(Wayo)It is on a very few occasion that school breaks in the country fall at the beginning of cool seasons. As the academic curriculum is extended for almost a month, classes are not expected to resume until after three more weeks unlike the previous years. I am not familiar with the scheme of school calendar and its effect to the student populace but I heard universities are tying-up with private institutions to pressure the national government to improve the quality of educational system. The inconsistencies of length of school days are the evidence of continuous failure of the incumbent administration in ushering development.
On a lighter note, this is also going to be the moment I will finally enroll in a regular class after sometime of learning through myself in the front of a computer screen. My home education was not the typical type where a personal teacher is hired to tutor me. I learned through modules and virtual instructions from a European tutor I faced on webcams very seldom. The doctors approved and recommended my demand in enrolling to a bigger community afterwards where I can exercise my fight against social anxiety.
The people around my circle know that I signed up for music department. Although career development is pretty tough with respect to the field I have chosen, people are much concerned in ways I can channel my self-development. My doctors were even amazed that I never lost my interest in playing the violin. Usually, depression causes the person to lose interests on his habits. However, no one knows how my system came up in using that only hobby as a self-treatment mechanism to cope my psychological illness.
By the way, I am holding the confirmation letter from the university that I just received from the mail today. We need it for our appointment tomorrow so Ming scolded me a bit for bringing it all the way here. Isn’t it obvious I could not contain my excitement?
The letter enunciates the faculty room assignment and professors I have to see tomorrow for slot reservation. Our university has a pretty strict enrollment procedure that qualifying for entrance exams does not guarantee official inclusion to their students’ list. You need to fight for your position in the stiff acceptance process. Pretty high standard but with the reputation they have had for several years, they have the right to select deserving students.
While I am staring at the letter for quite some time, rereading the instructions over and over again, Ming has been occasionally chatting to some girls seated beside us in the counter in the bar. This is just the typical Ai’Ming we all knew but if Kit will find this out, he’ll be having some blue balls for sure.
He shared every details of the story on how he ended up liking a boy to me last week, just after we left the beach house. Kit does not want them to be labeled as ‘officially in a relationship’ sort of thing that’s why they are staying in lowkey. And by that, it means having sex twice a week. Not that it concerns me though because I know both of them are sexually active but I’m just having issues with emotional attachment the two are being engaged to. I just don’t want them getting hurt someday if things become a little bit complicated on their set-up.
Ming is confused, he told me, with regard his sexuality but Kit is openly gay as he said. It is really a good thing he didn’t pursue P’Fon otherwise, my sister will get hurt. Like the well-known unsolicited ‘bro code’, bros before hoes, was the argument I had inculcated to his thick skull.
“Ai’Yo, why not try drinking?” said my friend who’s seated beside me, sipping the bottle of tequila he ordered. “You keep staring at that letter. Chill a’right? You’ve memorized every corners of it!”
I elbowed him after chuckling to his own joke.
“You cannot blame me. I told you not to tag me along…here.”
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HEALING (bxb)
FanficWayo, as an ordinary person, faces trauma and depression from the hands of the person whom he looked up to since he grew up. Having hopeless to the shots of realities happening to his life, an unbelievable person helped him overcome the fear that is...