Storm Season
i was shocked, actually, that my final examination in filipino 13 was something i could very well consider a piece of cake. honestly. during the past week when i spent most of my waking hours just trying to grasp the answer to the question ‘anu-ano ang mga kasanayan sa pakikipagtalastasan na kailangan nating linangin?’ i found myself at a loss.
i must have read that book more than a hundred times and yet everytime i shut it to take a cat nap, i found myself unable to recall whatever i had read about in the first place–that, i considered tragic. but the Lord God always manages to come up with little surprises, and yes, i guess he was merciful enough to have allowed our teacher to come up with an elementary-easy test.
but more than that, i guess i’m just so glad that the first semester is officially done and over with. finally, i can catch up on a lot of good movies that i’ve missed because of the mountains of schoolwork that i had to surmount. finally, i can drown myself in the pages of novels that i’ve borrowed from my friends, some of them being the da vinci code, inkheart, memoirs of a geisha, and the roman mysteries.
my friends and i share a common view on the first semester: tiring, boring, all messed up. i believe i’ve heard this line a gazillion times now–we’ll do better in the next semester–only to find out that the promise of oneself has been broken yet again.
the first semester storm did hit me and it left me with a mountains of debris to clean up. when i browsed through my notes, i found that my notes on the composition of the legislative government were all hastily scribbled in my filipino 13 filler. when i searched for the family tree of terah, i found it in my political science filler.
be it as it may, i’m so glad that i made it through one of the stormiest seasons in school–literally, and figuratively.
October 9th, 2006 at 7:26 pm
read the da vinci code!
i know it’s quite anachronous for a stacy alacntara to read that helluva-novel-of-a-passe… hehe. but trust me, it really tickled my open-mindedness. and it’s perfectly thrilling; it has lots of danglers in the ending parts of each chapter that you can hardly put the book down to take a pee.
anyway, yes. it has been indeed a storm — but please don’t blame me for the literal storm that’s happening now; it’s not me and my sagrir lore and my primitive south american incantations — it’s a bagyo named i-forgot-what-it’s-called.
it’s okay my dear istaki doll. life’s supposed to be that way. at least we all did manage to still possess the complete parts of our body.
except maybe for me…i just cut off my left ear with a butter knife as an offering to some goat-headed quasi-deity that resides in a lake of burning sulfur. :c
i’ll miss you geeky. good luck on the debate thing…and continue your writing!
blessed be
your fairy-goth mother,
faggotH
October 15th, 2006 at 8:08 pm
at least u had notes! –i didnt. LOL and my fil25R final exam was all messed up. i think i was writing my own version of RETORIKA. haha
g’luck genius! =)
October 15th, 2006 at 9:25 pm
well now, at least you can tell people that you made a difference in retorika. hahaha….