Semua Bab A Rhapsody for the Playboy: Bab 11 - Bab 20

JaylerI stared blankly at the vintage looking crucifix hanging idly at the door of Sister Salvador’s office. The crucifix appeared as if it’s been hanging there for over a century or even more than that. It’s definitely looking not that dusty, perhaps it’s been receiving far better care than most of the other crucifix hanging at every classroom.I wondered how many head nuns have been here before the time of Sister Salvador.Was she the first and only cold-hearted nun to ever become the head of this Catholic school?My heart began to race the moment I raised my hand to knock on the door. It became apparent to me that I’m not ready to face this moment quite yet. Still, I don’t have any other choice but to face this rather than delay it.I paused for a moment and closed my eyes. I tried to search for a bit of courage and I may have found an iota of it. For once, I was hoping that the head of this school will cut me some slack and hopefully doesn’t end up pushing the expulsion. I took a

LanceI went home last night feeling a bit relieved about this lingering thought and feeling that somehow something heavy has been lifted from my heart. I may have shed some tears, I don’t quite recall what happened but the bottom line of things was I felt a rush of relief. I know it’s just a temporary thing but I wouldn’t be that one greedy person to ask for more. Having that conversation with Daniel was just the break and kind of a pep talk that I needed just to get through this week.I was highly expecting to have a really horrible hangover after having a blast with my friends and I was exactly right. I woke up on the left side of the bed, almost at the very edge and on the verge of falling over. My head was banging and the dehydration was unbearable that I had to crawl my way to the kitchen to get something to drink.By the time I got to the fridge, I grabbed the whole pitcher of ice cold water that I just stored when I got home drunk. I was really wasted but I still thought of pu

LanceCoffee shops are one of the best places to hang out and have a good conversation with someone but if there's one thing that I hated about coffee shops, that is it's where all of the long and poisonous tentacles of several networking companies thrive. It's where they spread their self-structured pathological lies in order to convince their victim into joining their company. A total scam. It became clear to me that I wasn’t set up for a blind date but I was set up for this bullshit of a scam.Networking companies are not bad totally and that’s only if you're at the upper line of the pyramid but if you're one down under, most likely the bottom of it, there's nothing bad like the spawning discrepancies and failures and lies at that. People are just investing their money for little to nothing in return.This was aggravating to me. Hitting the streets, my feet walked faster and faster asthough I was a galloping horse in a horse-racing. I didn’t want to look back even though I know th

Jayler I stared at the address that Kenneth just sent me and it’s like they’re moving and glowing and just trying to lure me into going out. It’s still quite early and my dad’s not home tonight so it’s going to be a piece of cake to sneak out tonight. However, I’m still skeptical about this whole thing. I’m pretty much well aware that I have everything to lose here and this might just be the last resort that I have to do in order to not lose everything. I don’t want my parents to get horribly pissed at me. That’s for sure. I don’t really want my mom to be greatly disappointed in me. She’s been so strictly supportive for me and my older sister and although it’s getting annoying at times, it’s still worthy to note that she’s been doing her job as a mother almost like she’s born to do it. I don’t want anything that my dad would do to me and when I say anything I meant everything. My dad has some anger management issues and he’s just this dominant man that doesn’t want someone overpoweri

Chapter 18 – Lance The world of being in a small band has been a dream of mine ever since I was in high school. And being the vocalist of August Thunder was by far the best thing that has ever happened to me. I say it’s the best thing that has ever happened because quite frankly, I’ve reached nothing more than that. Years have gone and passed and I’m still stuck here in this place where I was thrown into after what happened a few years prior. I really thought dropping out in college would make me a star and become this successful singer but apparently, I was just a naïve college guy back then. In spite of being in a small band like August Thunder, I felt like I’ve achieved my dream. However, I don’t necessarily feel like I’ve reached the success that I was envisioning several years ago, and even right now, I don’t see anything beyond this point. Yes, I’ve managed to reach my dream and that’s already a great feat in itself but that’s just one of the many dreams that I’ve dreamt of. I