nagkantahan na rin sila. Natuwa kami kay Reggie kasi hilig niya pala ang mga tunog-kalye.

 

Sa pagkukuwentuhan namin ni Tito Boy, marami akong natutuhan at natuklasan. Proud siya sa akin. Natutuwa siya kasi nag-reach out ako sa kaniya. Kabaligtaran naman ang nararamdaman niya para kina Kuya Ijit at Reggie. Hate niya ang mga ugali nilang walang pakialam at pakisama. Marami pa. Basta, natutuwa ako. Sana maalala niya ang bonding namin. Makulit na nga lang siya kapag lasing na.

 

Naglayasan na sila. Kami na lang nina Tito Boy, Jano, at Nat-Nat ang naroon. Niligpit muna nila ang mga pagkain bago kami nag-akyatan. Mga 2 am na iyon. Naligo pa nga ako bago nahiga. May heater naman kasi.

 

Abril 20, 2025

Past 6:30 ako nagising, pero nagtalukbong uli ako at nag-cell phone. Pinauna ko silang bumangon. Hindi na naman doon natulog si Taiwan.

 

Past 7, nagkape na ako. Nagkuwentuhan uli kami ni Tito Boy. Pinabuksan niya sa akin ang karaoke.

 

Inasikaso ko muna si Mama. At nang maayos na, naki-bonding na ako kay Tito Boy. Gusto niya talagang uminom at kumanta lang. Nakatakas lang ako nang tinawag niya si James—ang asawa ni Ging-Ging. Siya naman ang nagsalang ng mga kakantahin ni Tito Boy.

 

Hayun! Nag-swimming akong mag-isa. Solo ko na naman ang pool kasi nasa kabilang side sila para sa egg hunting contest.

 

Muntik na akong mahuli sa groufie. Mabuti, nakatuwalya ako nang tinawag ako. Bumalik na lang ako para magdamit. Hindi man kami kompleto, pero kahit paano may mga pictures kaming sama-sama.

 

Naligo ulit ako habang naghihintay ng lunch.

 

After lunch, nag-pack up na. Nagbihis na rin ako para makapaglibot-libot pa ako.

 

Past 2 pm, bumalik kami sa bahay nina Auntie Emole sa Cuesta Verde. Nakipagkuwentuhan ako kina Auntie Vangie, Auntie Emole, at Ate Eiza and Kuya Aldrin. Naroon din sina Sassy at Mama. Pero nang mawala ang kuryente, napilitan kaming lumabas. Naki-join naman ako kina Taiwan, Jano, Nat-Nat, at Jek-Jek. Nag-iinuman sila ng RH. Hindi na ako uminom.

 

Sa magkakapatid, si Nat-Nat lang ang nakikipagkuwentuhan sa akin. Okey lang. Nahihiya rin naman ako.

 

After an hour, bumiyahe na pauwi. Isinabay nila ako hanggang Diversion Rd. Gusto sana nilang isabay nila ako hanggang Antipolo, pero dahil may idi-deliver akong zines kay Felix, bumaba ako roon.

 

Past 4, nagkita kami. Sinama niya muna ako sa kanilang bahay. At bago mag-six, nag-aabang na kami ng dyip na patungong Grand Central. Madilim na nang makasakay ako.

 

Sa Grand Central, natagalan ako sa pagpila para makasakay ng van. Past 9 na kami nakalarga.

 

Kahit hirap na hirap ako sa posisyon ko, nakatulog din ako kahit paano. Na-traffic pa kami.

 

Past 12, nasa bahay na ako. Safe and sound.

 

Sobrang worth it ang karanasang iyon! Sana maulit pa.

 

 

 

 

 

Abril 21, 2025

Past 6:30 nang magising ako, pero hindi muna ako bumangon agad. Hinayaan kong si Emily ang maghanda ng almusal.

 

Nagdilig muna ako ng mga halaman bago nagkape at kumain. At before 9, humarap na ako sa laptop para magsulat ng journal. Ilang araw ding hindi ako nakasulat. Nahirapan akong alalahanin ang mga nangyari nang magkakasunod-sunod.

 

Past 11, tapos na akong magsulat. Saka lang ako nag-upload ng mga pictures. Halos wala naman akong na-accomplish ngayong araw. Bukod sa nakapagsulat ako ng isang chapter ng nobela, hindi ako nakatapos ng isang zine. Nanghingi naman ako ng akda sa mga members ng SWC, pero hindi pa napuno ang isang zine, kasi hindi ko nagustuhan. Panay lang ang social media ko. At bandang hapon, nanood ako ng movie, at umidlip ako sa harap ng pinanonood ko.

 

Hindi bale na. Babawi na lang ako sa mga susunod na araw.

 

Ngayong gabi, nag-register ako sa Himig at Tugman a gaganapin sa Vista Mall Tanza sa April 27. Open mic ito. Gusto kong maranasang mag-perform sa harap ng mas malaking audience. Sana natanggap ako.

 

 

 

 

Abril 22, 2025

Hindi na naman ako nakatulog ng walong oras. Pero mas okey na rin ito kaysa noong may pasok pa. Nag-cell phone lang ako bago bumaba para mag-almusal.

 

Pagkatapos mag-almusal, agad akong gumawa sa labas ng garden o bakod. Nilinis ko ang mga nakapasong halaman sa may gutter o sa harap. Mga 10 am na ako natapos. Natuwa ako kasi gumanda at umaliwalas na. Tinanggal ko na ang ibang patay na halaman. Nagdilig na rin ako.

 

Pagkatapos niyon, humarap na ako sa laptop. Gumawa ako ng zine. Nag-illustrate muna ako para sa cover, saka nag-edit ng akda ng bata. Kailangan ko pa ng isang akda upang matapos ang No.14 zine.

 

Maghapon uli akong nasa harap ng laptop—nag-encode ng diary, nanood, umidlip, at iba pa. Nag-post din ako nang nag-post – paunti-unti lang, ng mga pictures sa Leoncio’s Farm Resort.

 

Past 6, nag-leg workout ako.

 

Maaga akong umakyat para magpahinga. Hindi na ako nanood ng PBB.

 

 

 

 

Abril 23, 2025

Past 7, gising na ako. Sobrang init na. Hindi na rin ako masyadong nagbabad sa cell phone.

 

Pagbaba ko, ako na ang naghanda ng almusal. Siyempre, tulog pa ang aking butihing maybahay. Nang nag-aalmusal na ako, saka siya bumaba.

 

Past 9, papunta ako sa BDO para mag-deposit ng pera, bilang hulog sa loteng kinuha ko sa San Juan, Batangas, na pagmamay-ari dati ni Flordeliza Malabanan.

 

Gusto ko pa sanang mag-stay sa Puregold o SM Tanza para magpalamig, kaya lang ay nanghihinayang ako sa oras. Mas gusto kong mag-stay sa bahay para may magawa ako.

 

Nanghinayang din ako sa pamasahe kaya naglakad ako pauwi. Nag-shortcut ako. Mainit, pero kinaya ko. Pahinto-hinto lang ako. Wala pang 11 am, nasa bahay na ako.

 

Nakatapos ako ngayon ng isang zine. Okey na ito. Kahit paano ay umuusad ang aming writing club.

 

After lunch, pinanonood ko ang restored version ng ‘Himala’ ni Nora Aunor. First time kong mapanood iyon nang buo.

 

Past 5, nag-leg workout lang ako nang saglit, saka nagdilig ako ng mga halaman. Nakakapagod ang sobrang init, kaya hindi ko na sinige.

 

 

 

 

Abril 24, 2025

Naglaba agad ako pagkatapos kong mag-almusal. Si Emily ang naghanda niyon kasi aalis siya.

 

Before 10, nakapagsampay na ako. Agad akong humarap sa laptop para mag-encode ng chapter ng nobela ko na na-video record ko mula sa banned Wattpad account ko. Maghapon kong ginawa ito.

 

Hapon, nanonood ako ng movie sa YT. At bukod sa pag-idlip at pagselpon, wala na akong nagawang iba. Pero nakapag-workout naman ako. Puro leg workout ako ngayon. Kailangan kong mapaganda ang hita ko para sa pagbo-Boracay namin ni Emily sa July.

 

Nag-chat si Ma’am Amy. Sa halip na silang mag-asawa, kami na lang daw. Hindi raw kasi sila puwede. At hindi rin daw apat ang sagot ng realty, kundi dalawa lang. Pumayag na ako kahit nakakahiya kasi wala naman akong naibenta. Nakapag-reserved na raw kasi ng hotel sa Boracay.

 

Hingian na rin niya ako ng details namin para sa plane tickets. Sana maitaon nila sa birthday ko.

 

 

 

 

Abril 25, 2025

Past 7:30 nang magising ako. Sobrang init na agad. Hindi ko na kayang matulog pa hanggang 8 am kahit gustuhin ko pa.

 

Nag-exercise muna ako bago bumaba.

 

Nakaluto na si Emily pagbaba ko, kaya after ilang minutes kong pagtambay sa garden, kumain na ako at nagkape. Hinayaan ko siyang humikbi. Palagi na lang siyang ganoon.

 

Pagkatapos mag-almusal, humarap na ako sa laptop. Nag-encode ako ng mga dati kong diary/journal. Nag-edit din ako ng mga akda ng SWC members para sa zines.

