VIEWPOINT

Chapter Eleven

     There is no suspicious movement in De La Salle University. Maybe Max and the others are just playing with me, about telling me that there are high level threats in De La Salle University, elite members of the LPM that are threats to Ms. Sena’s life. 2 weeks have already passed, it is November 22 now, and couple of days to pass and it is December. There is nothing, days are seems alike, my schedule is just repeating endlessly, it is boring.

     I don’t even have time for myself; there is no need to be friendly, now I think I learn that there are no other students here who knows me other than Ria. I think it is impossible to have not encountered an acquaintance since this is a large university but only shares similar entrances, or maybe those of my acquaintances study in other buildings which prevents us from meeting. I keep myself reserved for someone to come, I wait but they didn’t come.

     I always see myself as a lonely person in this university, the only person who comes to me or meets with me is Ria. There are times when she is with her friends, then she decides to part with her friends just to see me. She is so friendly to me, she even offers me books to read but I always decline.

     There are many spots to stay in this university. This place is like nature. There is nothing I can say about it other than it seems so leafy. If I compare this place into our place in Calamba, I could say that this extends as much as 145% than in the area around the mansion. As I wide area, there are many places to stay, and I pick somewhere where I can be alone and accessible for immediate response when something happens.

    I like this tree, one of the largest trees in this place. It has many roots and branches though I don’t even know this kind of tree or what it is called. What something important is that it will provide me enough shade against sunlight and an ideal view of the East Campus.

     Looking at this vast nature reminds of the natural way of life. About god making this life and the way he plans the flow or cycle of it. I don’t usually refer to god, I don’t pray and I’m not a faithful person. Even the PSS restricted us from relying on God’s sovereignty of our life. The PSS doesn’t believe, or to be precise, the prior batches do not believe on the power of god, though not all have this way of thinking but I think majority. However, this university also teaches about faith, about god. There is nothing wrong in believing so I think I’ll just go on with this university’s way. Since then, I became aware of all the deeds I am doing.

     A wave of pigeon passes into the tree line. I look at them; they are flying freely, without any obstruction or cage to contain them. I wonder if my life before all of this is something like that, free to go around, without the danger and pain, living a life of an ordinary person.

     Very unlikely by this time for Sena to go out of their room, something must have happen. Their professor must be not around by this time. I never encountered something like that, from the first week; there has never been a free time for me from the tardiness of the professor. All of my professors are very diligent to attend classes and teach, they even come to class on time.

    I pass through her without any communication and I check their room. I was right, there is no professor around. Some of her classmates are still in the room chatting with each other. Some are playing gadgets with each other, and some are doing make-up with each other, which makes their faces even uglier as they put on heavy powders and eyeliners.

    I leave the room, and I notice that I lost Ms. Sena. From my stays by the entrance last semester, there is no reason to be worried as all days are nothing like ordinary. Shall I go wander around alone again? I think I will do that.

     There are still many people walking in blocks. The higher batches said that these students who walk by blocks are freshmen. They move in a very large numbers, they even block some paths just by waiting one of their friends upon tying his shoes. As for me, I am a freshmen but I would not like to be with a large group such as this. I prefer to be alone, I repeat.