The CW’s 90210

Rating: ★★★★
Category: Other

I remember the first series, Beverly Hills 90210, when I was around 4-5 years old. Too young yes but I remembered it was initially aired in ABS-CBN. The same goes to the more mature and obviously not age-appropriate 2nd series, Melrose Place. I don’t even know why I even watched the two but the good thing is that I remembered their theme songs (which I have now).

The new 90210 is the fourth series of the franchise (the third would be the short-lived Models Inc.) and unlike the first three, it is now being aired on relatively new network, The CW (after the production company, Spelling Productions, was acquired by CBS/Paramount which controls 50% of the CW) instead of original network Fox.

The show is about the Wilson Family, who moved from Kansas to Beverly Hills, CA because, patriarch Harry Wilson (Rob Estes of ‘Melrose Place’) because he accepted job offer to become West Beverly High School’s principal plus he had to take care of his ailing alcoholic mother, Tabitha (Jessica Walter of Arrested Development) who’s a former 70’s Hollywood actress. Coming with him is ever-reliable photographer-wife Debbie (Lori Wilson) and their two kids, Annie (Shenae Grimes of Degrassi: The New Generation) and adopted brother Dixon (Tristan Wilds).

Completing the ensembles is the popular high school girl Naomi (Annalyn DiCord), lacrosse jock Ethan (Dustin Milligan), high school teacher Ryan (Ryan Eggold) and reliable pal Navid (Michael Steger).

With new characters comes returning characters from the first series, guidance councilor Kelly Taylor (Jennie Garth of ‘What I Like About You’), theater actress Brenda Walsh (Shannen Doherty of ‘Charmed’), Peach Pit owner Nat (Joe E. Tata), and Kelly’s alcoholic mother Jackie Taylor (Ann Gillepsie).

The show’s connection to the old 90210 is the character played by Jessica Stroup, Erin “Silver” Silver. She is Kelly Taylor’s half-sister and a ‘Gossip Girl”-type blogger who is beset with problems from home.
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Review Proper:

Judging from the first 5 episodes that i watched online, I’d say that the new 90210 is very consistent on keeping itself a separate story but at the same time trying to let old viewers of the first series to know what happened between the 8-year gap since BH90210 ended.

However, there’s the tendency for the show to focus too much on the old characters’ continuing storyline (Brenda and Kelly rekindling their friendship, and Kelly having to raise her son alone without his father, Dylan [from the first series]). Hopefully that storyline would be given a proper conclusion as the series progresses in the coming years.

Focusing now on the series’ main plot, it is highly obvious that the new series is repeating past BH90210 events in the form of adoptive siblings Annie and Dixon (the so-called “New Brenda and Brandon”). Annie is an aspiring actress who tried her luck at the school’s upcoming musical while goody-good boy Dixon is simpleton who is just as naive as his sister. He was hired as a waiter of the Peach Pit whose owner, Nat, remarked that he reminds him of a certain “Brandon”.

My only complaint to this show as well as other US youth dramas in general is its use of non-age approproate actors who usually are way too old to portray characters in their teens. One such is the character Naomi who is portrayed by a 20-year old actress. In the pilot, Naomi was initially 15 years old who’s about to turn 16 and my first impression of her was “She’s so effin’ old to be freaking 16!!”.

As to how the show was described, it is indeed more sexy and provocative (in short ‘GGish’ but a bit more OCish to some), a complete contrast to the initially innocent theme of the old 90210. However, despite these factors, the show maintains its being a family drama (because of the presence of parents Harry and Debbie Wilson) and teen-issue-oriented series. I’m hoping that this tandem of such would continue well (depending on its performance in the ratings should the CW renew it long enough for the show to fully develop) as well as not being too cliched like past shows.

I sure hope that the new 90210 would eventually become one of the best classic teen shows that are able to define a generation, just as how the old 90210 did as well as shows like Dawson’s Creek and One Tree Hill (which has yet to end as of now).

