I once had a companion, oh no, not that close but an online friend who told me to stop butting in my nose to someone else's life. To not cross the line. Unless you're ready to take responsibility.
I never once assess things as it is and I never once weigh crossing the lines could be this heavy.
And who would know, just a day right after the firing event, this dreaded assessment would happen?
He's sick and he does not ping his family about it. He is keeping it to himself, alone, suffering. I know, I must respect where he is coming but I just had to act unless I want to repeat such a painful past.
I looked up his family members on F******k and miraculously I found it. I found her older sister on F*.
I immediately sent her a message regarding Awe's sickness.
His sister immediately replied and assures me that they will give Awe with full care and assistance he needed.
Hence, later at night, Awe told me he resents me for disclosing such information to his family. Their house is in chaos and he is blamed. He said he has too much to bear, how come I added to it. He is now blaming himself for telling me, and that he trusted me.
I, I don't know how to reply. At that moment I began looking back and weighing things I have impulsively do. Is it true that I have hurt them? For all my mind is programmed to do something when conflicts arise. I do that because I, I did genuinely cared for them.
Days had passed and that keep bugging the hell out of me. I was constantly in the bad mood. I guess I had developed anger management issues? I don't have enough courage to talk about it with Peas and Rom, and that brings me to take it out against my parents.
Little things they do annoys me.
Little stupidity they had done to the family had me always receive profanity and insult from them.
"Dapat di na lang kita binuhay!" said by my angry mom.
I hope so too. Because since childhood, you never had treated me like one. I have always been the one who is insisting my existence on you mom. I had always to put act to get your attention.
I always keep my voice high in this house, yet, nobody seems to hear me. Nobody wants to.
I was once done leaving this hell hole, yet nobody even cared if I was gone. If I go too far away places, they are okay with it. No further questions, unlike my other siblings. That she expresses her fear if something happens to them. Unlike me.
I KEEP INSISTING I AM ALSO THEIR CHILD TO BE CHERISHED WITH.
Days gone pass. Kung hindi man masasakit na salita ang natatanggap ko sa kanila, panay sampal naman. Akala ko namanhid na ako. I wish I really feel numb for real, but no. I feel every single pain because I love them.
++
Weekdays come and go and the time has been nearing for our final examination in school.
Filipino subject had assigned us to make a baby thesis. I had poured all my attention into all the workloads. And I had this block mate who's clearly sipping the best out of me. At first, I kind of liked it because I feel like I am needed. They always welcomed me in the classroom to get a peek at my assignment. I didn't care as long as I get credited. Not until it becomes their habit. Every single thing in school they had always expectations of me.
I am drained.
I am emptied.
And so I called Peas that afternoon. The moment I see her cute remarks my tears began falling. I missed her. I missed her company. She has been busy too and I don't really want to add up to her burdens, but today is different. Di ko na kaya.
"Jel." Her sounds soothe me and that signalled me to cry more
I liked how she handles me. She just listened to all of my whims.
"Peas I've been used. I like it at first since I like being needed but I am not happy anymore. It drains me, they abuse me, I had nowhere to run. What am I gonna do?" I cried my heart out even if other students had free access to what are we conversing about. I don't have any shame now, I just needed to let it out.
I am hurt. I can no longer prolong time to avoid what I've been feeling.
When I calmed down a bit it's nearing dark already. She then encouraged me to change our place and that we decided to head towards the school's quadrangle. The nighttime breeze envelopes us. With heavy eyes from all the crying, I finally feel calm, inside. It amazingly loses some of its weight.
We talked about life. And she had this radio episode with her, that at some point, she remembers me. We shared earphones and listened to the episode together. I cried and comforted that somehow I am not alone battling this kind of dilemma in life. Best karmas to us then!
With this mood, I sought courage asking Peas about the root of why am I on this kind of messy situation.
"Peas, have you ever butted in your nose to someone else's life?" I asked half nervous maybe I am off the whole time. That no one understands my impulsiveness, that maybe I am just too much for everyone.
