Have you ever encountered someone you never thought you would fall for? Falling slowly then helplessly for that one person even if you never really liked him and his ways from day 1?
Sheez, how my dad could annoy me at times, really. Rushing to get my school clothes on, irritated for sure because my dad wouldn't just chill. But I was definitely excited. Excited for today is the day that I get to go on my first official school paper activity outside of the campus—'KA-TALK!'
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It's been such a dream of mine to actually practice my writing skills and I can't believe I've been given the chance now, even if my course is so unrelated to journalism.
BS Accountancy... as in bullshit accountancy!
It's what my dad chose for me to take on my freshman year just because he saw I had a high mark in Math come high school graduation. He overlooked the fact that I was writing a lot of articles and participating in hosting gigs at my high school campus.
Oh what hell! I kept telling myself every time I would get to my college bldg during this first month of freshman year.
But then hell became somewhat bearable when I found out that our campus had a school paper. Oh thank goodness! Something to look forward to!
Sure, I was afraid to ask my dad for permission at first. He was always against me writing, for some unknown reason. Still, I kept my ground. I bugged him every day for him to say yes until it reached the point of "irritating-daughter" mode. And yes, my sweeties, he finally said YES!
So here I am... getting ready for a big day at campus. The editorial team was invited to attend a youth seminar with some inspiring speakers.
"Hay naku! Ikaw may gusto nito, ambagal mo nman kumilos!" Dad screamed his head off at the bottom of the stairs.
"Sorry, sorry, eto napo talaga!" I swiped on my favourite burgundy lipstick, took one last look at my pixie haircut and ran so fast down the stairs I thought I was going to fall and crack my skull open. Oh what a horrible sight that would've been! And my pathetic tombstone would read "Here lies atachiba". Ang sagwa diba?
Back to reality.
OMG, OMG, here I go! I kept thinking to myself in the car. The 20 minute drive to school felt like forever!
Can we get there already?! My brain ran in circles as every second went by.
I can still recall how I passed the exams to be a writer in this prestigious group of nerds --- the opinionated, we-want-our-voice-to-be-heard, eager-beaver crowd. I can't believe I'm IN!
One part of the process of being accepted was the dreaded interview. I was told I would be interviewed by the News Editor but he wasn't around at the time. So the almighty second-in-command Associate Editor sat with me and asked why I would want to waste my time researching, writing and entertaining readers through my words—all while studying such a hard course.
