hostage victim wreaking crisis
The Afghanistan hostage-held Angelito Nayan has a bloated head. He is actually Muriel’s cousin and Jules (and his group in school) needed to interview him regarding not his abduction but about foreign policies blah blah.
After I posted my activist posters in school, I met with Jules at the National Bilog
(a circular podium at the center of the National Bookstore inside the SM Manila. We’ve been calling it that for namesake). He told me that he needed to see Yeye (Muriel) and he’s been pestering me to look for her since last night (we live at the same area). But she didn’t have a phone so we had to go to her, meaning we had to go to Palar and try to keep being inconspicuous because we can’t be seen by anyone who knows me and my family. I could have been dead had they found out I were already there when I was supposed to be still in school.
We went to Las Pinas altogether with Jules' group, with the hope to get an interview with Muriel’s now famous cousin. By the way, Angelito Nayan will be sending Yeye to school this coming school year (if she passed the entrance exams she took at the PNU just the other week, that is) so we sort of assumed they were really close. On the way, Yeye’s been calling her other cousins because she didn’t know Angelito’s number. No one really wanted to give us the number and even told us that he’s not entertaining interviews irregardless of the matter. Angelito’s conceited brother, however, offered himself to be interviewed instead. We’d convinced ourselves that they were hiding Angelito from us and persistent as we were, we pushed through and thought that an ambush interview could be our last resort.
Yeye went ahead to the house while we waited far enough for them not to realize that we were already with her but Angelito, indeed wasn’t home yet and the family was still determined in saying that there’s no way for the interview. Nonetheless, Angelito’s brother gave an interview schedule for himself. Yeye pretended to have lost us and borrowed the brother’s phone. She then found Angelito’s number and scribbled it onto her palm.
Feeling victorious, we left the place and went on to John's place, which was nearby. We had dinner while Yeye tried to call Angelito only to be scuffled and yelled at for being too stubborn. I was sitting beside her and she wasn’t able to say anything more than the hello and the opo
and the bye. Honestly, I can’t see his point of feeling too much of a celebrity. We’re not even media people and to think that Jules’ group is from Adamson (were Angelito graduated from), he is just too ungrateful. The poor fellas' need now to hasten to come up with another prospect for them to be able to submit the documentary on Wednesday.