"mm how deep then?" she inquired more.
"That deep when you reach into his or her own personal affairs; like family," I added.
"I don't know, I can't think of any really.." my hopes are draining again. I get it. I am too much.
"...But if it's for their own good? why not?"
I am speechless.
"You know jel. A friend is there for a purpose. And that is to guide one another when the other is too overwhelmed by whatever stimulus in their lives. It's your duty even if they loathe you for that. What's more important is that you do that decision because you're genuine about it. That is all that matters. Even if they don't understand it. In time they will and we'll just hope it's not too late for them."
I cried again.
Darn, this lady.
++
We had our few snacks with us. Ang plano alas nuebe kami ng gabi uuwi. Magpapasundo sya sa papa nya. It's totally fine with me since I needed more time to sort things out in my head.
Peas now were talking about all of her crushes including our core commander in ROTC, Sir Asterio.
I remember how she purposely captures sir Asterio during his lecture. This Peas has so many tricks on her sleeves. I wouldn't be shocked if sir Asterio would fall for her if he just pauses and knows more about this lady beside me.
"Jel, alam mo ba? sinabi ko kay mama na may crush ako tapos core commander natin sa rotc, sabi nya kaya ko daw ba? HAHAHHAHA nagulat ako non akala ko ano na sinasabi ni mama. Pero napaisip din ako, papasok sya PMA, ipupursue nya dream nya. Tapos ako maiiwan dito mag-isa, siguro palagi akong mag-iisip, mapaparanoid para sa safety ni Sir Asterio. Alam mo naman na may issue na naman PMA ngayon, may namatay na kadete dahil sa hazing." lintanya nya habang may malungkot na mukha.
Kung sabagay nga naman. Iba na ang panahon ngayon. Marami ng tumataliwas sa pinangakuan nilang responsibilidad sa bansa. At kung nabuko'y naghuhugas kamay bigla.
I also somehow wonder how to get freed from all the shackles does our fruition brings. The confusing condition to get that dream or to get that love you never know existed?
++
I have been living like this the whole time. Push and pull towards every potential people I have met, whether online or in real life. I had interest yet I don’t dare to involve myself in such great responsibilities and obligations.And looking back, I had missed opportunities to love and to be loved. I cannot just afford them to have access to me, without me knowing their real motives. To manipulate me or to love me genuinely.Since childhood, elementary days, I am picked out of five other grandchildren of our grandmother on my mother’s side to attend and be a companion, acting like a real daughter to my Lola. I received all the obligations. I am so focused on how hard obliga
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Unless otherwise specified, all names, characters, businesses, locations, events, and incidents in this book are either fictitious or based on the author's imagination. This story has absolutely nothing to do with anyone who is alive or who has ever existed.+++Our instructor in ROTC announced that Mayor Abueva is requesting ROTC unit 2 to be part of the event the city is commencing. She informed us that the event will be held first on our campus and we will escort the mayor along with the places of the city the mayor appointed to show its presence, para sa fiesta.The instructor didn’t push everybody to attend but to those who just wanted to have extra points and to those who are not complete in the attendance every Sunday. Pambawi lang daw sa mga kulang namin.So did us three enlisted our names to attend. Wala kasi kami nung first meeting. Tsaka palang kami nun nagpalipat pagk
Third person’s POVNapatunayan na naman ng isang tulad ko na malupit ang hagupit ng mga mababait. Loko-loko din to si Abe, ang bilis mainis sa mga tao na bumabangga pagdating sa half-sister nya. Oo half sister nya si Ciek. may isang what you see what you get samantalang yung isa ticking bomb yet living saintly. Pfft. Hypocrisy.Ano kayang gagawin nya don sa babae? Sayang fiesty pa naman, type ko sana pero mukhang may makaka-una na.Papalayo na ako ng HQ namamataan ko na ang bulto ni Asterio. Kupal naman Abe bat ngayon ka pa nagloko?Madadawit ako neto ng di oras eh. Oh I need to buy time, para di mahalata. Sumaludo ako kay Asterio, habang sya’y nakangise sa akin.“At ease.” he said with a hint of happiness. Siguro pasado to, effective ata mga pinagsh-share nitong chain memes sa fb.“Pre, may kukunin lang ako HQ andon pa ba si Abe?&