 

Sudenly, nagsalita si Emliy. Aniya, “Dapat coconut farm na lang ang binili mo.”

 

Hindi ko alam kung bakit iritable ako ngayon. Kaya agad ko siyang binara. Kako, “Pasalamatan na lang natin kung ano ang binigay ng Diyos. Magagalit ang Diyos sa ‘yo.”

 

“Bakit magagalit?” tanong niya pa.

 

“Hindi mo pinasalamatan ang biyaya niya. Pagsumikapan nating makabili ulit. Nakaka-offend kasi na parang nagkamali ako ng desisyon sa pagbili ng lote.”

 

Parang lagi raw akong galit. At ayaw ko silang makausap na mag-ina.

 

Kako, “Minsan kasi, hindi na kailangang magsalita.”

 

Umakyat siya. “Mas gusto mo pang kausap ang iba.” Ibinagsak pa niya ang pintuan ng kuwarto.

 

Naiinis ako, na naaawa sa kaniya. Ayaw ko namang palagi kaming ganito. Nasasaktan din ako kapag napagsasalitaan ko siya. Pero siya ang hindi marunong magkontrol sa bibig niya.

 

Gaya noong isang araw. Ibinigay ko sa kaniya ang leggings na bigay (talaga) ni Mama para kay Ion. Alam kong hindi niya magugustuhan. Susubukan ko lang siya. Kaya sabi ko, “Bigay sa `yo ni Mama. Walwal na.” Sinabi ko iyon para alam niya. Pero maganda pa naman. Garter lang ang problema.

 

“Mataba baa ko? Hindi ako magsusuot niya,” mataray niyang sabi. Hindi na nga niya tinanggap, ni hinawakan o tiningnan, nagsalita pa siya ng negative. Hindi ko talaga nagustuhan. Aniya, “It reflects to your personality.”

 

“Hindi kasi nakikita iyan ni Mama. Pero inaalala ka niya, kaya ka niya binigyan.” Tinalikuran ko na siya. “Ayaw ko talagang nagdadala ng kung ano-ano kapag gumagala, pero tinanggap ko ang mga iyan. Binigyan niya nga rin ako ng kumot at kobre-kama. Tinanggap ko.”

 

“Akin ba talaga binigay o sa `yo?”

 

“Leggings? Akin?” Bumaba na ako.

 

Maya-maya pagbaba niya, bumawi ako. “Hindi ka man lang nagkunwari. Sana tinanggap mo na lang.” Hindi ko na sinabi na, puwede naman niyang tanggapin at huwag isuot kung ayaw niya, o kaya ipamigay niya rin.

 

“Hindi ako plastic, e.”

 

Lalong sumulwak ang dugo ko. Hindi ko na sinabing “Hindi mo naman kailangang magpakaplastik. Tatanggapin mo lang.” Grabe ang pilosopiya niya, kaya binanatan ko siya. Sabi ko, “Wala kang kuwenta. Kaya ayaw kitang bilhan ng mga gamit, ganyan ang ugali mo. Huwag mo na akong aasahang bigyan ka pa.”

 

Hayun, nag-walk-out siya. Nakakaawang nakakainis!

 

Dahil sa nangyari, hindi ko siya pinansin maghapon. Gusto ko talagang tahimik lang kami. Andami kong dapat at gustong gawin. Kaya hangga’t maaari ay walang nakakaistorbo sa akin.

 

Sinubukan kong umidlip pagkatapos mananghalian. Kaya lang, ang ingay niya—panay ang nood ng Reels. Gusto ko na naman siyang sigawan. Wala talagang pakiramdam, ampota!

 

Sumatotal, hindi naman ako nakatulog.

 

Past 5, lumabas ako para magpa-cash in para makabayad ako ng electric bill. Namili na rin ako ng ulam, iba pang pagkain, at prutas.

 

Pagkatapos kong magdilig ng mga halaman, bumalik ako para bumili naman ng cat food. Nanghihingi na kasi si Herming. Nakalimutan ko siyang bilhan.

 

 

 

 

Abril 26, 2025

Quarter to eight na ako nagising. Katulad kahapon, napakainit na, pero nag-exercise muna ako sa kama bago bumaba.

 

Wala na o nakaalis na si Emily pagbaba ko. Naka-ready na ang almusal.

 

Tahimik kami ni Ion maghapon. Humarap ako sa laptop. Nakatapos ako ng isang zine. Nakapanood ng movies. Nakapag-encode ng diary. At nakaidlip.

 

Past 7, lumabas ako para mag-grocery. Parang ayaw ko nang ipaubaya ang budget kay Emily. Parang may magic, e.

 

Hindi na ako tumuloy sa event ng Packing Sheets sa NYC Café Tanza. Malapit lang sana. Nanghihinayang ako sa gastos. Malamang kasi, oorder ako ng kape roon habang nanonood. Mamasahe pa ako. Twenty-six pesos lang naman, back-and-forth na. Next time na lang, kapag nasa mood na ako.

 

 

 

Abril 27, 2025

Past 7, nag-eehersisyo ako sa kuwarto. Past 8, nag-aalmusal na ako. Si Emily ang naghanda ng pagkain. Akala ko, aalis siya, hindi pala.

 

Humarap ako sa laptop pagkatapos mag-almusal. Nag-encode ako ng journal. Mga past 10, natapos ko na ang February 2009. Nai-post ko na rin ito sa Blogger at Wattpad.

 

Bago iyon, nag-chat si Sir Hermie. Inimbitahan niya ako sa kanilang bahay, since birthday niya bukas. Nag-commit ako. Mga 5 pm daw ay dapat nandoon na ako sa kanila. Invited niya rin si Sir Vic.

 

Nanood ako ng suiseki videos sa YT. Nakaka-miss mag-rockhounding.

 

Past 4, bumiyahe ako patungo sa Imus. Grabe ang traffic! Almost 7 pm na ako nakarating sa bahay nina Sir Hermie at Ma’am Anne. Naroon na rin ang bisita niyang si Sir Richard, na ninong nila sa kasal. Wala si Sir Vic. Sabi niya, hindi talaga niya inimbita kasi susunduin at ihahatid niya pa. Kung pupunta si Sir Gilbert, ito na lang daw ang susundo.

 

Agad kaming kumaing apat ilang minuto ang lumipas pagdating ko. Ako lang talaga ang hinihintay nila. Andami ring handa. May alak siyempre. Kaya nga kumain ako nang marami.

 

Naglabas agad ng alak at nag-play ng karaoke. Sa una, nahihiya ako kasi first time kong makasalamuha ang ninong nila, pero nang nalasing na ako, sige na ang kanta ko.

 

Past 1:30 na kami natapos. Nakatulog na si Sir Hermie sa upuan, kaya ako na ang nagligpit ng mga pagkain. Umuwi na rin ang ninong niya. Tulog na si Ma’am Anne. At nang matapos ako sa pagliligpit, nahiga ako sa sofa. Hinintay kong magising si Sir. Gusto kong palipatin niya ako sa kuwarto, pero hindi. Sa mga upuan din siya natulog. Awts. Hindi ako nakatulog.

 

 

 

Abril 28. 2025

Past 7, bumangon ako para umuwi na. Pero hindi pa agad nila ako pinauwi. Nag-almusal muna kami at nagkuwentuhan. Mga past 9 na ako hinatid ni Sir Hermie sa Kalayaan. Siya naman ang nag-insist na ihatid ako.

 

Past 10, nakauwi na ako sa bahay. Inilapag ko lang ang belt bag ko, saka ako nagdilig ng mga halaman.

 

Antok na antok ako, kaya umidlip muna ako. Halos maghapon akong nakahiga.

 

Past 5, pagkatapos magmeryenda, nag-workout ako sa kuwarto.

 

Past 7, nagluto ako ng chicken pochero. Nakalimutan kong magpabili kay Ion ng saging na saba. Pero, masarap pa rin naman ang luto ko.

 

 

 

Abril 29, 2025

Quarter to eight, nag-eexercise ako sa kuwarto bago bumaba.

 

Si Emily ang naghanda ng almusal. Nagwalis at tumambay muna ako sa garden bago nagkape at nag-almusal.

 

Then, mga 9 am, nasa harap na ako ng laptop. Nag-finalize na ako ng zine. Ilang minuto ang lumipas, tapos ko na ang zine no.16. Sinimulan ko naman ang special edition for Mothers’ Day. Nag-chat ako sa GC ng club na magpasa sila ng akda. Habang naghihintay, nag-encode naman ako ng journal. Nakatapos ako ng isang date.

 

Hapon, nag-encode ako ng isang chapter na na-recover ko sa banned Wattpad account. Past 5:45 ko na ito natapos.

 

Dahil nag-request si Hanna na i-advance ang allowance niya, kinailangan kong lumabas para mag-cash in. Mga 6 pm, nasa labas ako. Dumiretso na rin ako sa Landbank sa bayan para i-withdraw ang sahod ko. Naglakad lang ako back-and-forth. Mga past 6:30, nakauwi na ako. Wala pang isang oras.

