#UM22
Days, weeks and months had passed by... I couldn't say that it ran out good around me because there were many times I felt bad, disappointed and sad but it's part of the life, anyway. I am getting used to it while living. I'm not a perfect person and I know that I disappointed a lot of people from the past months, too.
Sa ilang buwan ay marami na ang mga nangyari at parati pa rin akong naninibago dahil walang permanente sa bawat hampas ng mga araw at buwan na tila lahat ay hindi dapat kasanayan dahil gaya ng araw, lumulubog at naglalaho kalaunan.
But luckily, I passed my second year; sweating and barely breathing. School is expensive, Mommy was always reminding me that even when she could build a school. She just doesn't want me to expect that she'd spend money when I fail. Although, Papa's providing my tuition but still not okay to fail, kasi kapag may nagpapaaral ay naiisip na ayos lang bumagsak at mayaman naman kami.
Hindi ako pinalaking ganoon bilang anak na estudyante, my tuition was limited and balanced every year that got me feeling the pressure every exam days and moving up. Means, I shouldn't fail a year because I'd be the one in charge for the next year. Usapan na iyon ng mga magulang ko. Mas ayos pa kay Mommy na ubusin ko ang allowance sa luho kaysa ang magkaroon ng bagsak. I don't know, I can't understand-they want every Miramontes to soar high with good grades without a failure in school.
Soaring high isn't easy... well, as for me that wasn't born with intelligence.
I looked at Chancent who was busy talking to his Mommy on the cell phone; his head was on my lap, we were at his condo's balcony-our favorite spot every past afternoon to spend and wait for the sunset.
"What? I just went back to check the reports, Mama."
Marahan kong hinaplos ang kunot sa noo niya, he looked a bit annoyed now. He inhaled and looked up at my face, bahagyang kumalma ang mga lukot sa noo.
"Please, give me this week. I'll go back again and work."
Chance sighed heavily, he sat up and just settled beside me. Minsan kapag magkausap sila ay naf-frustrate ako, hindi ko kasi naririnig pero wala naman akong karapatan manghimasok sa usapan ng anak at magulang.
I've been just so curious because his parents were calling him every week recently and after the call, he was leaving Davao for Manila. He said, it's all about work. Pero ang alam ko, hindi sanay ang Mama niya na wala siya sa lugar at parati iyong inaatake ng depression.
"I have a girlfriend here, Ma-" napabuntong-hininga siya at hindi natuloy ang sinasabi, mukhang binabaan siya ng tawag.
Huminga ako ng malalim at hinaplos siya sa batok para pakalmahin, he looked stressed while dialing again but the line was already off.
"Umuwi ka na lang ulit, mukhang ang tagal ka nang pinagbibigyan ng parents mong magstay dito."
Totoo naman, napansin ko rin iyon kahit noong una pa lang na parang required siyang bumalik ng Manila kada buwan. Ginagawa naman niya iyon pero nagtatagal lang ng ilang araw at bumabalik ulit. He's a businessman, anyway. Most of them are usually out of the country or something. Hindi ko nga alam kung kumusta ang trabaho niya, e. Para kasing nakatengga siya sa Davao kahit may nag-aasikaso talaga sa construction site.
"I'm already twenty four," he stated irritably.
I inhaled and nodded.
"Namimiss ka lang siguro ng Mama mo."
He rolled his eyes tiredly, still problematic.
I know that his Mom has mental illness. It was already treated but when her children turned legal and free from them, she got anxious and usually stressed. Narinig ko lang iyon sa kuwento ni Chance, kaya pala madalas iyong tumatawag sa kanya para mangumusta o 'di kaya'y pauwiin siya. Naiintindihan ko naman iyon, doon naman talaga si Chance sa Manila at narito lang dahil sa project na ako pala ang dahilan.
