'Anu ba yan. Badtrip naman oh' sa isip ko. Nalunod lang naman ako sa pag-iisip kaya I bumped into someone unexpectedly. Pinulot ko paisa-isa yung mga gamit kong nahulog. I didn't mind to look at the person I bumped into.
Then I said, "ba't ka ba kasi paharang-harang sa daan. Kita mo nang aisle to, ang lawak ng space, tapos ako pa napili mong bungguin. Wala ka bang mga mata? Kita mo nang may daraan, ba't di ka umiwas? tsk.. Sa susunod, tumingin ka sa dinaraanan mo, ok?" I was starting to get irritated kasi kung kelan ka nagmamadali, tsaka naman may nangyayaring iba..
I was planning to leave, but then he suddenly spoke,,"Eh ba't di mo sabihin sa sarili mo yan? Que aga-aga, magdaydream ba naman. tss. Badtrip."
I felt scared on how he said those words. It sent shivers to my body. It's as if, there was so much hatred in his voice. Kaya bigla-biglang gusto kong bawiin yung mga sinabi ko. Pero I tried hard not to let myself be affected with what he said. After all, i already stopped caring about how people thinks. After a minute of thinking, he spoke again, "Ano? Wala ka man lang balak mag-sorry?"
"Why would I say sorry? Would my sorry change everything that happened? Diba hindi? Tsaka parehas naman tayong may kasalanan, so were even. And don't even bother to say sorry, coz that freaking word is prohibited in my vocabulary. Lastly, piliin mo bubungguin mo, Got it?"
wala naman na kong pakialam kung ano pa man sasabihin niya, so I started walking papuntang room and palayo dun sa scene kasi we were starting to catch everyone's attention. "Shocks, I'm really late for my class. It's already past 30mins." but still, I decided to go to the room dahil wala naman akong paki if mapagalitan ako ng professor, the fact that I entered the room even though I'm late proves that I am interested to learn. I remembered a year ago, I was the perfect example of an ideal student, palaging present, never na-le-late, plus beauty and brains. But that was before, after bad things continously happened to me, i decided to change. And now this is me, the changed one, the rebel one and the cold one.
I hurriedly opened the room without saying excuse to the person who was talking in front and was obviously my professor. Dumiretso na ko ng upo sa desk ko and arranged my notes and books under the table. Lahat kasi ng Architectural students ay may tig-iisang table.
Sir Villacorta suddenly stopped his discusion, and then, " Why are you late Ms. Blancaflor?"
Tinignan ko si Sir with my blank expressionless face, "Obviously Sir..., I am late because I wasn't early."
"Quit the sarcasm miss. I know na matalino ka but where's your sense of respect? I am your professor?" (-Sir Villacorta-)
"It won't happen again, Sir." Pagkasabi ko nun, he continued discussing.
"Sorry for the short advertisement class, now let's proceed to our discussion." blah.blah.blah.
Dahil sa wala ako sa mood makinig, hindi ko namalayang tapos na pala 1st period ko. Ako na lang natira sa room. And since I have a 2hr break between my 1st and 2nd subject I went to the canteen, bought some food, and decided to go to the secret place I call, "DUG OUT".
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