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The CSB Experience 2: It’s Been A Year…

Hay, mag-iisang taon na noong nangyari ang dapat mangyari. Ewan ko ba kung bakit kailangan ko pang maalala iyon kahit nais ko naman talaga na kalimutan ko ang mga naging karanasan ko nung nandun pa ako sa bakod nila. Kung sabagay, hindi naman ako ang unang gumawa ng unang hakbang kahit intensyon kong gawin iyon, sila pa ang unang kumilos bago ko man lang iyon gawin. Oh ‘di ba, kakaiba?
Yup, naalala ko pa rin isang taon na ang nakakaraan…
StAR Week nung time na iyon at nag-iisip pa ako ng org na puwede kong salihan. Siyempre ang una talaga na sinalihan ko ay ang Mediamax kung saan miyembro pa rin hanggang ngayon. Since hindi naman bawal na hindi sumali nang isa pang org, inisip ko na ring sumali sa iba pa na nasa lugar. Una kong nadatnan ang booth ng CSB Debsoc (Debate Society). Medyo curious ako sa totoo lang. Ewan ko ba kung ano ang pumasok sa isip ko at inisip ko pang magsign up doon. Sa sobrang curiousity ko talagang lumapit ako sa booth nila.
Isa sa mga una kong nakausap na miyembro ay ang presidente nila na si Philip. CDA student ata siya sa pagkakaalala ko, mukhang nakakatakot at matalino, lalo pa’t mukhang authoirty figure siya. Siyempre nag-inquire ako kung ano ang meron sa Debsoc: training, perks, at iba pa. Kumbinsido naman ako kahit kung medyo nano-nosebleed ako sa kanyang pang-iingles. Sinabi niya magkakaroon ng isang general assembly nang mga nagsign up at iyon ang point kung saan puwede kong saan puwede ko pa rin pagdesisyunan kung gusto kong maging miyembro ng organisasyon nila o hindi, may panahon pa.
Marahil, dahil bagong salta ako mula Hilaga (Basta taga-North, Sweet lover!) at walang kaalam-alam sa laro ng buha’t sunud-sunuran, pakiramdam ko na kailangan kong pumunta doon. Binigyang dahilan ko sa sarili ko na makabubuti ito sa akin at siguradong hindi ko ito pagsisisihan. Kaya hayun nga, tumuloy ako sa GenAss nila at naging miyembro ng org nila.
Dami naman akong nakilala na mga bagong kaibigan doon, mapa-beterano man sila o baguhan. Sina Wilson, Nat, Che, Philip, Chicco, Maiko, Maika, Cala, Neri, etc. Sa mga beterano, ang pinaka-naging kaibigan ko ay si (Kuya) Nat [Sorry, tinuturing ko siya kasi talaga na nakakatandang kapatid kaya mataas ang respeto ko sa kanya].
Noong una, medyo nadadalian naman ako kahit papano nakukuha ko ang mga basics nang pagdedeba-te. Pero iyun nga lang, kailangang masanay kami sa maraming bagay. Halimbawa: Dapat, Ingles lang ang gagamitin naming wika sa tuwing nagdedebate kami/nagsasalita kahit hindi nagdedebate, maruno kang maging angas, dapat maalam ka sa mga nangyayari sa loob at labas ng bansa, marunong magtaray, ang pumunta sa bahay ng isa sa mga members-vets para lang magsanay maski gaano mang kalayo iyon at ang pinaka-ayoko sa lahat: ang mabulol.
Habang tumatagal, mas lalo nagiging madugo ang pagsasanay sa’min, ako naman medyo nakaka-develop na ako ng paghihina dala na sa dere-deretsong training, dagdag pa ang iba kong committments tulad ng pag-aaral at pagba-violin.
Nagkakaroon na rin ng conflict of schedule ang pagkakaroon ko ng violin lesson at ng traiing ko tuwing sumasapit ang Sabado. 
Sa sobrang pagbibigat ng mga kinakarga ko, napaisip-isip ko ang naging desisyon ko noon, tinanong ko ang sarili ko kung tama pa ba na ipagpatuloy ko pa ba ito. Hindi ko na kaya ang mga hinihingi nila, lalo pa na nalaman kong may limitasyon ako sa pananalita (pagbubulol/pagsastutter).
