Charie's Menagerie

While we were practicing our ‘Awitan’ piece this morning, Zel, our EIC for Networx asked me to contribute something for Chismax. I smiled and my thoughts was racing, fighting the urge to spill my ‘issuable’ moments that weekend.

I was worried with my good friend’s broken hand, so after his game, I decided to give him first aid. But I wasn't able to finish the treatment and got cold feet after I felt conscious while removing his so called ‘bandages’ as my block mates were staring at/enjoying the scene. (I’m so pathetic! After everything he did… I still feel guilty though.)

Anyway, of course I didn’t sell myself, so don’t expect to read it in Networx. Just watch out for the first issue because I gave Zel another feed. Which one? You'll just have to guess. That is if they publish it. :P

My roommate and I were walking on a long corridor when I saw some friends approaching. Not particularly expecting them, I asked why on earth should I see them there. Then one of them pointed to that glass window of the shop we were heading and so we instinctively turn our heads to see who was through it. To my surprise it was 'Bob', and my roommate looked at him then looked at me and smiled maliciously just as if she shouted to the whole wide world what she perfectly know.

He talked to me, and I blankly answered him (taking good care not to show any fishy emotion) while trying to resist smiling or reprimanding my giggling roommate and 'his' friends (now I know why Harry Potter hates giggling). Safe from earshot (at least from him and his friends) we burst into laughter and I was able to express the horror inside while the rest of the crowd throw curious glances at those two, chatting girls eating their hearty meal.

One hot weekday morning, I was on my way back to Yakal to fetch something. As I get out of the building, I saw Ate Myo also heading back to her dorm. We stopped for a while and talk about certain important things. As she was consoling me, she mentioned a line that really struck me.

'Alam mo Charie, although you're really busy, you can still do what you want to. If you really like doing something, learn to sacrifice for it.'

I've always been wondering how I could cope with all the responsibilities I have this semester. MemCom itself is a handful without acads and vice versa. But there are just some things that you really love doing and there other things that you love more. I'm a bed bug and my motto was whatever happens you must sleep at least 8 hours a day. I could imagine myself sleeping less than 7 hours and drowsing off on my classes. Yes, I love sleeping so much that I'm more than willing to sacrifice my study time for it.

But everything changed for the past few weeks. My doubts and insecurities were taken away by assurances and encouragements. I learned a lot from different people and I really got to know them better. I'm so happy to see everyone flaming with passion for the family we have. I never felt more deeply in-love with this organization. Now I moved-on, sleeping is not a priority.

Just as Hazel said 'the time bomb began ticking..', and like her, I feel awful with the thought of most of the really flesh and blood of our group will be graduating. I would surely miss the people I learned living with. I will always long for the marketing sims and TBAs with them. The late night chats and the strategies they taught will always be remembered. Tears fell during the last day, yet all skepticisms disappeared. I'm not ready yet, I don't know if I ever will. The end is inevitable, you'll just have to make the best out of it.

Thank you very much for everyone who helped.
Special mention to our artist, Marlowe Javier. Excellent work. Oustanding drawing. Go for BEST MEM! (hehehe...)

Live JPIA!

I'm so happy... I made it! :)