Finally the week ends, albeit on a rather harrowing note.
Last weekend was one of my worst ever. I went home Saturday afternoon to check on Daddy. I was so worried that his abdominal pains would turn out to be cancer or something. As of last weekend, the doctors still hadn't quite figured out what was wrong, mainly because Daddy was not very helpful in describing what sort of pain it was and where it was radiating from exactly. All he knew was that it hurt in his general stomach area. Gawd. Ang kulit, I tell you! He was under medication then, and stubborn as he is (Yes, I think I got my hair and THAT trait from him!), he wouldn't take his medicine if we didn't bug him like hell to. We were pestering him to drink his water, and he kept on saying he'd already reached his quota for the day. Unforgettable line: "Bakit, dapat ba tuwing iinom ako ng tubig, ipapakita ko sa inyo?" Yep, that's Daddy for you. At that point, all the tests had come back negative for anything bad, but there were kidney and prostate tests results that were due Wednesday. I was just sick with worry the entire time I was up at 6am on Sunday. I went to mass with Marcus, Rex, and Dad then we all left for Alabang. I think they were going furniture shopping for the new house or something. I ended up taking a bus from Alabang to Philcoa then 2 jeepney rides to get to the condo. By the time I plopped down on my bed, I was tired as hell. I couldn't get myself to study for LocGov. I had a really bad headache. Psychosomatic. Later Sunday night, I met up with L.A. to have a beer to soothe my nerves.
Monday, I managed to go to all my classes.
Tuesday, Leonen gave us a free cut, but I was already in school in frumpiest outfit, no contacts and dripping hair. I decided to make the most out of my cab ride money and stay in the lib to study. I just hung out with Mitch and Rich at the Portia booth haggling people to guess how many jellies there were in the jar.
And then came Wednesday looming over my head. That was one of the few days I was actually ready to face Ma'am Beth and DanGat. I had marginal notes and all. Read everything twice over. Which is so not me. I had my digests photocopied and arranged already, ready to be distributed. And then I got a text that we weren't going to have PrIL. Ma'am Beth had pharingitis or something. I left the condo 1:45, which usually gives me 5 to 10 minutes leeway to chat. But no, on that particularly horrible day, there were ZERO available cabs along Katipunan. I finally got one around 2pm, and LocGov starts at 2!!! Traffic was horrendous, and I ended up getting to Malcolm at 2:30. Couldn't go to class THAT late, so I immediately proceeded to burn tobacco and inhale the smoke. Lucky for me I didn't get called. Oggs did though. For the cases I digested. We didn't talk for 2 days but I think we're friends now... At least I hope so...
Thursday, I was again prepared for our scheduled SpecPro quiz, but we never got around to it. Which is a good thing. I also found out Daddy had kidney stones. Or stone. I'm not very sure about the particulars. So now he's under medication. It's still never a good thing to have kidney stones, but given the fact that I was thinking CANCER, I guess that's fine.
Today, holy crap. I was again as ready as can be to go to class. But no, as my fate has it, even though I slept at 2 and set my alarm for 9am to go to PrIL at 11, I ended up waking up at 11. I somehow managed to cancel all my alarms in my sleep. I swear, it's a curse! So then I got out of bed a bit later so I could go to LocGov. I left the condo at 1:30. The past 3 or so years I've been in UP Law, it never took more than 30 minutes to get to school, and that already factors in rain, the time I spend waiting for a cab and walking to class. It was just drizzling, so I figured it wouldn't be too hard to get a cab. I was wrong. After 15 minutes of no available cab in sight, I decided to take the jeep. To cut the long story short, it took me an hour and a half to get to school, and by that time, LocGov was over. Again, I was lucky not to have gotten called. And then Danny Con gave us a free cut. So why am I still holed up in the fucking lib? I'm waiting for Chi and Rich to get out of CivPro with Avena. I hate this week, I swear! I don't know how these things happen, and why they seem to be happening to me a hell of a lot more than other people. It's Murphy's Law all over again. Damn damn damn.
I hope breakfast with Tito Iggy tomorrow morning will start a good pattern... Otherwise, I might as well shoot myself in the head and get it over and done with. But hey, with my luck, I'll probably just end up paralyzed for the rest of my life or get caught for possession of an unlicensed firearm.
Friday, December 09, 2005
Monday, December 05, 2005
Stupid questions
I just dug up this old email from college:
10 most stupid questions people usually ask in obvious situations and some equally stupid answers:(well,actually,they're more of "smart" comebacks...)
1. At the movies when you meet acquaintances/friends
Stupid Question: Hey, what are you doing here?
Answer: Well, it's so hot, there were no cool cabs so I thought I'd watch some advertisements in the cool comfort of the theatre.
2. In the bus: A fat girl wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet
Stupid Question: Sorry, did that hurt?
Answer: No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia...why don't you try again or should I try this time.
3. At a funeral: One of the teary-eyed people asks
Stupid Question: Why, Why, why him, of all the people.
Answer: Why? Would it rather have been you?