Breaking point ko na marahil ay ang nangyari isang fateful na Sabado. May crosstraining ang Debsoc sa debate org ng DLSU-M. Dami kong palpak sa pagdedebate, nakatanggap pa ako ng negatibong remarks mula sa isang beterano galing La Salle.
Doon ko na napagdesisyunan na aalis na ako.
Inilihim ko muna ang nais kong lisanin ang org at ang nakakaalam lang nito ay ang ilan kong malalapit na kaibigan sa org na baguhan. Nahihiya kasi ako kaagad na sabihin.
Iyun nga, dumating na ang time na kailangan sabihin ko na ang dapat kong sabihin. Kaya nung Saturday training day, pumasok ako ng school higit sa 1 oras nang late (galing ako kasi sa violin lesson ko sa Malabon). 
Pumunta muna ako sa Debsoc cube ng Student Involvement Unit para malaman ko kung saang room sila. Nandoon ang isa sa mga vets, iyung naka-salamin. Pumunta na ako sa isa sa mga classrooms sa 4th floor Mutien Marie Hall. Sa loob ng kuwarto may ilang members ng debsoc ng La Salle Greenhills (?) na nagko-cross train sa Debsoc.
Pagkapasok, malaking gulat ko na ang moderator ng Debsoc, si (Kuya) Jay [Huwag ko daw siyang i-“kuya” kasi nakakatanda daw sa pakiramdam ang pagtawag ko doon sa kanya, hihihi!] at si Phil nagtataka’t tinanong ako na “Oh James! I thought you were quitting?]. Ganoon din si Che. Siguro ganoon ang tingin nila kasi hindi ako pumasok nung ilang training sessions dala ng paghahanda ko para sa ilang mga quizzes.
Sa tanong nila, medyo na-insulto ako konti kasi ilang araw lang naman ako hindi umattend ng training at iniisip nila na nilisan ko na ang org!  Hala, hindi naman ata puwede yan. Sinabi ko na lang sa kanila na hindi ako puwede umalis hangga’t hindi ako mamaalam sa kanila ng maayos para kahit papano may pormalidad at direkta mula sa’kin ang nais kong pag-alis. Hindi alam nina Nat na umalis na ako kasi nasa kabilang kuwarto sila. Iniisip ko din na malaking gulat na rin sa kanya ang naging desisyon ko.
Hindi ko naman pinagsisihan ang pagtitiwalag ko sa org pero hindi ko rin naman pinagsisihan na sumali pa ako doon kasi kahit papaano naranasan ko rin naman ang pagiging debater-in-training kahit ilang saglit ibigan lang.
Lumuwag ang libreng oras ko at naging malaya na sa mga bagay na gusto kong gawin. Naayos ko na rin kahit papaano ang naging malabong relasyon ko samg blockmates ko dala sa mga oras na hindi ko sila nakilala nang mabuti (Pagkatapos nang nilisan ko ang Debsoc, doon ko lang nalaman na naging sila na pala nina Issi’t Marlon).
 May magandang bagay din ang naidulot sa pagiging miymebro ko doon kasi nagkaroon pa ako ng mga kaibigan na nakikita ko pa rin naman mapa-hanggang ngayon.
Sa kasamaang palad, medyo nahihiya na rin ako sa mga beterano kasi bukod sa nirerespeto ko sila, alam ko na masama ang loob nila sa akin (kahit hindi halata sa mga mukha nila). Natatakot akong kumaway sa kanila tuwing nagkukrus ang mga landas namin.
Pero masaya ako na napanatili pa rin namin ni Nat ang pagkakaibigan namin.
Huling balita ko sa org ngayon, medyo nagkaroon ng konting hindi pagkakaunawaan sa ilang miyembro at karamihan na rin sa mga kasamahan ko ang umalis na rin sa doon.
Kahit ganoon ang naging kinalabasan ng aking pagiging miyembro ng org, hindi ko ito pinagsisihan. Sana lumago sila’t maging matagumpay sa kanilangmga  mithiin!
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Morning Glory

