Summation 2007

Picture this: your professor made a deal that if you all scored well on the pre-final exam there would be no more final exam, the results of the pre-final exams were being announced by the class president, no low-score was heard yet, no professor in sight, everyone was cheering and we were all rejoicing. The last name ever to be announced was mine: “Garcia, 98 (percent)”.
Jokingly, Pau joined the hullabaloo as she stood up and cried unto me, “No way!!!”
Out of gladness, pride and joy, I also stood up and joined her clamor.
Then, came a loud shout, “WHAT ON EARTH--------?!!!” It was actually our professor, his arms akimbo and his face red with anger, standing at the door. That was actually his second shout; his first shout had been drowned by our cheers.
We all sat down feeling embarrassed, astonished, startled, stunned, shocked, taken aback, and nervous. We spent the next hour receiving his spits of disgust, the next days reviewing the whole book, the next meeting waiting for the final exam which failed to come with him, and the next week trying hard to apologize. Well, all I enjoyed in his subject was our trip in Laguna.
My 2007 started with a lot of hang outs with the Glamsterz (my peers) including the Pyro-Olympics at the Mall of Asia and our outing in Sea Breeze Resort. This proved that after all these years, our group stayed intact and solid (with exemption to one member---no big deal, my dear readers. Believe me). On the night (or the early morning) of the celebration of Aaron’s birthday, Mitch and I were strolling around the village drowned with our hopes and dreams (senti mode?!). We knew we still had a long way to go. SO we all cherished every moment together and looked forward for a better future.
On summer vacation, I applied for a job in One Global Contact Center, got the job, and rejected the schedule. I spent the next two months just taking care of my cell phone. But in the middle of the vacation, it stopped working while I was up to something (my secret for the time being---hahahaha).
So half of the year I spent with all the English Department could offer: requirements, home works, readings, exams, and did I mention requirements? I found at least some spare time to have ‘fun’ by joining the Korean English Proficiency Program. But having a very tough professor, whom I dubbed as Prof M, my life was kept from anything else but studying. We even had that “Holy Week” (September 2-8) when we had some sort of problem between her and the class.
As a treat for ourselves after the tiresome semester, we went to Star City to amuse ourselves and cry out all our worries as the rides swung us left to right, back and forth, and up and down.
Anne and I were forced to join Mr. and Ms. English 2007 during the English Week the next semester. We did not take it seriously so out of all the contestants, we were the most frivolous.
Here are just some more of what happened this year:
· A thief broke into our house (again)
· Cocktail Party in Philippine Women’s University (March 6)
· Accidentally entering the Ladies room (let’s pretend this is an important event this year—hehehe)
· Devirgnized…. I mean, my lungs got devirginized…
· Earthquake during class
· Overnights at Oso’s
· Compendium (one word explains it all, right classmates?)
I can’t list all of the events this year---just the major ones. So if I’m in the mood, I’d explain some of those mentioned above in my coming posts (pa-bitin effect??!)


It pisses me off when I’m already done with my evening shower then I would be asked to go out of the house to do something. It was one night when, after taking my sacred evening bath, I was asked to buy something in the store. I reluctantly obeyed—my mouth overflowing with evil mutters. I got dressed and walked in the streets with an evil look. I did not care how I looked like and what people would think of me because whenever I’m in a bad mood, I care less of how I look like or what I do. So the people I met in the streets kept on looking at me.
I gave no damn about them.
I was on my way back home and still saw more people looking at me. My hands reached down for my pocket to keep the coins I had in my hands into it when I discovered that I had no pocket behind my shorts.
My eyes looked down. Yes, I still had my shorts on. But I was too mad to care of how I have put it on. Lots of people have seen it before I did.
I was wearing my shorts facing backwards.
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Sayonara, 2007!!!