4. At a restaurant: When you ask the waiter
Stupid Question: Is the "blah blah blah" dish good
Answer: No, its teribble and made of adulterated cement.We occasionally also spit in it.
5. At a family get-together. When some distant aunt meets you after years
Stupid Question: Munna, Chickoo, you've become so big.
Answer:- Well you haven't particularly shrunk yourself.
6. When a friend announces her wedding, and you ask
Stupid Question: Is the guy you're marrying good?
Answer: No, he's a miserable wife-beating, insensitive lout...it's just the money.
7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call
Stupid Question: Sorry. were you sleeping?
Answer: No. I was playing cricket for India at Sharjah and just when you called Salim Malik was betting with me that Pakistan would win. What do you think?
8. When you see a friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair
Stupid Question: Hey have you had a haircut?
Answer: No, its Autumn, and I'm shedding......
9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in your mouth
Stupid Question: Tell me if it hurts?
Answer: And while I'm telling you, you tell me if I bite.
10. You are smoking a cigarette and a cute woman asks
Stupid Question: Oh, so you smoke
Answer: No, it's a miracle .... it was chalk and now it's in flames!!!
10 most stupid questions people usually ask in obvious situations and some equally stupid answers:(well,actually,they're more of "smart" comebacks...)
1. At the movies when you meet acquaintances/friends
Stupid Question: Hey, what are you doing here?
Answer: Well, it's so hot, there were no cool cabs so I thought I'd watch some advertisements in the cool comfort of the theatre.
2. In the bus: A fat girl wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet
Stupid Question: Sorry, did that hurt?
Answer: No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia...why don't you try again or should I try this time.
3. At a funeral: One of the teary-eyed people asks
Stupid Question: Why, Why, why him, of all the people.
Answer: Why? Would it rather have been you?
4. At a restaurant: When you ask the waiter
Stupid Question: Is the "blah blah blah" dish good
Answer: No, its teribble and made of adulterated cement.We occasionally also spit in it.
5. At a family get-together. When some distant aunt meets you after years
Stupid Question: Munna, Chickoo, you've become so big.
Answer:- Well you haven't particularly shrunk yourself.
6. When a friend announces her wedding, and you ask
Stupid Question: Is the guy you're marrying good?
Answer: No, he's a miserable wife-beating, insensitive lout...it's just the money.
7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call
Stupid Question: Sorry. were you sleeping?
Answer: No. I was playing cricket for India at Sharjah and just when you called Salim Malik was betting with me that Pakistan would win. What do you think?
8. When you see a friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair
Stupid Question: Hey have you had a haircut?
Answer: No, its Autumn, and I'm shedding......
9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in your mouth
Stupid Question: Tell me if it hurts?
Answer: And while I'm telling you, you tell me if I bite.
10. You are smoking a cigarette and a cute woman asks
Stupid Question: Oh, so you smoke
Answer: No, it's a miracle .... it was chalk and now it's in flames!!!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Restless weekend
I've recently been proven wrong about a lot of things.
(1) I still know how to commute around Lipa.
(2) My dad hasn't been issued a clean bill of health yet. We're still waiting for 2 test results to come out. Darn. I swear, I'm going to die of anxiety before those results are finally released.
(3) It's complicated.
Can't elaborate now, I just got back from Lipa, and I have to rush through my Leonen readings and paper, Loc Gov, Pril, Corpo, and 3 digests for Loc Gov. Phew. Kill me, kill me, kill me.
(1) I still know how to commute around Lipa.
(2) My dad hasn't been issued a clean bill of health yet. We're still waiting for 2 test results to come out. Darn. I swear, I'm going to die of anxiety before those results are finally released.
(3) It's complicated.
Can't elaborate now, I just got back from Lipa, and I have to rush through my Leonen readings and paper, Loc Gov, Pril, Corpo, and 3 digests for Loc Gov. Phew. Kill me, kill me, kill me.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
The best hug ever
I just got home from school about an hour and a half ago. I dropped by the condo for a few minutes to freshen up before I went over to McDonald's to have dinner with an old friend. I haven't seen him in quite a while. As with most of my friends, our schedules rarely allow for rendezvous-ing. Even today, we only had half an hour to catch up before he had to go to class and all. I'm really happy we met up though. The past few days have been really stressful, with my dad getting confined in the hospital and all, and I glad (what a word) to see him. We had dinner, or, well, I did. He just watched me eat. And then we talked for a few minutes. And then I got the best hug ever. =) Just when I needed it.
School has been a bit more hectic than usual, what with Ma'am Beth, Dan Gat and Danny Con Mondays and Wednesdays, one paper due every Monday, Leonen on Tuesdays, Spec Pro and Tax on Thursdays, Dan Gat on Fridays. I got called twice for Loc Gov for cases I didn't read. First time, I sort of got away with it. The second time, I overread for Pril (I read til Page 102 when the homework turned out to be til Page 59.) and ended up not being able to finish the assigned cases for Loc Gov. We all thought class was over, as it was 3:05 or 3:10 already, and class was supposed to end at 3. I had put my stuff away and all, and then I got called. Dan Gat had skipped a couple of cases, and there was one case left at the end, so I thought, yeah, I can do that. But no, he went back to two of the cases he skipped. Gawd, the horror! I so have to make up for that. And Esguerra held mini-orals earlier today. It was okay naman. But I still hate exams. I'm just happy I actually have weekends free now. Not that I get to go out a lot. I usually just spend the two days I have free lounging around watching good movies I've seen, or the ones I missed.