1. Gumising ako

2. Sinara ko gate ng bahay nung nilabas ni Papa ang sasakyan mula sa garahe.
3. Pinatay ko iang mga ilaw sa unang palapag.
4. Isinara ko ang pintong panloob ng bahay.
5. NagPC muna ako
6. Nanood ng TV hanggang nag-Robin Hood sa ABS-CBN.
7. Kinuha ko tuwalya ko
8. Bumaba ako ng hagdan
9. Pumasok ng banyo at naligo
10. Nagbihis
11. Nag-ayos
12. Kumuha ng medyas
13. Bumaba ako ng hagdan
14. Binuksan ko ang pinto ng bahay
15. Unang bumati sa’kin ang isang mabahong nilalang na nakadapa lang sa may sementadong sahig.
16. Sumigaw ako ng “TAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGH!”
17. Tae ng aso ng kapitnahay….Lintek!
18. Nakatsinelas, binuksan ko ang hose
19. Binuhusan ko palabas ang tae’t nilinis ang sahig
20. Nagpasalamat at di tinaihan ang sapatos ko at ang payong ko.
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The CSB Experience 2: Me Mac Store Pala Kami!

Compliments from Gilbert: “Nag-iimprove na blog mo ah…”

It’s like as if every day, there’s always a story for me to tell and share.
It’s been 2 months, and now I finally have the money to buy my own pair of earphones for my I-pod. I sold my Graphika Manila ticket to someone for Php1,500.00.
I was planning on going to the Mac Store in Robinson’s Place-Ermita on one of my off-days during the week, either Wednesday or Thursday. However, some thing came up and I was able to buy one anyway just an hour ago.
Yesterday, Partdes was long over and I was at that time brainstorming two new blog entries that ended up posted on Multiply later that night. I chanced upon one of my classmates in Partdes at the elevator. 
She was wearing headphones attached to her I-Pod. I was fascinated with it and said “Nice headphones…”. She thanked me for the compliment, I then asked where she bought those headphones.
She said it was from “downstairs”. “Downstairs” meaning the ground floor of SDA I mistakenly mistook from what she’s trying to imply. When the elevator stopped and opened at the 11th floor, she pointed her finger to a room fronting us.
“There’s where I bought it…”
And I was like “What? We have a Mac Store here?!”
“Yeah…”
“All this time, I’ve always thought it was sort of a…”
“Showroom?”
“Yup, that’s the one…Hahaha!”
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Fastforward to today, class for Comgrap ended a few minutes ago. I put my things in a secluded place somewhere in SDA Caf. Went downstairs at the 11th floor and entered the Mac Store there (known as “switch@csb”).
I saw this pretty-looking earphones so I asked the sales guy how much it costed.
“One-Five”
Great! I just had the money to buy those precious babies!
And now I’m wearing them!
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The CSB Experience 2: Na-USTe Ako sa CSB!

