Tuesday, January 27, 2009

about a girl

     Perhaps one of the trickiest things to do is to write about a friend. A pen could easily spew poison from its tips. But this composition refrains from executing treason against a cherished comrade. Even the truth, in this circumstance, is not enough. This damsel has proved that she is no longer in distress. So this manuscript will express not the unblemished facts but the writer’s version of the facts about this particular lady. I have composed an introduction to this essay, but I have not yet placed in writing the maiden’s name. Is this because her name is confidential? No. The reason behind behind this cloak-and-dagger affair is simple. You might already know her! The worst thing that could happen is that your perception about her will cloud your reasoning. It is important that you see the maiden through my eyes, or else this personality sketch will be a waste of ink and paper.

     A lot can be said about this lady. One thing, she’s no lady! But she is a girl in the true sense of the word. I suppose only females would understand the distinction but you get kudos for trying! Another thing, when she reads the latter, her forehead will crease and you can almost see her brain work as she concentrates hard to comprehend the message I want to express. Moving to her brain, it is stunning. Not that i have seen it, but I have witnessed its glorious feats. I will say no more about the matter since more information will bring light as to who she really is. This damsel loves fun. Making fun of me, of herself, and of others. In a good way, of course! It is, after all, human nature. Her aura radiates a natural affability that endears her to a lot of people. But it was not always that way, she acquired it by overcoming her self-doubts and timidity. I am proud to say that i have witnesses this metamorphosis. Truly, one of life’s greatest pleasures is to witness this event and perhaps even helped her out. Some things never change and there are two things that time has not altered. One is her kind heart and the other, her obsessive-compulsive behavior towards schoolwork. As W.H. Davies would say, “We love thee for a heart that’s kind- Not for the knowledge in thy mind.” But we love you just the same, obsessive-compulsiveness aside. Every person loves a joke, but isn’t it better if you cracked a joke and everyone laughs? It’s worth a try and for this damsel, trying is worth a lot but eventually, her jokes got better compared to past “attempts”.Maybe one day, we will hear a really good one. Good enough to break some ribs!

 

     A denouement is a lovely piece to end mysterious dramas and reveal the sun hiding behind dark clouds of gloom. Now that you’ve had a nibble of a tidbit of our damsel’s personality, I can finally tell you who’s who. Compare your perceptions to mine and see if we do arrive at the same conclusion, that Karen Joyce Gaspe is the best best friend you can have.

A taste of mayhem


This takes the record for being the first hectic week of the new year. Monday started with the onrush to complete requirements. We braved the slippery roads just to interview a client in the household, we managed to gain confidence we didn’t have before just to get 4 family’s. That night was even more stressful, i have to complete the data in 4 assessment forms which are 3 pages, back to back each. Stressful? Not yet! I still have to study for the midterm exam in history. I was so tired that I slept at around 1am and the insomnia kicked in. This morning, it took quite al lot of effort just to get myself out of bed. At school, we have to collate and tabulate the specifics form our assessment forms. that’s from 27 students and each student has about 3 assessment forms each and some even have 5! I was so excited to see the end of this day. Thank God, our teacher for economics didn’t show up, but she did give us an assignment to be submitted before the end of the final period. It was toiling. So difficult to come up with explanations why these things about the Philippine’s rotten judicial system and meddling of the church happen. It’s so cliché. The midterm test was easier than I expected, I hope to gain at least 50 percent of the total grade since i didn’t study much, I don’t have high hopes for that subject. And oh, just 2 and a half hours before the day ends and I still have to finish writing my LFD, assignment for lit, Polsci research English write-up, and we have a test for lit! My back aches, I'm getting a carpal tunnel sickness but I'd rather procrastinate than face what’s in store for me.

ugh.

xoxo