A year of the pandemic, issues had risen and made all citizens feel rage, oppressed, fear, and all then injustices prevail. Politicians now moved their pawns on a chessboard. Ang daming nasasakripisyong buhay dahil sa mga abusadong nasa kapangyarihan.Kaliwa’t kanan ang pagkukundina at pagkritismo sa iba’t ibang social media platforms. Mga pulis na walang awang binaril sa ulo ang mag-ina. Mga kadeteng nag-aaral ng kriminolohiya nakapanig sa pagkitil ng mga pulis sa mga inosente dahil daw ginalit ito.Mga gago.Sa pagkalap ng maraming hate speech online, gumawa na naman ang hakbang ang mga nasa gobyerno. Nagpasa ng batas na patahimikin ang publiko.Youths who oppose the government red-tagged as terrorists. Many people are angered, likewise many turned to idolize the current administration.What the hell.++
++I can’t distinguish how am I feeling when I just see first-hand the person I’ve been avoiding from the past. I am grateful yet scared. Sir Asterio leaning on the wall of the guardhouse. I mean, if that’s what is called. He is wearing a tight green army shirt and fatigue on the lower. He has these scrutinizing eyes as ever.“...you smell beer… we don’t accept a person who drunk drive going in here,” he said as I now a law violator. Beats me, there are who’s worst than me yet still enjoying their freedom and sipping from the taxes of every Filipino.“yeah, and you smelled like a mint chocolate, mind your distance or I might puke,” I replied and walkway past him.“why? You don’t like how I smell?” He sneered and equalled my pace as I head towards the office.“As far as
++Pagkatapos kong naayos mga gamit ko dumiretso na ako sa public cr. I have encountered a passionate individual kanina. Medyo marami na rin pero ang bali-balita kanina eh may inaasahan pa daw na dumating since ang simula talaga ng training ay hanggang weekend na lamang.I busied myself cleaning my body when a shriek of voice come after me.“JELLLLL IS THAT YOUUUUU?”I peeked on the curtain that only divides the whole shower area and there I saw peas peeking on me as well.We both laughed. Darn, I miss this lady.“Who knew that we could meet in a span of seven years here, naked.” I teased her and we both laughed heartily.“With all those years I’ve been missing you.” Peas as she closed the curtain and resumed cleaning her body. I did too as I enjoy hearing
++ I don’t know how to react. My great grandmother? Isang biktima ng mga hapon. One of the comfort women. Naging topic lang yun nung nagcollege ako tas eto kadugo ko na? Sex slaves of the Japanese troupes. I feel disgusted. For a lady who also nearly suffer from sexual abuse, I loathed them, I pitied my great grandmother with her tough experience. I wonder if she cried in silence too. How did she manage those tough times alone? I picked my phone and called tatay. On three rings he answered. “Hello.” He said. Mukhang nagising ko ata ang tatay. Dis oras na rin kasi ng gabi. Humingi ako ng patawad sa pag-tawag ng gantong oras. “Ano ka ba, ayos lang. Nasisiyahan nga akong tumawag ka. Nabasa ko ang sulat na iniwan mo, masaya akong nakapagdesisyon ka anak.” Said tatay that instantly made me cry. “Pasensya na tay, pero may bumabagabag lang sa isipan ko. Ang lola mo ba tay... isa rin ba sya sa mga biktima ng hapon dati?” Tanong ko naghihinang boses. Katahimikan ang namayani sa kabilang