Partdes, Rm. A1205, 3:30 pm-I was late obviously. Class had already started by 2:45 yet I wasn’t there. Why? Egh…I was at the 11th floor inside on of the comlabs. I was doing something for tomorrow’s Comgrap, using Photoshop CS and CS3. Glad I finished even though the final output was a bit synced—not
Anyway, I got into class. Sir was in the middle of a discussion and people are taking down notes. I sat in front, took my notebook and hurriedly copied what was written on the board, the topic was “The Language of Art”.
I see that Patricia and M.A. are present, so was her friend, a very opinionated AB-FDM (Fashion Design and Merchandise) guy. He’s quite the recitalist really, by that time I already have a gut feeling that I might get to know him better sooner or later.
It was sooner than I thought.
SDA Caf, 4:10 pm-I bought Cheese Curls, first time to eat one of these in months, went back inside A1205, went out again, and got back to the Caf. I saw Pat, her FDM friend and another friend from MMA.
We talked and talked, and something fruitful came out from that conversation. So the MMA guy is actually a transferee from DLSU and…
“You know, there’s quite a lot of transferees here coming from UST…”
“Yeah, including me!”
“Whoah”
“Oh, yeah I forgot James. Let me introduced you to Will. Will, this is James….”
(We shaked hands)
“So what’s your course back in USTe?”
“Arki (Architecture)…CFAD”
(Looking at the MMA guy) “What’s your ID no. back in La Salle?”
“Make a guess of my age…”
“Uhm…21?”
“Gosh, you’re right!”
Then….
“Why did you transferred from UST?”
“I found out I’m not good on designing house models….Batch 2007”
“Uhm…wait…2007? Then that means….Do you know…ah….Dianne…”
“…Naval? Yeah of course! How’d you know? She’s my classmate…”
“Batchmate…”
“Small world” (Ako to)
“It’s a world of laughter, a world of tears, it’s a world of hope and a world of fears…”
“Hehehehe”
“If you knew her, then you must have known Nikko delos Santos”
“Wow! Yes!”
“Weird!”
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More or less that was our conversation
And indeed weird!
As if I had enough of UST that morning, I was wrong! LOLz! :hahaha:
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Na-USTe Ako!: Ang Panalangin sa Calle Padre Noval


Umihi ka na ba?
Thanks to Dianne, I was able to get directions on where I could buy relatively cheap art supplies along Espan(y)a Boulevard. Hehehe, funny story really.
Call me lucky, despite the presence of cumulo-nimbus clouds, it didn’t rain. While fixing myself after taking a bath, I saw a stored value LRT ticket from nowhere! And I got myself inside the LRT the moment I arrived in Monumento Terminal. And rush hour was yet to commence.
Going down the stairs in Tayuman, I crossed Avenida Rizal and walk til the very tip of Tayuman Street, near SM SanLo. Rode a jeep which brought us to Dapitan-Arsenio Lacson. I walked  along Arsenio (named after the legendary mayor of Manila), and crossed Espana. From there, I walked yet again til I saw that Metrobank Dianne was talking about. Eventually, I arrived at Padre Noval Street. Turning a left turn, I asked some people on where I could find Joli’s, a popular art supplies store among USTe people taking up CFAD courses. 

To make things short, I was able to see the string of art supplies stores sprouted just beside the Beato Angelico Building.

I bought what I was looking for at Lexan’s and went on my way back to Tayuman. There seemed to be some commotion on the UST open fields. Quite a lot of people gathering there, especially UST’s varsity teams practicing various sports like baseball, volleyball, and another one I couldn’t recall for the time being.
This is probably my fourth time in UST, or at least area situated around it. Glad I got the opportunity to explore more of Manila, especially the northern tip of the University Belt (U-Belt), which stretched as far north as Espana passing by Mendiola down towards Taft (Bet you didn’t know that!).
USTE LO MEJOR!
VIVA SANTO TOMAS!

“OUST GLORIA”

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The CSB Experience 2: I Went There Her Way (a.k.a. Three National Bookstores in a Day!)



