Reminiscing
By bluepanjeet on May 25, 2006 in Uncategorized
Photo by Pagedooley
I woke up today having seven messages in my phone. 2 were from my college batch mates and 5 were from Nursing students. All messages were in interrogative form: “Mzta na?”.(how are you?) Of course, I did not reply as expected: Kamusta na nga ba ako? (How am I doing?). I start my day by thinking my next itinerary. Honestly, ako na yata ang pinakabusy na tambay sa panahon ngayon. (I think I’m the busiest bee of all bums)So many papers and documents to file, so many forms to fill, that you don’t anymore remember which is which and what those papers are for: Pila dito, pila don (falling in line in endless queues), sakay dito, sakay doon (commuting to and fro), bayad dito, bayad doon (paying fees continuously), Exam dito, exam don (taking numerous exams), I should be starting my self review right now but how? With all these, paper works around… sus me! (Oh my!)
I went to PRC (Philippine Regulations Commission) to file a request from CGFNS. I was really thinking that I am the first one to arrive.. but NO! Everyone was crawling to their new but cramped office. Naghalo na lahat ng amoy. (Different body odors were concocted) Every odor imaginable was there. Hahaha you should go there sometime to breath the “new kind of air�!
Anyhow, with all those delays and hassles that I have been through today, I had a sudden homecoming. I went to Sacred Heart College (My alma mater from Grade School to High School) to request for a copy of my High School Transcript. I went directly to the Main Registrar, which for all I know is where the records of the entire institution are kept. Pero pinagtabuyan nila ako. Itinaboy nila ako sa BED department. (But they threw me out of their office. The detoured me to the BED department). B.E.D. Ã Basic Education Department.
I have a confession to make… And my batch mates knew this… my greatest fear is to enter once again the gates of my alma mater. No kidding! I avoided that school for years after I graduated because (as I mentioned earlier, and my batch mates know this) of the flashbacks that I would experience. Not to mention of course the familiar faces of staffs and teachers that I would see there. “ay yan diba yung suwail sa batch nila?� (Is that the one who was very insubordinate in their class?) “diba si Romulo yan� (Is that Romulo?) so on and so forth…. Sorry for those who never knew me, but I was quite notorius back in HS.
However, there was different aura that did not meet my expectation. The fear was gone… as I walked through the corridors, I can’t help reminisce the happy moments that I experienced in “Sacre�. The flashback kept on coming… until I saw the field where I first learned how to play the “CHI-CHU�… Ang tagal na pala kako! Time really heals bad memories… I just hope that time could easily heal bad experiences. Nevertheless, there are no bad memories that are not worth reminiscing because from HINDSIGHT, you’ll just laugh at everything. The past is actually the gauge of your present status. Kapag hindi mo pala binalikan ang nakaraan, di mo malalaman kung nasaan ka na sa kasalukuyan… (If you don’t reminisce the past, you will never know where exactly you are in the present)…
I went out of the school having an array of mixed thoughts in my head.. but I only felt one thing inside me, I think I’ve grown. And in my growing years, no matter how hard I kept trying in avoiding those walls, there is still the memory of my second home! Kordiano to… san man makarating sa lupalop ng mundo! (I’m a Cordian, wherever I may go across the world).
Keep Well and God Bless!
The Hermana Fausta Hall. This hall is a monumental witness to every talentong kordiano who excelled in extra co-corricular activities. My first exposure in this very same stage was when I played Eddie Ilarde in our spoof of the “Student Canteen” during our graduation (Kindergarten) back in 1984. The next thing I know, I became a regular performer of this stage: from the “wolf” of Little Red Riding Hood, A king in “Befana”, A promdi in drama fest ‘87, a program host, a debater, director, choir, speech choir, actor, set director, special effects manager, rapper-slash-songwriter in our music (cl) ass, video technician, audio man to a regular student who received his quarterly recognition (”most number of absences” and “best in protest” lol). Every program and every competition I joined in (or was forced to) was always held in this very same hall. The fun part of being on stage is that you get to grab the attention of the audience from the contestant or a performer for 5 seconds, by peeking from the side curtains or just simply walking across the stage deliberately when someone is cluelessly performing.
the chapel where I received my first communion. In that ailse is the very same pew where I used to put a handful of thumbtacks underneath my classmates’ butt. that’s why every mass was never the same without someone shouting in pain. I plead guilty! but it was fun seeing my classmates jerk off from their seat and catching everybody’s attention. Only now did I realize how painful it was to be pierced by a sharp tack in your gluteal area. I was foolish back then. But given the chance to do it again? Oh yeah I will!
The quadrangle where i spent most of my free time with my friends hurling practical jokes to unsuspecting buddies or just hanging out with the members of our batch-band, listening to their newest rock song or just simply watching them as their jugular vein pops out from their necks. The grass surrounding the quadrangle was the site of our weekly “freeze/unfreeze” drama episodes with our dramatics adviser. I can’t believe I was “forced” to join that crap. What we only did for 2 years was to run, laugh, cry, get angry, make faces and then be told to freeze, then unfreeze. But it was fun. You’ll get a 15 minute of fame from passersby while you act so stupidly in front of the whole class, just to please our (hard to please) teacher. May she rest in peace though she’s not yet dead.
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