 

 

Bago ako umakyat para magpahinga at matulog, nag-post muna ako ng isang chapter sa Inkitt, gamit ang chapter na in-encode ko kanina. Naging alaala na lamang iyon ng isang character sa nobela.

 

 

 

 

Abril 30, 2025

Parang hindi ako natulog dahil sa mga realistic dreams ko. Ang una nga ay parang nasa GC ako. Kaya nagdasal ako sa Diyos na bigyan niya ako ng ibang panaginip. Hayun nga, binigyan niya ako ng isang panaginip, kung saan nasa workshop ako. Tungkol sa audio or something technology ang tema ng workshop. At dahil mainit na, nagising na ako. Hindi ko na natapos ang workshop sa panaginip. Mukhang nakaka-enjoy pa naman. Mga bagong mukha ng tao ang naroon.

 

Before 8, nasa harap na ako ng laptop. Nakapag-workout na rin ako kahit paano. Nakatatlong routines ako.

 

 

Habang nagkakape at nag-aalmusal, nanonood ako ng PBB Collab na inere kagabi. Pagkatapos niyon, nag-encode ako ng journal ko—dated March 2, 2009. Isinunod ko na ang pag-encode ng isa pang recovered chapter sa Wattpad.

 

Past 1, nakapag-post na naman ako ng isang chapter sa Inkitt. Nanood na ako ng documentaries sa YT. At nang inantok, umidlip ako.

 

Gabi na ako nagpatuloy sa paggawa ng zine. Nag-illustrate din ako para sa design nito.

 

Pagkatapos ng BQ, nag-off na ako ng laptop, at naghanda na ako para sa pag-akyat at pagpapahinga sa kuwarto.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Journal -- February 2009

 February 1, 2009

 

 

 

At seven-thirty when I got up, I just took hot coffee. Then, I went back upstairs and read.

 

 

 

At ten, I cooked tortang talong.

 

 

 

At eleven, I was reading again. Noise was lesser because Skye was in the church. I could concentrate on it.

 

 

 

I took a catnap after I took a bath. Mj’s text message alarm tone disturbed my sleep. Yet, I replied to her and told her that I could not converse with her—impliedly. Thus, I tried to nap again.

 

 

 

I was so sleepy, but I could not sleep. I just rested my body and mind. And at 3:45 I got up to research in PC. I did it while I was having coffee.

 

 

 

Lea confirmed that she let her brother send P1,500 tomorrow before lunch, after we text at one pm. The P500 of the said amount is for me.

 

 

 

Mh and I conversed for a few exchanges of text messages. She said, “Nothing’s new. Focus ka tlga s board, ah?! Nkausap q s webcam c T2 Nick. D p dw nya q mbbigyn kc nga inaackaso nya ppers nla Lola pra mkaalis n. Nkita rn nya kds. Mganda dw c Hnna. Ky Zj wla nman cnbi kc tntoyo s hrap ng cam.”

 

 

 

I was proud for Tito Nick’s comment on my daughter.

 

 

 

I quit researching at 6:30 to rest my hand from writing. I knew I would dishwash tonight.

 

 

 

At past seven-thirty, Mj’s reply arrived. I asked her if she already gave Hanna pampurga and she said, not yet due to lack of money. Then, she asked if I could be there in March. I have also learned that Zildjian is now playful. In fact, he is playing that time with the toys given by Auntie Vangie, and treating them as him, Hanna, Mj, and me. But, when I queried Mj if Hanna and Zj are still quarreling often, she said, “Hay! Mya maya. Pg kaw cguro mg-aalaga, mgsasawa ka.” Then, she bade good night. She must lull the kids to sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 2, 2009

 

 

 

I got up at past seven. After having a hot drink, I was told to go to the rice field. My annoyance was not that high. In fact, I did it devotedly as if I won the rice field.

 

 

 

At seven-thirty, I started the task. It was paghihilamon or picking out weeds that impede the growth of the seedlings. I have experienced doing it since I was in Guruyan, Juban.

 

 

 

At nine, Lea texted me. She gave the control number or code number of the money transfer, that her sister sent through ML Kuwarta Padala. I left the field immediately to claim the amount.

 

 

 

At ten, she phoned me. I already handed the money to Aila. Thus, I went back to the rice field.

 

 

 

Before I could start the job, Mj texted me. She was problematic about the lost of the videos, pictures, and other files in Michael’s girlfriend’s cell phone. After 3 or 4 replies, I told her about my whereabout.

 

 

 

Liezel texted me, too, asking if I have already had hired a maid who would replace her on February 15. I assured her that I would look for her replacement.

 

 

 

At eleven-thirty, I was home. I was about to talk to Aila, but Tiya Mila hailed me. She annoyed me again so much because she could not understand why Aila’s employer could not send yet their home address. She was over-reactive of her daughter’s trip.

 

 

 

After lunch, I talk to Aila. I gave her Lea’s phone number. I oriented her again. I just hope she stays there for at least one year.

 

 

 

Auntie Vangie replied at 12:30 pm, saying “Naku, wag na. Ano k b? Pra un lng e. Sau yan, wla nman aq effort dyan, e. kya nga pnadirect q n sau, e. Don’t boder. Allowance yan!”

 

 

 

I thanked her and regarded Mama. I also told her that Jano texted me and told me to borrow money for Mama’s operation.

 

 

 

She said, “Buti nman ngtxt sau kc skin mtagal n hnd bka pra s operation n Mama u yan. Nhi2ya yta mgsabi skin/ nhin2 n pgdlaw k Mama u sa hospital e mula ng bc n c Sam.”

 

 

 

After my reply, she stopped replying.

 

 

 

At two-thirty, I joined Tiya Mila and Aila in going to the bus terminal. I texted Lea. I sent her the bus name and number. Later, I talked to Mj on the phone. Unfortunately, I could not talk to Hanna. She was sleeping. Zj was crying. It impeded our conversation. Thus, I reserved my load for my second call.

 

 

 

I treated myself with Shanghai roll, spaghetti, and Sprite in am eatery before I wrote in the library.

 

 

 

At seven-thirty, I phoned on Mj and Hanna. My daughter said, “Uwi ka na, uwi ka na.” She was crying. I could hear her cry. I could not even talk to her. I was glad that she missed me so much, but I felt sad at the same time, because I pity her.

 

 

 

At past 9:15, Lea texted me. I knew she was irritated. Her text messages go like these:

 

1.   Gud evng. My ngtxt sa akib. Kpatid daw ni Aila. Akala ko b wala syang kamg anak s Maynila?

 

2.   Sana hindi tau magkaproblmea dto, Froi, ha. Bka mamaya 2loy lng ito sa kptid nya. Bka cnbi lng papsok dto pero ilang araw lng, bka aalis din. Kausapin mo clang Mabuti. Thanks!

 

3.   Gsto n agad magkita cla eh. Hindi pa nga naming nkikita ang kpatid nya.

 

 

 

I ran out of load after I made one reply. I told het that I have just learned Arla’s whereabout this afternoon.

 

 

 

Carla Geoca, my collegiate classmate, texted me. She regarded me. Alas! I could not reply. I looked for an open store, but there was none. Michael Arevalo did not comply to my request of load.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 3, 2009

 

 

 

At five-thirty, I texted Aila since it was past 11 pm, when Michael sent me load. It was 6:30 when she replied. She was waiting for the sundo.

 

 

 

I also texted Carla. Later, we were text-conversing. She has so many queries about our classmates, about me, about my family, and about my profession. I answered them all. I have also learned about her.

 

 

 

She’s married with 5-year-old and 2-year-old kids. And she was teaching in a private school in Calauag, Quezon.

 

 

 

I texted Aila about Aila. She confirmed that they were already at Zaragoza’s house, where Aila would serve. Then, I told Aila about lea’s text messages and worries. Aila replied, “Opo.” I also advised her to be perseverant and patient that all works are tough.

 

 

 

At quarter to eight, I was doing weeding in the rice field again. I did not even have eaten breakfast.

 

 

 

Many minutes later, Carla’s queries arrived through text. I promised her thar I would text her later. But when Mj texted me, I could not help but to reply. I was texting and weeding alternately.

 

 

 

Mj and I talked about Hanna’s cry last night, then Mama’s operation and Jano. I related to her our conversation this morning. My brother proposed the selling of parcel of lot in Polot. I knew it was not that easy, thus I agreed to Jano, in euphemism.

 

 

 

At ten-thirty, I was home. I was not supposed to go home yet, but due to the cut on my right thumb, I did. It hindered my work. Besides, I was so hungry.

 

 

 

After I ate brunch, I took a nap. I got up at past 12:30. Then I started conversing with Carla. We pursued regarding each other. I answered all her queries. I have promised her that I would organize our batch, so that we could join the RGCC Alumni Homecoming on May 28. At two-thirty, we quit texting, with a promise of continuing it.

 

 

 

After snack time, I concentrated in writing. I did not even review in Prof Ed 14, though we would have our midterm exam. Later, good thing, I have almost answered all questions.

 

 

 

I wrote again in the library after the exam. At past 7:30, Dichoso came in. We conversed while I was writing.

 

 

 

Carla is a nice text mate, but I must stop texting with her because I was running out of load. I wanted to save extra load for my other contacts.

