Week 2 was also so and so. Not a lot of things happened besides the following
Week 3. Okay, wow. By the end of the week, I realized that I really didn’t know the meaning of the word, “Toxic” until a certain Magna Cum Laude became my professor. The pressure was on.
Week 4. A lot of things – both good and bad – happened this week. I’ll probably have tons to say about most of them, so I won’t be doing highlights. There's a possibility that this is going to be very detailed and lengthy. Brace your seats.
As you read above, my Saturday didn’t go as I would’ve liked. I was in a sort of tampuhan with some of my friends, and I was still in a sort of daze. I was feeling a lot of emotions all at the same time. Betrayal, anger and hurt were the forerunners, so imagine how bad my Monday was going regardless of the smiles I was exhibiting. Lunch came, and I didn’t think anything was up when Friend A (Yes, they will not be named.) asked me to go with him to Starbucks. It was only during our walk that it dawned on me that Friend A was sort of coaxing Friend X to talk to me that morning, and that the going to Starbucks thing might have not been for the purpose he initially told me. As expected, when we entered the coffee shop, all our other friends were there. I’m glad to report that during that stay in Starbucks, we were all able to fix our problems. It was a very hurtful experience I never want to relive again, but I’m glad it happened. It woke me up to the realities of life, but especially of friendship.
Tuesday. I normally have this day off, but I needed to go to school for a meeting. Yes, that’s the end of that line. No further elaborations will be made until I’m sure of certain things. HAHA! Anyhoo, nothing much happened this day besides the fact that I got to see Sir Paul when I asked something about the FR. :)) Ayii. GWAPO. :D :D :D
Wednesday. Now here’s a day of the week to talk about. I started the day feeling like a nervous wreck. I needed to do a something in front of lots of people, and I found myself unprepared because I concentrated on studying Micro the night before. My mom, or my Mama, as I like to call her, tends to calm me down so I called her up and got the words of encouragement I needed before I headed for school. The “task” as I like to call it now, happened during Micro Lec, from which I was excused, I think I did fairly well. I got them to laugh, if that even counts as a plus point. :p
Getting back to class after the second task was a sort of “point of no return”, I guess. I say this because everything changed after that. Things went from good to bad, and some turned out to be just plain awful. Words were said, things were done, assumptions were made. Err. I can’t really elaborate much on what happened, but believe me when I say that this was one of the saddest days of my life. :(
Thursday. I only have Bioethics during these days, so yea. Miss Patacsil all the way. We had a 7:30-12:00 class with her, and we only have 1 break, which two of my other friends and I took as an opportunity to share with the class what happened the day before, so we could at least fix the problem, and regain a semblance of normality. Something unexpected happened though, which sort of alleviated me of the sadness I was feeling.
Friday. I was more confused as ever. I was getting all these comments from people, and I didn’t know whether to believe them or not. All sorts of things were swimming around in my head like, “You have opinions not facts.” and “What if stuff just got exaggerated? But what if they didn’t??” I didn’t know whether feeling doubtful of the information we got that Wednesday was right, because I thought that if what I felt wasn’t what my friends were feeling, it would’ve been like betraying them, but I know now that that’s not true. They’re big-hearted people, and they won’t think of me that way at all.
Saturday came without any improvement on Problem That Cannot Be Further Elaborated On, but I’m glad to have been relieved of having to think about it. Jhe, Bona, Eunice, Alexa, and I got to watch Very Special Love after classes. :D I know it seems cheap to most of you, but whatever. I’m a sap, and that includes wanting to watch silly chick flicks even if they are Filipino movies that include Sarah Geronimo and John Lloyd Cruz. HAHA!
So, that’s it. Well, most of it anyway. :)) I want to say a lot more than what I typed above, but there’s this thing between me and certain people in my life called Confidentiality that really can’t be breached. HAHAHA! [Thanks for that, Miss Patacsil!] So, yea. I’m happy I got all those stuff out of my system already, and I’m also glad that you took the time to read this even though it’s nonsense to most of you. :p