Tired.Earlier this afternoon, I thought
it would be the end of my PR career. The reason: my not-oh-so-usual tardiness.
The class was supposed to start
at exactly 1:00 PM…
- At 12:40 PM, the bus where I
rode crossed the borderline of
and Manila…
- At 12:45 PM, the traffic wasn’t
that bad so the bus was already journeying
- At 12:50 PM, we were already at
Remedios, Taft and my heartbeat drives me mad…
- At 12:55 PM, the
ever-so-traffic Kalaw, Taft, cold sweat and heartbeat pounding insanely was the
scenario…
- At 1:00 PM, the bus pulls over
Hall
- At 1:02 PM, I jumped off the
bus – devastated. Thinking it was the end of the world.
I ran, ran, ran, and ran… from
the Underpass, to Round Table, to PLM gate, and all the way up to Gusaling
Katipunan Room 202…
I was ready to hear from my
professor the infamous lines: “Varian Mazo, you are the last student to arrive.
I’m sorry, this is an elimination leg and you are eliminated from the race…”
[masamang mangarap? Lol]
The oh-so-lucky-me made it again
before the class started (Hallelujah! Hallelujah!). And the oh-so-lucky-me
received a high mark for my reaction paper in Johnson and Johnson: Tylenol and
Exxon Valdez – I got a grade of 6.9 out of 7! Now I’m relieved…
Relieved.
The hitch that has been troubling
my mind recently has ended this afternoon. My worry-free nights are now
beginning to shine through the dark, night clouds. Hawak-kamay…
Hawak-kamay.
THE old SIStem is TRying OUr
nerves and BLocks Energy with NOthing but MOckery and REtaliation on it! Let us
rejoice!
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