 

 

 

She thanked me for being a nice text mate, as well, with the hope that it would not the last conversation of ours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 4, 2009

 

 

 

After having coffee, I washed the muddy bike, then I cleansed the fertilizer sacks. I did them in my initiative.

 

 

 

And since Papay Benson did not direct me to go to the rice field, I started writing. I did it in Aileen’s dining table, as usual. Nobody distracted me, except the text message from Leo, my friend in Polot.

 

 

 

I met him in the bus terminal last Monday. He asked for my contact numbers. I have learned that he was working in Valenzuela.

 

 

 

Auntie Vangie texted me, as well at 11:30 am. She told me that she extended Ayen’s contract because of pity. But she still needs another maid before Ayen leaves them in May or in June. I confirmed that I would give her the maid of her ideal.

 

 

 

I pursued writing after dishwashing. I played games first in the computer. However, at past one. My eyes sagged. I could not help, but retired upstairs. I got up at past 3:30 pm.

 

 

 

At 4:30 pm, I was already in school. I did write again in the library. It continued until 7:30. After supper, I was writing, too.

 

 

 

Before 10 pm, I have got Marjs’ contact numbers through Jonel, her close friend. I immediately texted her and gave her Carla’s number. I bade ‘Gudnyt’ after a few messages.

 

 

 

I texted Mj, asking her problem about her debt to Jhen, who needed the money for Shimi’s medicine. I also apologized for being busy. She did not reply.

 

 

 

Leo texted me. He was so horny! He was vocal and frank about his sexual feelings.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 5, 2009

 

 

 

Last night, I dreamt of something realistic. I woke up from a very tight sleep. However, I was locked in the library. I looked outside. The campus was already deserted. Eight-thirty has passed. I wondered why I was there. I knew I went home before 9 pm. It alarmed me. I did not want to stay there overnight.

 

 

 

I woke up and realized that it was just a dream. I tried to think of its message. Do I still have to study harder to pass the LET? Or do I have to be cool? I still did not know. All I knew is that God has something to convey.

 

 

 

At past eight, Kuya Bambi and I went to the rice field. We did weeding and transplanting. It was the hardest day ever since I started doing them. My back and neck were aching. I never felt that way before.

 

 

 

At eleven-thirty, we were home. I was so hungry and tired, thus after lunch, I washed my feet and arms and changed my clothes and lied down. I tried to write and write, but I was so sleepy. Hence, I took a nap, after I notified Carla that the number, I gave her is not Marj’s number. I then gave the contact number of the latter.

 

 

 

At two-fifteen, I was already in the library. I was writing, while waiting for Ate Che and others. The former texted me that we would have a meeting at 2 pm, but she was late.

 

 

 

Ma’am Girado called me to give an impromptu report about Values, since we were going to start a new lesson, which was about ‘Teaching Values Education.’ I tackled the introduction. I did it nicely, yet it came out very funny to my co-Inseparables due to my examples and choice of words, which were double meaning.

 

 

 

Even when we were in the canteen, we talked and laughed about it. I joined with them until 5:30.

 

 

 

At 5 pm, Leo texted me again. One of his text messages said, “Syotain mo nga ako, khit kabit lng.” I committed since it was just in text.

 

 

 

Ats even-thirty, I pursued writing. There, I replied to Carla’s text: “Froi, ung no n bngay skn ex pla ni Marjs un. Ngse2los p su. Npgkamalan p aqng ikw. Grabe s kulet un. Pnagpi2litan Nyang aq u kya cguro iniwan ni Marjs. Makulet.”

 

 

 

She asked me about Mark until I was forced to say this: “Kung 22usin nga, ako ang niloko nila noon.” I also have told her that I was not the reason of their separation. In fact, I wanted to befriend with him to avoid any dispute.

 

 

 

Carla texted me again at past 8:30. She said that she was conversing with Marjs. And she quitted talking with me. But she gave me an info—Marjs is now a supervisor in SM. Wow! I was so glad for my ex-gf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 6, 2009

 

 

 

I did not want to work in the rice field today, so I hid from Papay Benson. The rainfall arrived later, which I thought would help me free form the task. It stopped after couples of minutes.

 

 

 

Before nine-thirty, I decided to research in municipal library. I was about to leave when I discovered the missing bike. That was when Papay Benson directed Kuya Bambi and I.

 

 

 

Without any remorse, I did my task.

 

 

 

At eleven-thirty, we were home. At least, I have been productive today.

 

 

 

After lunch, I researched on the PC. I also played games there when I got tired of writing. I stopped at past 3:30.

 

 

 

I bought Mj load before I took a bath. She acknowledged it immediately. Later she told me that she has not texted then because she was so ashamed to apologize. She then told me to text Jhen for her. It irritated me. I said, “Kaw na. Anu b yan!” She did not reply.

 

 

 

At four-thirty plus, I was already in the library. I helped in preparing Putalan and Arevalo’s materials in their demo. I enjoyed with their, I mean, I was glad to be with them, though I was supposed to be writing at that time.

 

 

 

Since Ma’am Golloso was absent again, I spent her period in the library. I researched. I gathered mathematical formulas and examples. It ended before 8:30.

 

 

 

I was home when Mj texted me. She told me that she already texted Jhen, but the latter did not reply. I proposed a way to pay her debt. However, Michael, her brother, was about to have a finished contract. He could not help her. Thus, I promised to give her the finder’s fee that Liezel Gustuir’s employer would give me. I just hope she would give me again.

 

 

 

Mj said I must have the money for myself. She would make a way. Wew! She was thoughtful. Yet, I still promised that I would send it to her especially if I did not need it.

 

 

 

At nine-thirty, Marjs and I conversed. It was a serious talk. It was so disappointing. She’s self-willed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 7, 2009

 

 

 

I had a chance to et up late because it is rainy day today. I just visited my bonsai trees while having coffee and sat in front of tv for a while. Then, I went back upstairs and study.

 

 

 

Flor texted me. Then I regarded Mama. She said, “Gnun p rn. Hntay k p rn.”

 

 

 

Ate Che invited me to jam in Ate Salve’s house this 3 pm. I confirmed my presence, not knowing that I would work in the rice field this afternoon.

 

 

 

After lunch, Kuya Bambi and I went to the field, despite bad weather. I was so sad. It was so disappointing. I thought I could be free today.

 

 

 

We started immediately. It was drizzling that time, but we still worked. I stopped many times to make replies to Carla’s text messages, and to hide from rain drops.

 

 

 

Carla and I talked about Marjs’ weird life and principle. I also made a proposal. I wanted to help Majs and her former husband to reconcile. I told Carla to text him.

 

 

 

At two-thirty, we went home. I have notified Ate Che that I could not be there on the agreed time. I reset it at 4 pm.

 

 

 

I took a rest first, then took a bath.

 

 

 

At past 4, I was already in the rendezvous. Only Ate Che and I would be there. Tina, Sharon, and Ate Celinne could not join us.

 

 

 

However, it did not hinder us. We still did the usual merriment—karaoke, drinking liquor, talking, and laughing together. But Ate Salve’s husband joined. It was the first time. We two drank liquor. Ate Che and Ate Salve were having only juice drink.

 

 

 

Kuya let me sing. I almost dominated the mic and the moment. At first, it was intimidating, but when the spirit of liquor penetrated me, I was so vocal already. I found myself asking Kuya questions. Until it came to the moment when I have to open some part of myself. They were absolutely shocked by my revelation. Comments came out from their mouth. Yet I was strong-willed to my principle.

 

 

 

Kuya was interrogating me. The two women were defiant. Thus, it made me wept. It was a quick one, but it was not hidden to them. I just stopped when Kuya talked about his life and hardships in life. He just wanted to tell me that he has more miserable life than me before he attained their state of life now.

 

 

 

Despite of what happened, I enjoyed that jamming with them. I have built another companionship.

 

 

 

Before I left Jardin’s home, I thanked, and I apologized to Kuya. I also assured him that we could often be there, and he made a nice response.

 

 

 

I was home at 10:45 pm. Good thing, Mama Leling was still awake, Papay Benson, as well. I immediately went upstairs. I was so happy. I did not regret for spending P75 today. I could not pay my happiness. I also did not regret the revelation I made. At least, they have learned facts from me and my past, my family, and my kalokohan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 8, 2009

 

 

 

After breakfast, Kuya Bambi and I went to the rice field. It was 8 when we got there. We started immediately. There was no rain, but the sun shone terribly. It was so exhausting. Kuya Bambi gave up early at 9:45. But I suggested to rest first before we go home because Papay Benson might reprimand us for going back home too early. So, we did for 20 minutes. We were home at 10:30.

 

 

 

I was so tired, thus I lied down though my hands and feet were still muddy. I let Kuya Bambi cooked the fish. I just got up at 11:30 to take a bath.

 

 

 

After taking a bath, I reorganized my stuffs—clothes, books, and other knick-knacks because Eking had learned to open my mini-drawer. The toy, like the one I asked and given by Ate Ningning was gone. I did not like it to happen again. My things and belongings are very important to me. No one is authorized to touch them.

 

 

 

I tried to nap at 12:30, but it was too hot upstairs. I could not sleep. Plus, an applicant came in. I had to interview her.

