My patience has been put to the test today in more ways than one. Again, I came to school for my 9 am Electronics class but still my classes were suspended. I couldn’t actually believe myself, I’m missing being inside the class! I’m finally realizing the bad effects of this whole protest thing but that doesn’t mean I’m getting to the other side. I just want this to get done and over with already. They give us back our name and it’s done.
I met up with Ranna, the first time actually (I rather realized just now) since the New Year came in. She went to school (wearing black) to get her graduation pictures (where she claims she looked fat), give me my requested grad picture of her and give me 2 sticks of different cigarettes. One was French, and the other was herbal. They (with Jules) asked me to try the French, which name I can’t remember, first. It was strong just as Ran told me but it was better than the other one, called Ecstasy, which I tried a few hours later. It had a bitter aftertaste and didn’t taste like cigarette at all. It was more of like some piece of paper bounded together that I wonder if I ever smoked, had cigarettes been made that way. Our brief encounter with Ran ended as we accompanied her to the 4th floor of the SM Manila to watch Phantom of the Opera
, by her lonesome.
All the time, we have been waiting for Joy, my eccentric cousin. She had promised to see me today at 1 pm only to tell me this morning thru YM that she had to move it to 4 pm. She said she’d give me back the money I’ve lend her before, which I badly need right now because I’ve expended all my allowance, down to the last peso, that could have been for until next Friday. While waiting, we went to the back of SM and found a new carinderia
Jules have named PCM (if I’m not mistaken). He saw those letters on a calendar posted inside the place. We had ma-ling
and spaghetti, which incidentally, was the same food left for me in the house tonight.
By 7:30 pm, my dear cousin was still nowhere in sight, I wanted to strangle her. We had already talked about everything and have taken our discussion from one story to another until we ended up in an intense argument about being content in life and almost pissed each other off, and all at the expense of killing time. Still she was nowhere to be seen so finally, we’ve decided to leave because there is going to be more to that that I have to worry about: How the hell am I going to school tomorrow? Bahala na siguro.