1:45 AM
April 18, 2011
Insomnia strikes again.
I can’t sleep tonight. The National Anthem is now playing on TV; ABSCBN is signing off.
I can’t think of what to write so pardon the improperly organized ideas. I’d just write about what pops out of my mind.
AFLBS
When I knew about it last year, I told myself that I have to join when I reach third year.
But now that I am an incoming third year student, I don’t feel like applying. Some factors have affected my decisions. First, because I have no big achievements and to brag about* except YMA and DL; second, I’ve only held a few significant positions since I entered college; third, because I feel that I am not prepared for the summit and I believe that I still need a lot of catching up to do with academics; and lastly, because someone whom I treat so differently, far different than others, is applying too,… whoever that is, you’d know soon.
My decision WAS final: although my friends are applying, I AM NOT.
It was Friday when the Program Committee of ALEx met at Ayala. I was surprised that people were looking for and making their certificates for the past ALEx activities. By just looking at those thin sheets of parchment papers, I knew what they are for. I did not know my friends are very serious in applying. They asked me why I decided not to do the same. “I’m not ready” was all I could reply. April 18 is the deadline yet I haven’t even started filling up the application form. True copy of grades or TCG was another requirement and it takes three working days before you can claim that. Goodness.
They really didn’t give up on me. They can’t accept that they’d have GGB or Gulo-Gulong Buhay weekend acquiring all those requirements; they wanted me to have a GGB weekend too. Ate cams have decided to apply and she hasn’t acquired her TCG yet which made me think I could still apply. Finally, they have changed my once final decision: I am applying.
GGB weekend started yesterday. I kept on calling the people and asked them about the significant community services that ALEx had given for the past year, called Madame Raz and asked the same certificates that Lea asked last week, called Rhyle and Jezreel and asked what their significant positions were. Rhyle and I were supposed to go to Madam Raz’ house to get the certificates but since Councilor Rhyle Sayat is so busy with his SSC sessions, we were not able to. I just slept the whole afternoon. In the evening I tried to write about what inspires me as a leader, which is also one of the requirements, but thoughts and ideas were not there. I found myself staring at the netbook for minutes.
Today, I woke up at 9AM, washed my clothes, ate lunch and read an e-book. I was meeting Jomes at 2PM in Jollibee USC. He was going to give me my certificate for being TEC’s literary editor, a position which was now changed to Entertainment editor since our beloved vice chair didn’t find the poems intellectual. Okay, okay. Even though the second statement of The Executive Chronicle’s By-Laws SECTION III states that “there would be no discrimination of any literary work submitted as to race, gender, religion, political views and individual ides of any literary work submitted”, I understand her point.
I arrived in Jobi at 1:40PM and waited for Jomes there. To kill the time, I called some people and asked them if they’re willing to host a Dutch or a Belgian this July and August 2011 during the Multi-city Youth Exchange (MYX), formerly known as Pibedex. I listed four people who are interested but they have to ask their parent’s permission first. Hmm. It was already 2:20 in my phone. He’s late. I got up and went to the counter to order to buy Coke float. When I was about to sit, I saw the one I was waiting for.
Jomes and I talked about TEC stuff: how expensive the price is for one colored newsletter, how he worries about the layout, etcetera etcetera etcetera. I was shocked when he asked me about MY requirements for AFLBS. How did he know that I am applying? I lied, but I was forced to tell the truth. It was obvious: I was so happy that the deadline for application was extended and I asked for my TEC certificates. Grrr. I don’t want Jomes to know that I am applying not because I see him as my competitor nor because of his IMBAness. Maybe it is my reaction to his being so paranoid about what other people thinks of him that he doesn’t want many people to know what he has been doing. Ugh. Jomes, please... what other people think of you is none of your business, suya rana sila oie! ano ba..
When he knew that I didn’t have plans to go to church, Jomes reminded me that Palm Sunday is one of the most important celebrations of the church. Yes, of course it is. HAHAHA. Instead of going to Raz’ house, I attended the 4:30 mass at Sto. Rosario. I went home with a smile on my face: it’s so good to be back, Lord, it’s sooo good to be back.
Aaah, what a lazy weekend it was, not a GGB. I haven’t done anything for AFLBS. Perhaps, and hopefully, I could finish acquiring and making the requirements tomorrow.
I SHOULD sleep. Good night buddies.
*there’s a portion of the application form where you are obliged to write 5 most significant positions that you’ve held in college, 5 most significant awards and achievements that you have received and 5 most significant community activity that you’ve done. You also have to submit documents or certificates that could prove them.
