Different Circumstances

I look at my room...

And I panicked at the time on my clock. It read nearly 6am. I'm supposed to be walking for school and am supposed to have already bought my lunch for my fieldtrip. So I gathered all my things in a hurry and went to set out for a journey. It's Saturday, and it's the 14th of February. Though it is still the wee hours of the morning, people are starting to emerge from the streets of Dangwa, carrying flowers. I was on high spirits since you don't always get to have a field trip when you are in RS. It is a trip towards a day of meditation and reflection with God, towards Monasterio de Tarlac, for our Theology subject organized by Ma'am Q. I went straight to the meeting place without stopping to buy my lunch since I was scared that I might be left behind by the bus. As I arrived, there was only a handful of my classmates on board the bus. I was actually disappointed because I didn't get to buy my lunch just to hurry to the meeting place. So I decided to go buy lunch. However, Ma'am Q already arrived so I can no longer go because she's already instructing us to board the bus. So I've no choice but to board and find a nice place to sit with my friends. The day went on, we arrived there at around lunch time. Good thing my friends packed up enough lunch for us to share. We had our liturgy, a time for medication, and picture taking. Then we went to our classmate's home in Tarlac, where we had some snacks. We then headed back towards UST and arrived there at around 9pm, I think. When I got home, I made myself smile so that I'll show my date that I'm not too tired to go out on a dinner date... with her. I opened our room, and my sister was singing and listening to her cellphone's radio.

I said, "Let's go eat dinner."

We went out to McDonald's Lacson. And as a gift for my sister, I paid the bill. We took out and decided to eat our simple Valentine's dinner at home.

(BSFAM photo (with me at the middle) taken at Monasterio de Tarlac) 

I look at my room...

And I see my stuff scattered in my sister's bed. My cellphone rang, it is 2 in the morning. My sister just sent me a text message.

"Where are you? Aren't you going to fetch me?"

I keyed in a short response, "On my way."

This has been me and my ate's situation ever since last year. I sort of wanted to fetch her from work every time her shift ends, either very late in the evening or very early in the morning. I went out of my room and told our land lady that I'll be going out to fetch my sister (even though we aren't allowed to go out during late hours). Upon hearing that I'm going out, my dorm-mates decided to come with me, because an opportunity to go out at the wee hours of the morning is once in a bluemoon, and besides, it is the morning of the V Day. Dangwa, where the gate where I'll fetch my sister, will be flooded with people who would want to buy flowers earlier and not get the hassle to buy it later during the day. It would be a sight to see; all the flowers and their fragrances, and the faces of the people who would want to buy them for their beloved: a sight that is once in a bluemoon indeed... So we all went out, regardless of the reaction of our land lady. And what we saw was just like what we imagined. The energy was too much that even though you're not one of those persons who'll look forward to this day, you'll get your spirits high up. And feel something good inside yourself... Then we fetched my sister, and after taking a short look around, we went home...

I look at my room...

And I look at my cellphone's clock. It reads 6am. I forced myself to get out of bed and get ready for school. Somehow, I feel down in the dumps just thinking of what's in store for me today; I've got two 7am quizzes in Occupational Therapy 3, two paperworks, and one powerpoint presentation due today. It pains me to go to school and go through this day, to think that today's the 14th of February. Ugh. How I dread this day.  My sister's abroad and unlike the other two F-14ths that I've had for the last two years, this year, I ain't in a high spirit. It's like energy's been drained from me. Two years ago, it wasn't like this. But times have changed, time continues to change everything, and the circumstances are different. And what you'll learn is that life goes on, and it isn't going to stop for anybody; that everyday,

it's funny that nothing changes, but when we look back, everything has... 

And we can only hope that they do for the better. I guess what's new with me this time of the year is that I have learned to trust, hope, and believe that everything happens in accordance with His plans.

I look at my room... sigh, and get back to work.

- LMG

I wrote this last V-day 2011 to honor time and the change that accompanies it.