Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Home Again

I’m back. Back in Luzon, back in the “real world” (as said by everyone to me, as if I just came back from a book), back to the lovely place I call home. I definitely missed everyone. And they (together with some other things) changed so much. Wow. 2 years could do that much, huh?

Anyway, I’ve been home for 11 days now and somehow, I still feel weird. Aside from having this irritating runny nose, doing nothing is so depressing. It’s not that I’m not really doing anything but, comparing to what I did there makes everything I do now so unfulfilling. But if you ask me if I’ll be willing to do it again, like, do it the second time? Heck no. I surely learned a lot, grew up and became a better person because of the nobility and sacredness of the calling which was bestowed upon me. BUT, with all the stress that I went through, the heartaches and the emotionally-demanding work that I had, 2 years was enough, thank you very much.

So, yeah… I’m just trying to do things which would make me busy and happy at the same time. I actually planned yesterday to accompany my Mom to the market, arrange my clothes, watch over our store and clean up my room. Unfortunately, as I said, I have this runny rose which is so darn cruel to me! But I won’t be defeated. Later, I’m gonna battle it so I can go to Rommel’s house and give him some of my clothes. He’s going be baptized this month so he’ll be needing some white button-up shirts and some formal pants. Then we (I’ll do this with May) will go to DSWD to ask if I could donate some clothes. And if we’ll have time, I’m thinking of checking TESDA and ask when they’ll start their classes. I don’t want to be a bum, so I’ll probably enroll for a class or two while waiting for my school application to be approved. That is, after I get home from Sg.

And speaking of school application, I'm not done with it yet. I'm stuck at part 8 which is all about financial accountability. I'm just not sure how much my parents should give monthly. My dad said I should state 25 USD but, I think it's too small. It's true, though, that it's all that they can give. I don't know, however, if I'll get accepted if I put that amount. Goodness. It's hard to be poor!

I just hope that everything will get better. Or at least, my life will.