Do you, too, wonder when this pandemic will end? Do you despise officials who are insensitive to their constituents? Do you despise the military? Are you an anti-activist? Do you despise individuals you meet online? Simply by expressing your criticism on various social media platforms, you will be red-tagged as a member of terrorists or non-governmental organizations (NPAs)? Do you have a sense of hopelessness? Do you have reservations about your ancestors? Do you feel sorry for yourself? How do you establish your identity at this age? When everyone simultaneously feels powerful and hopeless? Hello, my name is Angelie Bayaban. I am an AB Political Science student who has only dreamed of contributing to the betterment of this humanity. The fact is, I want my name to be etched in the history books for how my voice was heard among the thousands of screams and cries of this cataclysmic age. During face-to-face sessions, our professors usually leave us with a message to love the process
++ I don’t know how to react. My great grandmother? Isang biktima ng mga hapon. One of the comfort women. Naging topic lang yun nung nagcollege ako tas eto kadugo ko na? Sex slaves of the Japanese troupes. I feel disgusted. For a lady who also nearly suffer from sexual abuse, I loathed them, I pitied my great grandmother with her tough experience. I wonder if she cried in silence too. How did she manage those tough times alone? I picked my phone and called tatay. On three rings he answered. “Hello.” He said. Mukhang nagising ko ata ang tatay. Dis oras na rin kasi ng gabi. Humingi ako ng patawad sa pag-tawag ng gantong oras. “Ano ka ba, ayos lang. Nasisiyahan nga akong tumawag ka. Nabasa ko ang sulat na iniwan mo, masaya akong nakapagdesisyon ka anak.” Said tatay that instantly made me cry. “Pasensya na tay, pero may bumabagabag lang sa isipan ko. Ang lola mo ba tay... isa rin ba sya sa mga biktima ng hapon dati?” Tanong ko naghihinang boses. Katahimikan ang namayani sa kabilang
++Pagkatapos kong naayos mga gamit ko dumiretso na ako sa public cr. I have encountered a passionate individual kanina. Medyo marami na rin pero ang bali-balita kanina eh may inaasahan pa daw na dumating since ang simula talaga ng training ay hanggang weekend na lamang.I busied myself cleaning my body when a shriek of voice come after me.“JELLLLL IS THAT YOUUUUU?”I peeked on the curtain that only divides the whole shower area and there I saw peas peeking on me as well.We both laughed. Darn, I miss this lady.“Who knew that we could meet in a span of seven years here, naked.” I teased her and we both laughed heartily.“With all those years I’ve been missing you.” Peas as she closed the curtain and resumed cleaning her body. I did too as I enjoy hearing
++I can’t distinguish how am I feeling when I just see first-hand the person I’ve been avoiding from the past. I am grateful yet scared. Sir Asterio leaning on the wall of the guardhouse. I mean, if that’s what is called. He is wearing a tight green army shirt and fatigue on the lower. He has these scrutinizing eyes as ever.“...you smell beer… we don’t accept a person who drunk drive going in here,” he said as I now a law violator. Beats me, there are who’s worst than me yet still enjoying their freedom and sipping from the taxes of every Filipino.“yeah, and you smelled like a mint chocolate, mind your distance or I might puke,” I replied and walkway past him.“why? You don’t like how I smell?” He sneered and equalled my pace as I head towards the office.“As far as
A year of the pandemic, issues had risen and made all citizens feel rage, oppressed, fear, and all then injustices prevail. Politicians now moved their pawns on a chessboard. Ang daming nasasakripisyong buhay dahil sa mga abusadong nasa kapangyarihan.Kaliwa’t kanan ang pagkukundina at pagkritismo sa iba’t ibang social media platforms. Mga pulis na walang awang binaril sa ulo ang mag-ina. Mga kadeteng nag-aaral ng kriminolohiya nakapanig sa pagkitil ng mga pulis sa mga inosente dahil daw ginalit ito.Mga gago.Sa pagkalap ng maraming hate speech online, gumawa na naman ang hakbang ang mga nasa gobyerno. Nagpasa ng batas na patahimikin ang publiko.Youths who oppose the government red-tagged as terrorists. Many people are angered, likewise many turned to idolize the current administration.What the hell.++