 

 

Later, at 1:30, Auntie Vangie texted me. She said, “Helo Froi nkatxt q p lng c Jano Nagkaintindihan n kmi 2ngkol sa operation n Mama u, sbi niya tlg ikaw pla inaantay kc hnd nga pwd cla mag-aabsent s work, lam u n mid din tlga income. So sbi q cge wait n lng muna sau, by April p sked n ntin agad. Ok? Aq n ngtxt k Jano knina kc hnd q n maantay magkusa sya nhi2ya e.”

 

 

 

I immediately bought load and made a reply. I said, it’s okay. Then, I told her that my LET will be on April 5 and my vacation starts on March 15. She then replied, agreeing on me. She would choose the March schedule. She also told me that Tito Joe, Lolo Aton, and Lola Banday visited Mama, after they visited Auntie Belen.

 

 

 

At two-thirty, Mj texted me. She told me that only her and Zj were left in the house. They went to Boso-Boso. I also told her about the wounds I got from a week, working in the rice field.

 

 

 

I soked my clothes.

 

 

 

Carla and I texted at 4. We talked about Marjs again. I told her that I would not text Marjs again.

 

 

 

At four-thirty, I was about to go to Bulasu so that I could discuss the contents of the compiled modules of Ate Quennie that she lent me, however they were going to the market. So, I went back home. I used the computer instead. I played offline games there until six-thirty. Then, I helped in cooking.

 

 

 

At eight-thirty, I texted Padi Glenn. I asked him if he has a date on February 14 and proposed to him a group date, since Irene Dreu wanted a gimmick. I also told it to Amy.

 

 

 

At nine, I finished personalizing the Valentine cards. I made four cards—one for Ate Che, one for Ate Salve, one for Sha, and one for Tina. This is a sign of my friendship with them. Ate Che has given us valentine cards on February 5. I forgot to make one for Florenil, thus I quickly made another for her.

 

 

 

Padi Glenn replied but he could not leave in the clinic that day. So, I would tell girls about it. If they want to do it in the clinic or not.

 

 

 

Irene responded. She said that she texted Amy days ago about it, but the latter suggested a get-together on her birthday—February 27. So, I let them talk and set the time and venue.

 

 

 

Carla texted and forwarded Marjs’ text SMS about me. I have learned that it was really my fault why she frequently changes cell phone numbers. Thus, I said, “Kasalanan q pla… Pkisabi s knya, sori! Wag n cia mgpalit ng sim… from now on, wla n mangungulit s knya.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 9, 2009

 

 

 

I got up early. It was 6:30. I started handwashing my clothes that I soaked yesterday. I also shredded a coconut and extracted it.

 

 

 

Before I went upstairs to read, I soaked first the colored clothes of mine.

 

 

 

At 8 am, I was done hanging the machine-dried clothes. I then went back upstairs and hoped I would not be directed by Papay Benson. So, before he could, I went to Bulan Municipal Public Library at past 8:30. I researched there.

 

 

 

At eleven-thirty, I was already home.

 

 

 

After dishwashing, I stayed upstairs. I took a nap, I read, and wrote.

 

 

 

At past 3:30. I was already in my uniform. I went first to Dr. Can’s clinic to give my research to Padi Glenn. He also returned my reviewer and lent me his.

 

 

 

At four-thirty, Aprilroz disturbed my review. She asked for help in posting her materials on her demo this afternoon.

 

 

 

I got only 82% in Prof Ed’s midterm exam, but it was okay. I was still on the top ten. Dichoso got the highest score. She got 93%. Next time, I will be very good in a Cloze test.

 

 

 

I pursued reviewing in the library after my class and did it before I sleep at home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 10, 2009

 

Minutes after I took hot drink, I started reviewing. It was 7 am. I knew I would not be occupied in the rice field. I also did not mind of household chores. I was doing it in Aileen’s dining table, but there was no musical background.

 

 

 

At twelve-thirty, applicant with her mother and sister- disrupted my studying moment. Yet I gladly accommodated her. I texted Liezl that I liked the lady applicant. Thus, Rona, the employer talked to her. Later, we talked about the money she would send for the employee’s fare and vale.

 

 

 

At past 2, I took a bath. I did it very fast.

 

 

 

I distributed the personalized Valentine cards to them during Ma’am Girado’s period. They thanked me.

 

 

 

Sharon asked for my tutorial help in my vacant period. It was after Gertrude Adamos, my demo-teacher-partner and I finalized the lesson plan assigned to us. We divided it.

 

 

 

Ma’am Enolva had a resource person in her period. She invited Jonnie/Junie (Whatever!), the very first mobile teacher in Bulan. He tackled about Alternative Learning System (ALS).

 

 

 

I have learned a lot from a witty resource person. He explained well the Basic Literacy and A&E Programs of ALS, which are the answers to my questions in mind. This information would be helpful in my novel, Dumb Found. He also inspired me to become an implementor/instructional manager or facilitator.

 

 

 

From past 7 to 8:25, I was in the library. I did an extensive review. I focused on Prof. Ed. I did not even text or reply with Mj, but without intention of making her worried.

 

 

 

Outside, I was hailed by Oliver, my former classmate. I got irritated when he asked why I was still studying. Plus, I heard he said, “Gurang ka na.” But then he told me that he’s planning to earn units, as well in PNU. I did not just mind it. I, however, talked to him and answered all his queries until I had to ride on my service vehicle.

 

 

 

When I got home, I texted Mj. I told her that I just got home, and I have been busy all day. She then sarcastically replied: “Bkt exam nu b uli?” as if she did not know that I was scheduled to take LET.

 

 

 

I replied telling her the scope of our exam. Later, I ran out of load.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 11, 2009

 

 

 

I got up at 7 to drink coffee. I did it upstairs while planning the making of my materials in our upcoming demonstration lesson in Prof Ed 10. I also started making Bingo cards (letters, not numbers? I also borrowed books which have pictures of animals.

 

 

 

Thirty minutes before my first period class, I was writing in the library. I bought a load there because Rona, the employer, texted me. She was asking for the account number so that she could send the money. I promised to give it to her tomorrow.

 

 

 

I then texted Mj. I related to her about my activities. Then, her reply saddened me. She said that she’s going to Tita Lo’s house to ask for milk. I have learned that she has asked for only two--- good for two bottles. I pity my children. But then, Mj did not demand from me. She instead thought about my welfare.

 

 

 

At seven-thirty, I was text-conversing with my cute cousin, Klyn. She was also registered for April 5, 2009 LET. We talked about the importance of reviewing. Later, she learned about Mama’s blindness.

Since Aprilroz borrowed the reviewer of Padi Glenn, I had nothing to do tonight. Hence, I drew pictures of turtle, rabbit, frog, deer, etc, and cut out some pictures that I need in our demo lesson.

 

 

 

Before I slept, I texted Leo. I have learned that their company, where he’s working, is on the verge of disability. He might lose a job.

 

 

 

I closed my eyes at 11 pm after I thanked God and asked Him for blessings and guidance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 12, 2009

I faced the making of my demo materials when I woke up. Especially when I helped with the kitchen work. I drew turtles, rabbits, and ither animals. I colored them in Aileen’s house. I have spent so much time on these. In fact, it was 12:30 when I had my lunch.

 

Mj texted me. She has learned about my activities. In return she told me that our kids have milk already.

 

Past 2, I was already in school. Papay Benson still did not give me allowance. I understand. That was why he’s ashamed of commanding me. I was free to do rice field work.

 

At Che let me write a message on the Valentine card she would give to Ma’am Girado. She also asked others to do so.

 

Vacant period. Sha and I conversed in the library. She related to me her job experiences in Manila and in Dubai. I admired her confidence and determination. She has practiced her profession. I envied her, as well.

 

Ma’am Enolva gave us something to work on before she left us for an important matter.

 

Here’s my product:

 

I, Me, and Myself

 

Though surrounded by adversities, I’m self-directed. I know where I am going, where to go, and where I have been. Sometimes, I venture in other matters, but I make sure that it will eventually lead me to my itinerary.

 

In doing such diversification, my principles in life are always intact. I never fail to put in my mind that opportunity knocks but once. Hence, I’m an opportunist in nature. Yet, it is not negative for others. It’s just a sort of realism. Yes! I’m realistic but emotional and sensitive.

 

You can lean on me, but you must not hurt me because when you do, you can never mend it. Like a glass, when it cracks, you can never use it anymore.

 

You can confide in me, entrust me yourself because I have a word-of-honor. I can keep secrets as long as forever. But if you want transparency, I can open my life to you as an open book.

 

As a person with dedication to everything I do, I work hard to achieve the desired goal with efficiency, quality, and artistry. My work outputs are reflections of myself.

    

My life is an ordinary one, but it is full of wonders. It will not come out orally. It is written within me. ***

 

At seven, I conversed with Shobee. I regarded his half-brother after a few replies I made. She responded, “Im sure miz ka na dn nya. Lagi ka nga namin pnguuspan. Kc npk hlga mong kaibigan.”

 

I wowed and told her I was flattered. Then here are her next messages:

 

1.      “Yap. Lam qh po un, nki2ta qk sknya pag nag kwen2than kmi. Kya khit n and2 sya ngaun skn d pa din spat.” (I reacted to her word “sapat,” not yet realizing that it’s her mother who’s texting me. I also cleared that I didn’t mean anything.)

