Crush me, back

Chapter Twenty-five

Chapter Twenty-five

Months of college is full of adjustments. Hindi talaga pwede 'yung mga dati naming ginagawa sa senior high. You should always be one step ahead.

Hindi na pwede cramming at procrastination dahil walang mangyayari, iiyak ka lang dahil masesermunan ka ng proof mo.

"How's school Samantha?" Mom asked.

After the months of the whole family being busy, ngayon nalang ulit kami nagkaroon ng matinong dinner na walang biglang tatawag habang kumakain kami.

"It's fine ma. Nahihirapan lang mag-adjust pero kinakaya naman." I sipped on my water.

"Your subjects? Medyo mahirap ang subjects sa first year." Political science din ang kinuha ni mommy para sa pre-law course niya dati, kaya alam kong alam niya din ang mga pinagdadaanan ko.

"Mahirap, to say the least. The lessons are all  mystery to me, ang hirap po intindihin." I blurted out.

Mom just laugh at my rants. "Ganon talaga iha. I can tutor you kapag nahihirapan kana talaga, but you should learn by yourself parin," she paused,

"What about org groups? May sinalihan ka ba?" Mom, trying to open a new topic.

Pareho kaming napatingin ni mommy kay daddy when he let out a rebuke scowl. Tumawa kami ni mommy. He's just being bitter dahil polsci ang kurso ko. He wants  me to take medicine like him, but I don't have a heart to. I don't see myself memorizing the anatomy; I picture myself elaborating laws on a corporate attire.

"Are we seriously talking about it right now?" Mom and I are trying to suppress our laughs.

"Honey don't be bitter. Samantha choose her course herself." Mom tried to explain.

Dad rolled his eyes. "Kung nahihirapan ka sa kurso mo ngayon, pwede ka naman mag-shift next sem."

I put the last piece of meat inside my mouth. "I'm fine with my course right now dad." he grunted.

"Seriously iha, you're welcome in medicine field..." ginamit niya pa ang kamay niya at inumuwestra sa ere para makagawa ng rainbow.

"Cardiology ba o neurology? Ano ba gusto mo?" He said once again not giving up.

Tumawa lang kami ni mommy. We finished our dinner like that. Hindi nagpa-awat si daddy sa pagkumbinsi sakin na mag-iba ako ng kurso. Pero maintindihan naman niya sa law talaga ang gusto ko.

The next day is a normal school day. Dior drop me off to school at agad din siyang umalis dahil my presentation pa siya. Busy siya sa school lately, madami silang plates na ginagawa at madami ding presentation kaya minsan lang kami magkita. Madalas kapag hinahatid o sinusundo niya lang ako.

Sinalubong ako ni Ava sa gate with her high pitched voice. "Sam! Hindi ka late ngayon ah." Tukso niya.

"I'm trying to change my body clock." we went to our room and had a discussion.

Our day went on like that. Discussion and a couple of quizes. Pero ang huling subject namin ay pinag-grupo kami para gumawa ng report para bukas.

"You have your groups right?" sumagot kami.

Luckily, kami nila Ava, Connor at kambal ang magkakagrupo. Permanente ng grupo na iyon hanggang sa matapos ang sem at marami rin kaming mga group works kaya madalas kami sa bahay.

"Okay, so you need to dig dipper about the former presidents of the Philippines." Mr. Guzman.

Our room is filled with grunts. Kesyo daw pang-high school ang pinapagawa ni sir.