My dad got out of the hospital earlier today. Thank God. I couldn't study for the longest time out of sheer terror that he had cancer or something of the sort. One of my great-aunts has colon cancer. My dad says it's only a matter of time. Last I saw her, she looked like Death himself.
Among other things, I don't want to become an orphan, you know. My overactive imagination went wild. I couldn't stop thinking of all the worst-case scenarios. And then I cried like I haven't cried in a long time. What if this, what if that...? I'm so scared of losing people I love that I sometimes overreact when anybody in the family gets sick, as we're generally a pretty healthy lot. My generation, anyway. And my dad's 51. More than half a century. Age really does aggravate things. I panic when Mama (my maternal grandmother) gets a headache. As for Mama, my concern is justified. She still smokes, is prone to hypertension and heart attacks and all. And our family has a long history of all sorts of cancer, leukemia, heart ailments, hypertension and even diabetes. You name it, we've got it. I think it's the cigarettes. Even I have some sort of a heart problem. I mean that both literally and figuratively. =p I get your run of the mill chest pains every now and then. Worst ones were when I was in college. I just make all sorts of excuses when they want to take me to the hospital. And when they finally convince me to go, I make all sorts of excuses to NOT get the test results. What I don't know won't hurt me. Besides, it's probably just stress.
Anyway, what really aggravated the whole situation is that they don't tell me what's going on in full detail. It's like asking for the time and getting the answer, "Morning." Hello? Could you please be responsive to the question? I know it's because they don't want me to get worried, but ironically, what results is the exact opposite. I'm going home after Corpo tomorrow night to check on them. I want to see the test results for myself, just to make sure they're not hiding something from me.
On the brighter side, Tito Iggy sent me extra moolah for books. I guess it'll get credited to my account tomorrow. We're having breakfast one of these weekends. Yipeedooyay.
School has been a bit more hectic than usual, what with Ma'am Beth, Dan Gat and Danny Con Mondays and Wednesdays, one paper due every Monday, Leonen on Tuesdays, Spec Pro and Tax on Thursdays, Dan Gat on Fridays. I got called twice for Loc Gov for cases I didn't read. First time, I sort of got away with it. The second time, I overread for Pril (I read til Page 102 when the homework turned out to be til Page 59.) and ended up not being able to finish the assigned cases for Loc Gov. We all thought class was over, as it was 3:05 or 3:10 already, and class was supposed to end at 3. I had put my stuff away and all, and then I got called. Dan Gat had skipped a couple of cases, and there was one case left at the end, so I thought, yeah, I can do that. But no, he went back to two of the cases he skipped. Gawd, the horror! I so have to make up for that. And Esguerra held mini-orals earlier today. It was okay naman. But I still hate exams. I'm just happy I actually have weekends free now. Not that I get to go out a lot. I usually just spend the two days I have free lounging around watching good movies I've seen, or the ones I missed.
My dad got out of the hospital earlier today. Thank God. I couldn't study for the longest time out of sheer terror that he had cancer or something of the sort. One of my great-aunts has colon cancer. My dad says it's only a matter of time. Last I saw her, she looked like Death himself.
Among other things, I don't want to become an orphan, you know. My overactive imagination went wild. I couldn't stop thinking of all the worst-case scenarios. And then I cried like I haven't cried in a long time. What if this, what if that...? I'm so scared of losing people I love that I sometimes overreact when anybody in the family gets sick, as we're generally a pretty healthy lot. My generation, anyway. And my dad's 51. More than half a century. Age really does aggravate things. I panic when Mama (my maternal grandmother) gets a headache. As for Mama, my concern is justified. She still smokes, is prone to hypertension and heart attacks and all. And our family has a long history of all sorts of cancer, leukemia, heart ailments, hypertension and even diabetes. You name it, we've got it. I think it's the cigarettes. Even I have some sort of a heart problem. I mean that both literally and figuratively. =p I get your run of the mill chest pains every now and then. Worst ones were when I was in college. I just make all sorts of excuses when they want to take me to the hospital. And when they finally convince me to go, I make all sorts of excuses to NOT get the test results. What I don't know won't hurt me. Besides, it's probably just stress.
Anyway, what really aggravated the whole situation is that they don't tell me what's going on in full detail. It's like asking for the time and getting the answer, "Morning." Hello? Could you please be responsive to the question? I know it's because they don't want me to get worried, but ironically, what results is the exact opposite. I'm going home after Corpo tomorrow night to check on them. I want to see the test results for myself, just to make sure they're not hiding something from me.
On the brighter side, Tito Iggy sent me extra moolah for books. I guess it'll get credited to my account tomorrow. We're having breakfast one of these weekends. Yipeedooyay.
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