2.      “Lam kong hgit s kaibgan 2ring nyo sa isa’t isa, kaya ok lang skn kung magdcsyon syang bumlik jan sainu. Kampanti n qh kc anjan ka.” (I joked that I missed our ‘inuman’ and I was excited to our jamming. Yet I revoked it by saying “Alam ko na ibang Jefferson ang makakasama ko. Kaya susubukan kong masabayan siya.”

3.      “D pa po ba spat na nksma mo sya? Skn namn paubya u na.”

Her last message made me realize completely that Bee was not texting me, but their mother.

 

I replied to the thing about ‘sapat.’ I told her that it’s not enough since we haven’t been together for so long. We just enjoyed every moment we shared, though it’s simple and naif.

 

She didn’t reply.

 

I accommodated Mj’s text. So, we conversed until I was home.

 

After dinner, I pursued the coloring. Then, at past 9:30, I sent this to Epr’s mother: “Gud eve po! Sori po dun s mga tinuran q knina. I understand wat u fill abt Jeff’s dcsion. Pero kelngan q po ipaunawa n hnd po aq mkkhdlang s pagsasama nu mg’ina… I hv no ryt… Wg po kau mgalit skn kc d qpo hnngad n magklayo uli kau. Bt as a piece of advice, LET HM DO WAT HE WANTS 2 DO. Ryt nia rn po un. Salamat po!”

 

She did not reply.

 

 

 

February 13, 2009

Text messages from Epr’s mother ruined my day slightly. Here they are:

1.      “Morning, pra ipaalm qh sau wlang ksamang ina o kung cno pa man. Aq, ikaw at c Epr lng. At alm mo bang iniintndi…”

2.      At naiintndhan qh sya, kung anu gus2 nya d qh pnpglan pero my mga bgay dn na dpay kung pkialman pero hnd un nka2skit sjnya alm qh kung san ang hanganan.”

3.      “Kung anu pa man na mas mlalim na pnagsmhan nyo lbas na qh dun Hnd qh kelngang mlamn isa2 pra lng ipamukha ng isang tao na ganun.”

4.      “At hnd mod n kelangan mag advice, commonsense nlang! Npkatanga nman kung pi2glan mo ang tao sa gs2 nya kung san sya masya!”

She’s mad—really mad. But I didn’t understand why it happened. Thus, I sent this: “Wla po aqng idea kung bkit nsssbi nu yn skn smula p kgbi. Sori dun s advice. Bngay q un kc alam q n ayw nia ng gnun… So far, ayko na muna mkalam s relsyn nu… Lst txt q n to… At sna po d tayo mgksamaan ng loob. Ayko po ng gnto… Sori po.”

 

Though I was irritated, I still managed to say soft words and to apologize. I did not also close our acquaintanceship. The truth was my body was shaking, especially when she returned my last message.

 

To forget the incident, I busy myself up. I pursued making teaching materials.

 

At past 9:30, I withdrew the P1,800, sent by Liezel for the maid I hired. It was supposed to be P1,850, but the P50 was not withdrawn.

 

Rona clarified that the P350 is supposed to be for me. The P1,500 is for Jona, the maid. Good thing, she texted me before the maid came, and after my disappointment and annoyance grew. I thought she was not going to pay me.

 

She also thanked me and promised to give more referrals. I thanked her, as well.

 

At 1:30, I stopped doing teaching materials. I was glad for my output. But I’m not yet fully done.

 

I took a nap afterwards.

 

The usual things happened to me at school. I listened to and participated in class discussions. I then wrote in the library. No more, no less. My afternoon/night was boring.

 

At past nine-thirty, I availed unli-text promo. I texted my friends. But only Happy and Gleazy were able to reply. They are nice text mates. We did unlimited texting until 12 midnight.

 

 

 

 

February 14, 2009

I woke up at 6:30 to reply to Padi Glenn’s message. He told me that his brother referred him to the former’s school. Glenn would be a Math teacher in a private school in Manila.

 

While having coffee, I was texting Amy and Klyn. Later I bought Mj load. We texted while I was washing clothes.

 

After washing, I finalized the teaching materials. I did everything that I should. All I need to do next is memorize the sequence of my lesson, and practice.

 

I took a map when I got tired of writing. It was 2:30 when I got downstairs to take a bath. Merienda was being cooked by Aileen. Hence after taking a bath, I had my merienda. Later I was in front of the PC.

 

Carla texted me when I was there. She’s so irritated that her husband did not go home to date her. I told her to understand him due to his job and distance. But it seemed irritating to her more. She did not reply anymore.

 

It was past 6 when I stopped researching. I rested my hand. I knew I would dishwash later.

 

I conversed with Leo through text. I also texted Mj. I related to her the conversation between me and Epr’s mother/half-sister, which occurred last night. She could relate because she was once jealous to my best pal.

 

 

 

February 15, 2009

I had nothing to do when I woke up. I dilly-dallied instead. And at 9:30, I was directed to do marketing.

 

I was cooking at 10 am.

 

At twelve, I called Mj. I talked to Hanna. Good thing, she was not crying. I had a nice talk with her. She really missed me. Zildjian did not want to speak with me. Though he did not talk to me, I still feel glad because my family is in good state. My call has been a source of energy for me.

 

I took a nap after taking a bath. Then at past 2, I used PC to do research and review. I stopped before five o’ clock. I then went upstairs to read. There, Mj’s text message saddened me so much. I pity her. I wanted to help but my money is not enough.

 

She says, “Ei, ngtxt c Tai. Singil n q. Kelngan dw ni Jen. Wla p tlga aq pmbyad.” I have no load; thus, I couldn’t reply.

 

Seven-thirty when I went downstairs to eat dinner. At eight, I texted Carla. I apologized because I could not be able to reply when we converse at 11:30. Then we talked about her ex, her plan of vacationing here in May, and the collegiate alumni homecoming.

 

Mj texted me at 9:41. She says, “Slep k n? Gcng n gcng p kmi ng kds. My mga sipon kmi 3. My sinat nga Zj. Kmi ni Hnna mskit ulo nmin. Wla p nman gmot. Ubos na rn vitmins. Cge gudnyt. Mis u.”

 

It saddened me so much. Why are these happening to them?

 

Leo related/confided to me his family problem. I told him to find out what was the reason of his father on having an affair with another girl.

 

 

 

 

February 16, 2009

After breakfast, I was upstairs. It was past 8.

 

There, Mj replied to the quote I sent her. She says, “D mgnda pkiramdam nmin ni Hnna. Mskit ulo q. Giniginaw aq kgbi. Mskit dn ulo Hnna at tyan. D kmi nka2log ng maayos. Wla p gmot d p kmi nkakainom.”

 

When I told her to take medicine immediately for prevention, she exclaimed that there’s no money. Geh! It is so painful to know these things.

 

Then, I texted when she didn’t reply at 9:15. I said, “Alam u, kya mdlas smakit ang tiyan n Hanna kc d u p nppurga. Dpat mkhingi n u ng gmot s center. Khit tablet, bsta mapainom lng. Tapos, bka pnay p ang kain ng chitsrya. Ingatan u lgi kc nkkpnginig ng lman ang mga balita u. Sbay2 p nman kau.”

 

I was writing from ten to twelve.

 

Leo texted me at past 12. He’s asking for my picture. He also directed me to send or give it to his brother, Jimmy, who was scheduled for a trip to Manila this afternoon. Thus, I went to where he told me to go. But suddenly, Jimmy’s trip was postponed. I did not stay there for long. I went back home and spent time in front of the computer. I played Boogle and Jigsaw Puzzle. Past 3:30 when I stopped.

 

It was 4 when I read Mj’s text that she sent at past 2. She says, “Ok n q. Nkainom n ng gmoy. Nkogphnga n q. Nkpligo n rn. D n rn umiinda ng skt ng tyan c Hnna. Kya wg k mg-wori.”

 

Though, it’s late, I still replied, saying “Mbuti kng gnon.” I told her also why I responded late.

 

I was gladly preparing to go to school because Papay Benson initiatively gave me my allowance. I thought he would not give me it again. Like what he did last week.

 

Before 5, I was already in school. I spent the remaining minutes writing. Later, I participated in the demo lesson. Ma’am Gerona gave a wonderful comment to the demo teachers, when I realized that I could give a better demonstration than that. Her standard is quite low. I can satisfy her. All I need to do is study my lesson very well… and take my time.

 

Hazel Encinares confirmed my age during Prof Ed 5 class. She saw my graduation picture in the yearbook. She couldn’t believe that at my age, I still have a young-looking face. Her wonder increased when she learned that I already have a wife and kids. She asked more questions related to it.

 

Eight-thirty, Marjs texted me. Though, I decided not to converse with her, I still did. I regarded her work and life. Later when I reached home, I asked her if she’s happy now. She says, ”Medyo” and “Bakit b, ha?”

 

I started to make some implications that her life now is still incomplete because of one lacking. Yet I did not name it.

 

She changed her answer to “I’m happy now.”

 

Then I began giving her quotes. One of them was “Work without play makes a boy dull.”

 

At 9:45, she says, “Tenkyu. Great teacher nd counselor, have a wondrful sleep tonight.”