I don’t know what’s wrong with me today but lately, I’ve been blogging and blogsurfing this past weekend. Maybe because there’s a lot stuff about life for me to tell and that my constant need to write it down is preventing me from ever keeping my mind off these things (Mind=Pre-production).
Hehehe! Well anyway, I just cannot believe for myself that I went to 3 different National Bookstore branches found each in three cities in the Metro, all in one day! Whoah, I’m utterly surprised with what I just did myself!
The reason is that I have to buy things for my Colrend: various nylon brushes, a set of 12 poster color bottles, and that ever “playing-hard-to-get” watercolor sketchpad.
Early during the day (Saturday the 20th), I had a freecut class so I took the time going to National Bookstore Taft Avenue to buy those stuff. I first started with the watercolor sketchpad, and i couldn’t find one except for these loads of “acryllic colour” ones which pretty much includes “watercolor” in its resume. But given that I can’t risk wasting money on buying something that I might regret doing so, I went on searching for those poster paint bottles, preferably the Sakura branded ones. I did some but unfortunately, they’re all scattered so I can’t find all the colors I was looking for. What I did bought were a number of paintbrushes, those I didn’t include when I first bought a tip brush and a flat brush while I was on National-SM North EDSA.
That afternoon, I went home, but along the way I made a quick visit to National Bookstore-Ever Gotesco Grand Central in Monumento. I was able to find 11 of 12 Sakura-branded poster paint bottles, still no watercolor sketchpad found.
So I did the unthinkable: I decided to visit National Bookstore-Trinoma! So I took a 12-peso bus ride going from Monumento until dropping me off in a terminal in North Avenue. I went to Trinoma and got in.
I bumped into a very familiar face from school. She’s the smaller version of Rini (hehehe kidding), an officer in MMx (I can’t recall the name, dang!). Both of us got surprised and she was like “Don’t tell me you live here in Quezon City?”, and I answered “Ah no…I’m actually here to visit National..” She gave me some directions and I went off thanking her for the directions she gave.
But it was a Saturday, gimmick day for many barkadas. And that day was no exception.
Trinoma’s jam packed full of people, especially at the middle of the mall wherein there’s some sort of an event happening (sponsored by Pampers and hosted by one of my fave Philippine Star writers, Mr. RJ Ledesma).
I got lost because of the swarms of people getting on my way. Eventually I got through and go for gold to National. Unfortunately, the people there don’t have the sketchpad I was looking for as well.
With nothing else to do, I decided to go home, but not without a short merienda at Jollibee! LOLz!
Thanks to Dianne, I was able to know where I could buy that sketchpad along UST. And thanks to Jomar for telling that watercolor sketchpads are being bought there in the first place!
*I took a mobile pic of the ongoing construction/renovation of SM City North EDSA, and all I can say is that it’s progressing for the better. I can fully see what they were aiming at.
**RJ Ledesma is at the center sitting down, wearing glass, wearing a black sweater?.
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The CSB Experience 2: Frehand, Colrend, Comgrap and Desprin

Ah, the reality of life indeed. 


So I guess it’s high time for me to get my game on practicing sketching and photoshopping. Even it means having to learn all the basics from Grade 1 and above. Well, what can I do? I chose to do these things so I have to live with what I said.

I’m taking four design foundation subjects which all require me to possess certain skills, things to use, and a familiarity to specific mediums. Desprin (Principles of Design), Colrend (Color Rendering), Comgrap (Computer Graphics), and Frehand.

I. Desprin

First class for the week is Desprin. I have a very nice prof, a Fine Arts graduate of UP and runs her own company which are into producing events. 

The first thing she taught to us is scale drawing. Basic right? She showed us on how we could do it by first having to draw lines on a xeroxed picture of a jeepney. That’s to help us draw the picture in detail. No need though of putting all the details but what matters is that we get the jeep right.

We have to use a 12 by 18 sketchpad for this plus a “looong” ruler, and of course, an HB pencil. For over 3 hours, all the students in class were quietly doing their own thing, including me. I was a bit impatient since I wanna have this done before the end of the class. 

Eventually, I finally got the jeep right and despite a little not exact to the original, it was perfect! I couldn’t say anything less!

II. Colrend

After a few shuffles, we finally got ourselves a permanent professor for Colrend in the form of Sir Ulysses. All i could say is that, he’s very “mayabang”. He showed to us last time his resume as well as his vast portfolio of works ranging from sculpturing (he has a fascination with eggs, a major subject for his sculptures), painting, to any art medium thought possible.

