Where's my Order?

Chapter 1

The world is pretty simple.

You dream. You work for it. And you reach it.

 Simple logic lang naman ang mabuhay sa Earth eh. You just have to know that and live with that motto and everything will fall into in to their most beautiful places. You will have a happy prosperous life and live a life worth living.

That’s why I so despise people who are poor and their petty excuses in being so. So nakakainis! Infuriating!  They don’t get that simple logic. Parang ang bobo nila. Baka gusto ng translation? Pagbigyan.

Panaginipan mo…

Wait. Parang mali.

Eto nalang.

Pangarapin mo. Gawin mo. Makakamtan mo.

Ihalo mo pa ang law of attraction. What you think and what you believe, the universe will provide. Maybe not immediate but it will happen. Given time and never losing faith, the time will just come.

The question ngayon ay “BAKIT MARAMI PARING MAHIRAP?”.

It only equates that many people are too dumb to know how to be rich. KABOBOHAN Overload. Ughhh!

I should really stop thinking of them. They just cause wrinkles on my flawless skin 100% coated with skin moisturizer. Di ko sila kaya! Better get ready for school or else I’ll be late. A truly intelligible person follows the order of time and flows along with it. That is what I call smart thinking.

So I reached for my well folded towel in my neat white cabinet for towels.  I took a white towel made of pure silk. It was really smooth to avoid scratching any part of my sensitive soft skin. The towel has  my pretty name embroidered to it. “Selece”.

The oh so famous Selece Zulueta.

Today is our first day in school. I’m already a sophomore in college so I already know the procedures. Well, even without the experience, I would most likely be knowledgeable with that.

I go to the only international school in the Philippines that’s on par with Cambridge University, Harvard University, and Oxford University. This is actually a joint project by those three big institutions in education. They envision having the base for the most sophisticated school with the students whose brains are Excellent and above in Intelligence Quotient and Emotional Quotient. In other words, students in my school are highly intellectual. They exceed expectations.

Of course being a student has its own benefit. We are hired in highly paid jobs before we can even fit a toga/educational cloak. We are simply in demand.

“Greetings Selece.”

“Salutations to you Madrigal.” I greet back.

“Good morning.”

“Hi.”

People in my school are also trained to have the decency of professionalism and the proper conduct so unruly students are rare to find. I so love this school. Paradise for knowledge seekers such as myself.

Before I forgot, I’m almost late. And I believe that a truly intelligible person follows s the order of time and…

*BOOGSH*

My head hurts. Ouch.

I was contemplating on the tragic scenario I indulged myself into until I heard another voice seemingly feeling what I feel.

“Arayyy. Ansakit nun ah.”

Through my procedural skill to rearrange possible theories of the recent incident where I am upsettingly a victim, somebody must have been too energetic in a negative way that IT must have bumped into me.. And according to my voice analyzing ability, that voice must corresponds to a DNA with __ chromosomes.

Oh well, THAT HURTS LIKE HELL!

Composure Selece. Composure. You are no harpy with animal instincts. You are an excellent human with EQ above excellent.

“Naku mali-late na ako! Waaaah! Di to pwede. Dapat magmadali.”

As I am trying to stand and regain my ground, it happens. IT bumped me once again! UGH! And like a replay, I once again, was thrown to the ground.

TOO MUCH!

It is time for him have a share of my wrath. Experience a typhoon in a Wind level never known to humans!

“Hey you creature! How…”

I was cut short when I heard a slapping sound. Funny.I feel my cheek hurting at the same time. And here goes another slapping sound.

“How dare you get in my way you mongrel. Get lost and jump and die. Please.”

WHAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!?!?!?!?

He slapped me! A guy slapped me! Take note.  A GUY!

A guy slapped me not just once BUT TWICE! TWICE!