 

 

 

February 17, 2009

I got up early so that I could help Mama Leling in searching for the filthy, decaying dead rats. My tummy wanted to throw up when we found them.

 

After breakfast, I handsewn the tears of my shorts. I have repaired three pairs of shorts. Later I and Skye did biking. I toured him until I let him play in a shady place, near Honasan’s house. We went home at 9:45.

 

I still did review despite noise, terrible heat, and other distractions. I focused on it at Past one. But I must nap at 1:30. I got up after 15 minutes.

 

Two-fifteen, I was already in the library. Next thing happened was ennui. It was maybe because only Ate Che and I were present among the ‘Inseparables.’ In fact, we snacked silently. We conversed, but it was different, if we were altogether.

 

I did some sort of writing after having snacks.

 

There was a faculty meeting at 5:30. Hence I helped my co-unit earners to research for educational philosophies.

 

At seven-thirty, Lea, Aila’s employer texted me. She says, “Hi, Froilan Gdevng. Ngayn pa lang ihanap mu na ako ng makakapalit ni Aila. Ngkakaprblema kmi s kaptid nya. Ayaw namin ng ganiti to thnk na wala pa ngang alam masyado sa gawaing bhay c Aila. Hndi pa kmi panatag sa kanya.”

 

I replied immediately. I apologized and promised to look for another maid.

 

Then she replied, “Pakikausap na lang din ung Tatay kung may time ka. Akala ko nagkaintindihan na kami. Ung ate nya lang nman ang problema, eh. S totoo kang Froilan wala kong tiwala sa ate niya.”

 

I asked what happened prior to this.

 

She called after 15 minutes.

 

After our phone conversation at 8, I went home immediately. I wanted to talk to Tiya Mila or to Tiyo Turo.

 

Tiya Mila was the only one I saw first. Thus, we talked. She uttered negative feedback against Lea’s family, which I did not consider yet. It might ne her propaganda.

 

I texted Aila after I talked to her mother. Before she replied- “D ok lng aq d2 wlng prb d2 ok lng,” I texted Lea about my conversation with Tiya Mila. I demanded confirmation if her family is indeed domineering and ‘masungit’ towards Aila.

 

Lea replied. She said that they are humane and educated. They never raised voice in directing Aila to work. They just taught her. Then she told me that Aila wanted for extension so that she could save money for her schooling.

 

 

 

February 18, 2009

I got up early because my mattress was very wet. Kuya Bambi peed on it at 3 am. He was drunk. I was sure he did not know what he did. Yet I believed he could feel the moist in our foam.

 

Before having coffee, I discussed the matter about Aila with Aileen. She knew the story because Tiya Mila diffused the issue, which was fabricated.

 

Later, Aileen and I prepared our viand for lunch. While doing so, Tiya Mila came in. I voiced out the truth. I have implied that she was lying.

 

Before I ate lunch, I took a nap first. Afterwards, I read the reviewer that I borrowed from Aprilroz. At two, I took a nap again until 4 pm.

 

At six-thirty, I replied to Epr’s text. Later I asked him if he knew about what happened between me ans Bee.

 

He says, “Hehe nainis lng sau. Pero hyaan mo n. ok lng yan. Ako n bhla bsta nsa butnga ako.”

 

We had an informal and short conversation. He was not in a good mood for texting. It’s okay, at least, it was clear now to me.

 

At seven-thirty, I was writing in the library.

 

 

 

 

February 19, 2009

I swept outside while having coffee. Then I grilled the ‘lawlaw.’ I went upstairs and read before I ate breakfast.

 

At past nine, I was preparing our lunch. I was reading while doing so. Aileen did some part of the cooking.

 

I pursued writing and reviewing after cooking.

 

At twelve-thirty, I was playing a game on the PC.

 

At four, Inseparable girls and I dined in Ning’s Restaurant. We chipped in. There, Mj and I were texting. I was enjoying the food, but not at that moment. I was so sad. Ate Salve asked when she noticed my gloom. But I have not told them yet.

 

Here are the Mj’s text messages in chronological order:

1.      “Mdyo ok nmn kmi. Kya lng inuubo nmn kds. Pro pnapainom q nmn gmot. Sobrngi nit nmn d2. Lam u, gs2 n tlga uwi ni Hnna Bcol llo n pg nppglitan un, ayw n nya d2.”

2.      “Sobrang kulit at likot. Sympre ms fvrte mga Gregorio. Kya gs2 n tlga nmin umalis d2. Nkkpgod n dw sbi nny. Ngparinig n nmn skin e.”

3.      Kya nga e, sobrang pgttiis n nga gngwa nmin. Kung meron mn cla gs2 umalis d2, kmi un. Pg sumagot nmn aq bka playasin nmn kmi.”

4.      “Puro sma lng ng loob inaabot nmin ng kids. Hay! Nkkpagod n… San k b s skul?”

5.      “D2 k muna mg2ro hbng wla p tayo haus. Kya lng mtgal tgal p rn hntayin nmin ng kids.”

6.      “My pasok p c Flor. Ska pg and2 k n lng. Ms mppnatag p q. Ewn q nga e, wla n q cntct s knla.”

 

I was forced to tell my friends about my problem. I was teary0eyed already. Yet it did not fall.

 

Before 5:30, I was in the library. I tried to focus on the reviewer, but there’s no comprehension. Instead, I wrote and wrote.

 

At seven, Padi Glenn texted me and asked me to come over to Dr. Can Clinic. He asked me about “annually.” Then I discussed to him the formula of computing for interest. Tomorrow, he would take an examination in San Jacinto Rural Bank in Masbate for employment.

 

I have also told him that I was interested in having a teaching experience this June. So he promised that if he gets the job, he will give me the Math teaching job that he;s about to grab or work on in Manila by June. He prefers the bank.

 

I was still in the clinic when Mj texted me. She says, “Taya k sa lotto bka kw n lng hntay e. hehe.”

 

Abruptly, I bade goodbye to Glenn. It was the God’s sign, I thought. I have a good intention, so I hoped (again) for the instant wealth.

 

After I paid the six numbers, I bet on, I texted Mj. I said, “Tumaya aq s lotto. Sna ibigay stin ni lord, pra di na tyo mkrnas ng hirap. Mganda intension ko kya khit ung mga nksakit s atin tu2lungan q. pray for dis.” Then I walked home.

 

I was so sad for what my family is going through. I pity Hanna. At her very young age, she has experienced so-called discrimination. At her age, she’s now thinking of escape. It is just quite frustrating that it happens in their own family – home. Tsk-tsk!

 

Then I waited for the 6/49 lotto draw. Unfortunately, there was not even one number I have gotten. I notified Mj that God wants us to work hard to attain success.

 

 

 

 

February 20, 2009

At 6:30, I was sweeping. I did it before having coffee. Next thing I did was reading while having coffee. I then stayed upstairs to focus.

 

At eight, I was doing it in my usual study place. I did not permit anybody to distract and occupy me. I, in fact, had my lunch at past one.

 

At past one, I texted Ml. She texted me at 10 am, thus I told her about my activities. I also opened my willingness and determination to find a teaching job in Manila this June.

 

Later I texted my cousin, Klyn. I asked her if she could help me find a teaching job in her school or in the school where she teaches. She did not reply.

 

At past 2, I took a nap upstairs.

 

At four-thirty, I went to Ate Che’s house. She invited me for today is her brother’s birthday. Ate Salve’s coming , as well.

 

At five, when Ate Salve arrived, I was there for 15 minutes, we ate. We have no time for laughing.

 

At six, I was walking home. It was too early, if I went to RGCC.

 

I left for RGCC at past 7:30, after dinner. I just washed some dishes.

 

The search for Miss College Fest ’09 was not yet starting when I arrived. I waited so long. I also anticipated for companions.

 

It started at 8, but no one arrived. Padi Glenn did not come in, as well as Inseparables. I just watched silently until it ended at 10 pm.

 

AT ten-thirty, I reached home. Good thing, Mama Leling was still watching TV. Though Tonton and I walked home, I still caught the time limit.

 

 

 

 

February 21, 2009

I woke up early to prepare myself for going to Sorsogon today. Mama Leling directed me to buy a textile. She asked me last night.

 

Jasleen was coming with me because Aileen wanted her to see Sorsogon City. Aileen gave me P200 for her daughter’s expenses.

 

At 7:30, we left the house. At past nine, we reached Sorsogon. I immediately purchased the textile. Then, I accompanied Jaja to buy hair accessories.

 

At 10:00, we were dining in a kiddie food chain.

 

I roamed Jasleen in a department store. She told me to buy ‘pasalubong’ for Skye. Hence, I let her chouse. She picked Spiderman mask. She also bought Minnie Mouse for her.

 

At eleven, we left Sorsogon City. One, when we reached the tailoring shop. Unfortunately, I must go back to Sorsogon because the textiles I purchased were so many. Mama Leling wanted one yard of black corduroy and yards of Katrina, but I only purchased 12 yards of corduroy. We had miscommunication.

 

After an informal and very fast lunch, I went back to Sorsogon. There I returned and exchanged textiles. I thanked God for that blessing. I would not be reprimanded.

 

While on the immobile bus, Mj texted me. I told her my whereabout. Later we talked about my plan for looking for a job or teaching in Manila this June. I opened to her about Padi Glenn’s Math teaching job offer.