He already have a perfectly planned syllabus on what shall do for the next remaining 12 weeks of the term. A lesson of the day followed by doing plates. He had us required to buy nylon brushes, a watercolor sketchpad (which I’m yet to buy), and a set of 12 poster colors (preferably Sakura). But the list of things to buy goes on and on for this guy.

III. Comgrap

My prof here is an MMA graduate, has his own advertising company, and looked way too young for his age (He’s 25). He frequently uses this to his advantage, fooling unknowing victims about his youth. LOLz.

The only that he needs from us is that we must be familiar with Adobe Photoshop, prefereably version CS-CS3 (no need for technical advice please! :D). First to do was doing masks, although as how Jeco puts it, mine was “paint-ish”. Right…

IV. Frehand

No need to explain about this. All I could say is that I sucked at friggin’ Frehand! I suck at drawing effin’ straight lines, circles, and even “rectangular-shaped” 3D squares! Hahahah!

It all means it’s high time for me to start practicing what I ought practicing, ‘no? 🙂
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The CSB Experience 2: Freecut Sabado and a Wanted Silver Lining

Dapat sa mga oras na ito ay may class pa ako sa 7th floor ng SDA, Hartds2. Iyun nga lang hindi sumulpot prof namin, ikalawang pagkakataon na nangyari uli yon, ang una noong unang araw ng Partdes ko naman, isang linggo ang nakakaraan. 

So habang ala-una pa ng hapon ang sususnod kong klase, tambay muna ako dito sa SDA Caf sa 12th floor at mag blog muli.

Maaga ago gumising, mga 5:15 n.u. eh gising na ako kaso nakaset pa sa 5:30 ang alarm ko sa bumawi pa muna ng tulog. Kasi, kaninang alas dose y medya ng madaling araw na ako natulog dala sa pakikinig ko sa radyo at sa aking pagbabasa ng biography book tungkol kina Victoria Beckham at ang asawa niyang si David.
Paggising ko kanina, deretso kinuha ko na tulwaya ko, naligo sa banyo sa loob ng kinse minutos at bihisado na ng bandang alas sais.
Umalis na din ako para pumasok at 7:30 ay nasa school na rin. Deretso ako pumunta sa accounting office para mabayaran ko na iyung recollection fee para sa darating na recollection ko sa Huwebes.
Fast-forwarding, eh di iyon. Nasa classroom na ako, nandoon na rin ang mga kamag-aral ko. Lagpas alas nuwebe ang simula ng class pero hindi dumating si Prof. Pumasok na din doon ang mga wala noon nung unang araw ng Partdes. May isa na napagkamalan kong kaibigan ko sa States, si Anisah. Iyun pala, Pilipina rin rin siya pero nakabelo rin. Magkamukha talaga sila. 😛
May isa pa na mukhaaang pamilyar sa’kin ang itsura. Medyo matangkad, maputi at makapal ang labi. May parang black-eye siya sa dalawang mata niya at mukhang tisoy. PInagmasdan ko muli mabuti at tama nga ang hinala ko.
Siya pala iyung dati kong ka-batchmate noong grade six. Matagal na rin sa school pero lumipat na rin ng eskwelahan nung high school. Nakikita ko siya madalas noon sa school kasama iyung mmga magkakabarkada, iyung mga tipong bullies pero hindi (may mga bullies sa school namin na nagsasakristan tuwing misa madalas).
Natural, mahihiya akong lumapit sa kanya at sabihin na “Excuse me, di ba pangalan mo si…Ka-batch ata kita sa SJA iyun nga lang grade six nung pumasok ako kaya di mo ako maalala…”. So inisip ko na huwag na lang kasi hindi ko naman puwede ipagpilit sa tao na maalala man lang na magkaeskuwela kami noon.
Pero, kung sabagay naman, bukod pa sa magkaeskuwela kami ngayon sa CSB’t magka-kurso, magkaklase pa kami sa isang section! Eh di ayos rin!
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