Sky dropped me off in front of our house yesterday. Hindi na kami nag-usap pa sa kotse dahil nakatulog ako sa pagod. Nagising na lang ako nang nasa bahay na pala kami.
According to him, we'll meet up at the school's gate after classes. Medyo mahuhuli nga lang siya dahil mas maaga ang dismissal ng jhs kesa sa shs. Today was the only day that the whole band can rest from their practice. Bukas na kasi ang MusikaLaban kaya pinagpahinga muna sila ni Reece para naman mailabas na nila ang lahat para bukas.
"Mr. Coles, pwede na po bang gawin ang Chapter 2?" One of my classmates raised their hand as Mr. Coles called him.
Philosophy was our last subject for the day and we were currently doing our thesis. Buti na lang ay medyo madadalian kami sa thesis namin since Philo lang ang subject na kailangan naming gawan.
"If possible, much better if you do it in advance." He answered.
I turned to face my groupmates as I heard Rae call my name to get my attention. "Alyssa na-type mo ba 'yung sinabi namin?" She asked me as she raised her brows.
I nodded. "Oo, What does it feel like to lose a loved one?" I asked just to double-check, to which they both nodded their heads as the answer. As much as I'm uncomfortable about our topic, kailangan ko pa rin itong gawin dahil dito nakasalalay kung maga-graduate ba ako ng high school o hindi.
Panay ang pagtanong nilang dalawa sa akin kung okay lang ba ako dahil kada type ko ng mga sinasabi nila ay parang tinutusok nila ang buong pagkatao ko. Stuff like this is one of the things I always avoid, I'm not there yet. Hindi pa ako handa.
Mr. Coles let us do whatever we want for our thesis; we can either conduct interviews or surveys. Napagdesisyunan naming mag-interview na lang dahil mas comfortable kaming tatlo na makipagusap sa iba kesa sa magpapasagot ka ng survey at tatayo ka lang habang naghihintay na tapusin nila ang pagsasagot.
"Si Kashka na lang ang mag-iinterview and I'll just prepare the questions." Rae said, writing notes on her notepad. "And Alyssa, you just type-"
"Type lang ba ako lagi?" I cut her off. "I can do the interviews."
Tinitigan niya lang ako ng matagal bago siya magbuntong-hininga. I also heard Kashka sigh so I looked at her, giving her a confused look. She seemed to take the hint that I was confused at why they were sighing so she leaned closer, still holding a pen. "Dahil mag-iinterview tayo, kailangan natin kausapin talaga ang mga students na nakaranas ng...ayon." She shrugged her shoulders. "Kaya mo bang kausapin ang mga students na iyon?"
"Kakayanin." I smiled because even I don't know if I can. But I must do it dahil kung hindi, baka mababa pa ang makuha kong grade.
Ilang minuto ko pa silang kinumbinsi at sa wakas ay pumayag na rin sila. Basta raw ay kailangan ay kasama rin sila sa pag-iinterview. I don't even know if that will be considered interview kung may audience. Baka mahiya pa 'yung tatanungan namin at hindi pa kami makakuha ng data.
"Kashka, 'di ako sasabay sa'yo pag-uwi. I'm going somewhere."
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