Sunday In Despair

Prologue

"Mitch! Saan lakad mo?" tanong ni Frances. Actually, gusto ko na agad umalis dito sa building namin dahil ayaw kong makita 'yong doctor na pinagalitan ako kahit hindi ko naman kasalanan. 

I am currently in my post-graduate internship and I'm tired as hell. Why did I choose this field anyway? I didn't even want this at the beginning I just found myself enrolling medicine way back three years ago and look I'm almost there, getting that licensed physician. 

"I'll look for another coffee shop. I got bored at the coffee bay." I replied. Wala na talaga akong energy para makig kwentuhan kase inubos kanina 'yong brain cells ko tapos mag duduty na naman ako bukas hanggang umaga. 

"Aral na naman? Tara, tago muna tayo!" aya niya. Pagod na nga ako kanina tapos aayayain pa nila akong mag bar?

Umiling ako. "Sa susunod na lang, thank you. Alis na ako" paalam ko at umalis agad para hindi niya ako pilitin pa. 

"Dad," sabi ko ng makita si Daddy sa hallway. Didn't I mention that he's the reason why I took up medicine? He wants me to follow in his steps because as an only daughter, I have nothing to against. My mother left us when I was just three years old so my father has been my mother figure also so why would I go against him? 

"Are you done with your midterms? Did you take your lunch?" he asked. 

"Yes, earlier and I haven't eaten my lunch pa. Have you?" I asked him. He shook his head. 

"Was about to call you to go have lunch with me. Where do you want to eat?" sabay na kaming naglakad papunta sa parking lot. Actually, our building is just located here in the hospital kaya magkikita talaga kami ni Daddy. 

"Ikaw po ang bahala, basta gusto ko ng kumain." sabi ko nalang. Tumango siya saka pinaandar ang sasakyan. Huminto lang kami sa isang Italian restaurant. Hindi naman masyadong matao kaya madali lang kami nakahanap ng upuan. Pag-upo namin ay pinuntahan agad kami ng waiter para kunin 'yong order namin. 

"I'll have this Braciole, please. What yours?" Dad asked me.

"Can I have bolognese meat sauce and a large Spanish latte. Thank you." I said as I gave the waiter the menu. 

"Have you gotten the documents required for your licensure examination?" Dad asked, I crossed my arms. 

"Yes, already got the date," I replied. 

He nodded. "Good. Are you ready?" he asked. I glared at him and he just shrugged his shoulder. 

Great. I feel the pressure now. I wasn't feeling pressured during my review but when he asks me, now I'm freaking nervous. Maybe because I know that everyone knows that my Dad was the top 1 in the physician licensure examination and I know for a fact that people will gossip and will make an issue about me. Like, "Is she the one who failed the ple while his Dad was the top 1?" shit like that, and I don't wanna hear it.

"I am confident not until you ask me," I said, in an annoying tone. He laughed.