 

Then, she says, “Mathematician! Hehe Kya u b ng2ro ng Math? Dnmn un major u db? Blib tlga aq sau.”

 

I told her that teaching could be perfected through lesson planning.

 

“Lam u proud tlga aq sau. Kya alm q kya u ipasa ang board,” she replied.

 

I then promised her that I would do my best not to disappoint her. I bade goodbye afterwards.

 

At past 6, I reached the tailoring shop. Mama Leling thanked me still though I was ‘palpak.’ In my shame, I left immediately. I told her that I would go to my classmate. But the truth was I bet on 6/42. Then I watched the recital of Bang M. Salandanan School of Dance and Social Arts’ output.

 

The performers were so great. I then wished my daughter was there performing, which is not impossible because there’s a 4’year old performer there.

 

At seven-thirty, I was walking home. Before I got home, I texted Mj. I told her that I watched ballet presentation and my dream is to enroll Hanna in that school.

 

“Pwd pra mgkroon nmn tlent anak u. Ky lng mga sexy dnce hlig nun,” Mj commented. She also said, ”Pwd rn pla Zj. Hehe. Pro gs2 q m22ban Zj mga instruments or sports.”

 

Then, our conversation arrived at the Gregorio Family, who had been the reason for my family’s uneasy life. She says, “Yup. Wla n ata blak umwi. Alm u kung my haus n tau, d aq mgsusumiksik d2. Mgulo d2. Wla k privcy. Pg ng2ro k n d2, sn tau stay? D2 p rn?”

 

I said, “Xmpre hnap tayo ng mauupahan pero tngnan muna ntin kung kya ng shod q.” Then I told her not to tell them my plan of renting a house yet.

 

I slept early.

 

 

 

February 22, 2009

I grilled fish after I started washing. Later, Mama Leling gave me P100. I did not want to accept it, but she insisted.

 

At nine-thirty, I was cooking. I also replied to Boboy’s text messages.

 

At one-thirty, I read a book. Then I went upstairs to nap at two pm. I stayed there until 6 pm, pursuing the review. But my tooth ached a little bit when I got up.

 

Later I went to lotto outlet and got the 6/42 result. I only got one correct number. It’s okay.

 

My toothache was healed by two teaspoons of honey.

 

I sent quote to Leo, but he replied, “Cnu po cla?” He erased my number. It’s okay. He’s not that important one.

 

 

 

February 23, 2009

I was sweeping while having coffee in the yard. Then I filled the earth jar (bisu) with water. And at 8:30, I made an ad which is looking for all-around maid, due to Lea’s text at 7:45 am today. She asked me if there was an applicant already.

 

At nine-thirty, I was cooking. I finished it at 10:45.

 

At eleven, I was doing a review. It was extended until 4:45. The only obstruction was the catnapping.

 

At five, I was watching children who were playing computer games at Tiyo Raul’s mini-arcade house. Then at 5:45, I was watching players of ‘dangkalan,’ striving to win little amount.

 

At 6:30, I restlessly looked for an interesting tv program. When I haven’t found one, I turned off the tv set.

 

After dishwashing at 7:45, I did writing.

 

At 9:30, I was already upstairs.

 

 

 

February 24, 2009

Before and after cooking, I spent hours writing and reading a little bit.

 

At past 8, I texted Mj. She says, “Morning! Aba my load k n ha? Aus lng. Kht mlk kds no more n nmn! 2log p Hnna. C Zj eat kmote.”

 

I replied, “Bkt wlng milk? Tpos my load k. Hehe.”

 

She did not response anymore.

 

I pursued writing until 1:30 because I would return the book this afternoon to Aprilroz. Then I texted Ate Salve. I borrowed her reviewer.

 

At 2:30, Tinay gave me a photograph with a message at the back. It’s a picture of ‘The Inseparables.’ I knew she gave the others, too.

 

I reviewed using Ate Salve’s book after we took snacks.

 

At seven, I was reviewing again. I rated myself by getting the percentage of my scores. I got 61 out of 100 items. Whew! I have gotten 61% in test measurement and evaluation. Not so good, huh! I must study harder.

 

I texted my friends at past 10, greeting them, ‘Good night!’ However, no one replied. As in ‘no one.’ How sad my night was…

 

 

 

 

February 25, 2009

I cooked after having coffee. Then I reviewed before I ate breakfast.

 

At past 9, I cooked again. Past 11 when I finished it. I then pursued a review upstairs.

 

After lunch, I changed place. I did the review in Aileen’s house since I had to let Jaja ang Skye fall asleep.

 

At past 2, Aileen disturbed my review. She asked me to help her with making pancakes. We did it at 2:30.

 

At 4 pm, I stopped the review. My thumb was aching due to writing excessively. I took a nap.

 

Even in school I was still reviewing.

 

Before I went upstairs to sleep, I first finished reading and writing some information in Ate Salve’s reviewer. I will return it morrow.

 

I have had a hard time getting sleep. It may be due to the coffee milk I drank.

 

 

 

February 26, 2009

Though I had less sleep, I managed to get up early. Later I fried fish for breakfast. I reviewed first before I took the meal.

 

Then at past 9:30, I was doing it in Aileen’s dining area. I ran away from household chores, especially cooking.

 

I cut my own hair at past 1 pm. Then I left for school early.

 

Mj texted me at past 2, but I was able to reply at past 4. After merienda, I was in the library when she replied. She asked if I was sure on the trip to Manila in March 15. She says, “Ah ok. Bsta wait k nmin. D2 k s haus muna diretso. Kht 1 day mn lng, mksma k nmn. 4 sure, after nun ky Mama n lht ng pnhon u. Tpos blik k ulit jn pra mg-exam.”

 

I committed to her.

 

I pursued writing until past 7 pm. Then I read my written reviewer. Later I texted Nonoy, asking him about the requirements in the summer job offered by LGU Bulan, since he had experienced it last year.

 

My decision to apply tomorrow was based on the sign I asked from God that He showed me while I was in the library.

 

Nonoy and I had a personal talk about it later. He assured me that being hired is not difficult.

 

After dinner, I prepared my requirements.

 

Amy texted me at past 9. I asked her immediately about her blowout, yet I greeted her. Since Irene cannot join tomorrow, we agreed to do it on Saturday, when everyone is able to join.

 

I also inquired about her paper-processing. I have learned that she only needs to pass medical exams. I wished her the negativity if the results.

 

 

 

February 27, 2009

I woke up early to prepare myself for the job application. I swept in the yard first.

 

At seven-thirty, I walked through Bulan Municipal Hall. I read the invitation on the bulletin board and found out that the applicant orientation would be at 2 pm. I was so early. Thus, I went to Municipal Public Library instead and read there.

 

At 9:30, Mj texted me. We conversed. I told her where I was and what I was doing. I also opened it to her about the application. I said, “Gsto ko kc mkbili ng cp.” She agreed since Michelle needed the cell phone I was using now.

 

At 10:30, I went back home. Later I was given P100 coins as ‘balato’ from Papay Benson’s jeuteng winning.

 

I took a nap after dishwashing and at 2 pm, I was already in Bulan Municipal Hall. The applicants were numerous, yet it did not hinder me from pursuing the goal. I listened to the orientation. After the introduction of the program, the speaker-slide operator discussed the qualifications, which disqualified me. Age requirements are 18-24. I wanted to go out, but I decided to finish listening and viewing.

 

At 3:30, I got home. There was no ill-feeling in my heart.

 

 

 

February 28, 2009

I did something about school after having coffee. I made fairy’s wand that I will use in my demo lesson on Monday.

 

At 9:30, I was cooking and texting. I texted my friends, Flor, and Auntie Vangie. I have gotten this from Auntie Vangie: “Oo nga sna gnun. Kmusta n? Dis March bc kmi sunod-sunod kc mga lakad me ksalan p c Natnat s March 8 n so nsa Lucena kmi… Kta tau s March 18 punta u s haus am.”

 

I also text-conversed with Mj. She says, “Bad trip nga aq, e, mgulo n nmn d2. Kumple2 nga Gregorio at Immclta. Hay! Massipag p nmn.”

 

I told her to let them do what they wanted to do.

 

She then added, “Bad trip tlga aq ky Berbie e. Pg and2 akla u kung cnong hari, e. Aba! Nsa hrap n nun ng tv mghpon n nmn yn. Nkhiga pa ha!”

 

I empathized with her. I knew how hard it was to be with them.

 

Amy also replied. She told me that her blowout will not be realized because she was not paid or waged. I understand. She needs money now. I knew she just did not want to.

 

I was also conversing with Jenny Alterejos until I got tired if texting. It was 2 pm. Then I took a nap. Afterwrds, I pestered Gleazy. She’s so funny.

 

At 5:30, I went to Ate Quennie’s house to ask for detailed lesson plans, which are needed by Dichoso. When I got there, Ate Quennie gave me something to do instead. I drew something about the story ‘The Very Hungry Caterpillar.” It was 8 when I went home.

 

After dinner, I drew again. And I did some letter cutting. At 9:30, I stopped. I texted Mj. She replied. Then until midnight I was texting and replying to Leo’s text messages. He’s sick.