Third person’s POVNapatunayan na naman ng isang tulad ko na malupit ang hagupit ng mga mababait. Loko-loko din to si Abe, ang bilis mainis sa mga tao na bumabangga pagdating sa half-sister nya. Oo half sister nya si Ciek. may isang what you see what you get samantalang yung isa ticking bomb yet living saintly. Pfft. Hypocrisy.Ano kayang gagawin nya don sa babae? Sayang fiesty pa naman, type ko sana pero mukhang may makaka-una na.Papalayo na ako ng HQ namamataan ko na ang bulto ni Asterio. Kupal naman Abe bat ngayon ka pa nagloko?Madadawit ako neto ng di oras eh. Oh I need to buy time, para di mahalata. Sumaludo ako kay Asterio, habang sya’y nakangise sa akin.“At ease.” he said with a hint of happiness. Siguro pasado to, effective ata mga pinagsh-share nitong chain memes sa fb.“Pre, may kukunin lang ako HQ andon pa ba si Abe?&
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Unless otherwise specified, all names, characters, businesses, locations, events, and incidents in this book are either fictitious or based on the author's imagination. This story has absolutely nothing to do with anyone who is alive or who has ever existed.+++Our instructor in ROTC announced that Mayor Abueva is requesting ROTC unit 2 to be part of the event the city is commencing. She informed us that the event will be held first on our campus and we will escort the mayor along with the places of the city the mayor appointed to show its presence, para sa fiesta.The instructor didn’t push everybody to attend but to those who just wanted to have extra points and to those who are not complete in the attendance every Sunday. Pambawi lang daw sa mga kulang namin.So did us three enlisted our names to attend. Wala kasi kami nung first meeting. Tsaka palang kami nun nagpalipat pagk
I have been living like this the whole time. Push and pull towards every potential people I have met, whether online or in real life. I had interest yet I don’t dare to involve myself in such great responsibilities and obligations.And looking back, I had missed opportunities to love and to be loved. I cannot just afford them to have access to me, without me knowing their real motives. To manipulate me or to love me genuinely.Since childhood, elementary days, I am picked out of five other grandchildren of our grandmother on my mother’s side to attend and be a companion, acting like a real daughter to my Lola. I received all the obligations. I am so focused on how hard obliga
I once had a companion, oh no, not that close but an online friend who told me to stop butting in my nose to someone else's life. To not cross the line. Unless you're ready to take responsibility. I never once assess things as it is and I never once weigh crossing the lines could be this heavy. And who would know, just a day right after the firing event, this dreaded assessment would happen? He's sick and he does not ping his family about it. He is keeping it to himself, alone, suffering. I know, I must respect where he is coming but I just had to act unless I want to repeat such a painful past. I looked up his family members on F******k and miraculously I found it. I found her older sister on F*. I immediately sent her a message regarding Awe's sickness. His sister immediately replied and assures me that they will give Awe with full care and assistance he needed. Hence, later at night, Awe told me he resents me fo
I was welcomed by an afternoon breeze. I got out from the school bus not minding how awful I look at the moment. The noon ambience of every province attacks with the feeling of familiarity. I closed my eyes as the wind blows on my face, the younger Angelie welcomed me, smiling proudly, wearing her signature intense look; teary yet can devour a whole dragon. It seemed like she’s rooting on me today; I guess I just have to give my all yeah?As I set forth onto the lands of Cavite. my eyes started to wander and immediately look for peas."Peas!" I uttered like a cry baby and eagerly grabs her hand to join the crowd heading towards the big shed.It has a wide and huge bench made out of cement accelerating upwards. Oh darn, I knew I'm bad at describing things but hence it was like a huge shed with rows of huge cement to be sit upon."San tayo jel pupwesto?" asked Peas as other cadets are also owning their respective seats."sa