Hindi ako huge fan ng Valentine's Day.
Hindi naman ako bitter or man hater. Naniniwala pa rin ako sa walang hanggan at walang mapagsisidlang pag-ibig, I simply think all the Valentine's Day pakulo is just a bit unnecessary. People spend so much time and so much effort for a single day, when in fact, love can always be orchestrated on normal days through the littlest things.
Honestly, I think Valentine's Day is merely a celebration the capitalists made up to take advantage of the sweet, romantic air to lure people to buying flowers, chocolates and gifts para sa mga taong mahal nila. A day where people in love are licensed to spend all their money on [useless] things just to prove the sincerity of their feelings. I get it that it is a celebration of love pero these days kasi, people make it seem like only a grand gesture could carry the weight of someone's feelings.
Nineteen na ako this year, and I have never been into a Valentine's date or any date before na hindi ako third wheel. Yup, naging habit ko na ata ang pag-third wheel sa lahat ng gala slash dates ng high school friends kong sina Alex and Marcus. Okay naman kasi laging may libreng pagkain, at libreng sakay kasi rich kid si Marcus eh, naka-auto. They have been together since high school, and since high school na rin akong sabit sakanila. Nakakatakot nga lang tuwing bigla nalang silang mag-aaway sa lounge ng McDonald's kasi laging itinatabi ni Alex yung gulay sa Big Mac niya. According to Marcus, bukod sa sayang yung pagkain, pwede namang regular na burger nalang ang i-order kung yung patty lang naman ang gusto. But their love is bigger than their petty fights, okay na sila after a while.
11:56 A.M.
Four minutes nalang bago matapos ang Speech class namin. Gusto ko na munang umuwi at mag-nap bago ako pumasok sa trabaho ko sa Study Hub na malapit lang sa university. Usually, 2:00-7:00 P.M. pa ang shift ko, pero nagdecide si Sir Kyle today na magsara na kami ng 4 P.M. para makipagdate rin daw kami ni Annie, yung part-time worker rin dun.
As if. For sure, aware lang si Sir Kyle na puro mga single na may kailangang ihabol na requirements lang ang laman ng hub mamaya kaya sayang lang ang operating hours.
"Bring a mirror next meeting for our little exercise. We will determine the place and manner of articulation of the different consonant sounds of the English language," sabi ni Mr. Formoso while he gestured on his watch na time na.
Hindi ko masiyadong nasundan yung instructions niya kasi biglang may naghiyawan sa hallway. I don't like the feeling of this. I rolled my eyes and thought, sinong "masuwerteng" babae na naman ba ang haharanahin? Pang-apat na yan na mawiwitness ko ngayon, and it's just 12 P.M., ha. Hassle.
Mr. Formoso checked what the noise was all about. When he returned, he had a bunch of guys tailing him. Apparently, classmate pala namin ang haharanahin. I wonder who could it be. I barely know my classmates, pero baka si Joanne, yung pamangkin ng President ng University na laging muse ng College of Nursing kapag Sports Week. Maganda siya, and very stern. Her aura suggests na alam niya kung ano ang gusto niyang gawin sa buhay.
Sa may pintuan, there stood five guys with Mr. Formoso. Hindi ko makita dito sa upuan ko kung sinu-sino sila. Nagpapaalam yata sila kay Sir sa kung anong gagawin. I don't know what's taking them so long pero I am starting to grow annoyed.
"Kaya ba today? Lord, why do I have to be caught in a cheesy V-Day shit? Hindi pa ba sapat lahat ng malalaking paper hearts na nagkalat sa school to torment me?" I softly mumbled on my seat.
I heard Andrea stifle a little laugh. Classmate ko siya sa dalawang general elective ko this sem, and we never really talked. Tahimik lang talaga siya sa klase, at magsasalita lang kapag tinawag ng prof for attendance. But I wish she would speak more kasi ang ganda talaga ng boses niya? Sobrang linaw niya magsalita at ang swift ng paglabas ng sounds ng bawat letra sa bibig niya. Parang ipinanganak siya para palitan yung boses sa MTRCB.
