Week 42
This has always been my home. Awwww. Imma write so shut up and read.
One morning this week, I was lying in my bed listening to Alone (because I'm planning to record a video of myself belting this song. For fun. For entertainment purposes only.) when my Mom entered the room and lied beside me. So we had a conversation about anything. She even shared her plans for my debut. Anyway, we came to the topic about relationships. She said that it's okay to have a relationship, just not serious. What does she mean? Meaningless relationships? Relationships without commitment? Hahahaha! But I guess I understand her intention. And if that's the case, I could just play around. Having pseudo-relationships, you know. Hahaha! 'Course I won't do that. I have principles.
This week, I also realize that a lot of people perceive me as a bitch. The way I talk, I move, I do things... I get that a lot. Actually, I am. A good bitch. Hahaha! Whatever the hell that is. I don't care what people think. Let them think what they want about me. Let them judge me. I don't give a damn. But the truth is, even if I have this bitchy aura, I am a good person inside. I'll stop now.
I can't forget what the taxi driver told me this morning after my grandparents were dropped at CEPALCO to pay for electricity bills. I was with them because I was going to school early to get my grades and work on enrollment stuffs. After they got off, the taxi driver probably noticed us three because he told me, "palangga kaayo ka nila noh?" I smiled, laughed a little, and said yes. Because it's true. My grandparents love me to the bones. That comment from a stranger made my heart flutter. Oh the simple things in life!
And today, this morning, I got my grades. I can't remember my emotions before getting the grades. Honestly, I can't. Perhaps the only thing that I can remember is I'm quite nervous. No, not even. And I didn't even care about what my parents will think. When I got the piece of paper, I was, "Oh, cool!". I was able to maintain three of my subjects. The rest increased! It's great, isn't it? I cried after getting my Accounting grade from the registrar because hell, I didn't expect to have those grades considering my laziness and absences. I may not be a Dean's Lister, but at least I was able to increase my grades; I was able to achieve my goal.
My parents were happy about it. I did those for them, for me. I knew I had to increase my grades to earn their trust back. They think I'm lazy. They think I'm always in front of the computer (partly they're right, haha). They think I'm focusing on my extra-curricular. They think I don't give a damn about my studies. Well, I think I just proved them wrong. I do give a crap about my studies so that they could trust me and so that I can do anything I want. Still, my father wants to push me even more. I bet he's not satisfied with my grades. He thinks I can do more. Of course, I can. But whatever. I am contented with my grades. And should my parents.
The week ends. And I shall welcome a new one tomorrow. Or on Monday, whichever. Haha. This week was great, awesome. Hopefully next week will be better. Rehearsals will continue next week, woooo. And enrollment will also begin. The break is almost over. Siiiiiigh.
Did I mention that I'm not good in conclusions?