Saturday, April 24, 2010

Wendy de Villar

The last time i met her, she was just a shy, harmless, friendly third year girl whom i knew, get to hang out with a little and often beside me in school pics since i was in first year. The very second i heard from Xurt that he was madly in love with her, she transformed into someone who is worse than Heather Chase. I never expected that she would be a source of melancholy for me.
I am filled with jealousy and hatred with that girl to the point i were given the chance to kill between her and Heather, i would kill her instead of the latter(Syempre, wala akong perang pamasahe papuntang New York or Hamburg and Heather is nonexistent). Don't be surprised when i come to Montessori's first day of classes to visit Jonats, Mark and some other friends, that i brought along a meteor hammer to disembowel her. -lol

That girl was Anna Noreen de Villar. Aka Wendy.

During those days when i was falling for Xurt, he suddenly told me that he's in love with Wendy. Back then, Xurt was so very sweet, funny, courteous and kind with me. I never met someone who is just like him. I never knew he could possibly plunge me into depths of deep depression and tears. I was in a kind of heartbreak that not even the powers of appreciating myself(like being an Atenista) would make it go away. Mind you, the girl responsible for making me emo again is dumber than Heather Chase, but i felt that she totally defeated and outsmarted me.
I told him once that i was jealous but he told me to please don't feel jealous.
Duh, as if someone who got a crush on you will simply stop being jealous.
He even got the guts to tell me "Wendy is the one who i want to be with, get it?"
If Tokio Hotel girlfriend rumors are to be believed, Xurt really made Bill look like a sensitive and considerate person since Bill never admits he is in love with anyone other than with his dogs on the media, lest fangirls worldwide(like me) will be heartbroken.
The only person Xurt is a bit close with who knows(and with whom i confide my pain) is CJ Recto, the classmate of his whom he warns me a huge BI. CJ was once a Wendy lover, until he laid his eyes on my sister(who doesn't like guys like him). Even if Xurt tells me that CJ is a huge epic fail, buti pa nga si CJ kasi at least nararamdaman nya kung gaano nasaktan ako sa pinagagagawa nya sa akin. CJ advised me to tell Xurt that im really hurt but i told him that i'll just wait for the right time.

As of now, im sending Xurt some implications that im heartbroken. I told him that i was heartbroken with some guy and i told him that this guy likes me but he's madly in love with some other girl but still he treats me as if he loves me as well. He told me that what i felt really hurts but im just being jealous. Although i want to tell him directly and frankly that im hurt because of him, i don't think it's a great idea. Maybe some days later, i'll ask him what if he was the one who was breaking my heart, how will he react and such. I still wanted to be friends with him that's why im hinting things ambiguously and i talk to him like a friend. This coming Tuesday, im off to Nuvali with my sis and ate Tetel to eat at Crisostomo's. I will definitely order sisig Isagani, bistek ni Pelaez and the Sinigang ni Gomez(sinigang ka pala, Xurt. Gt's peyborit...)

Monday, April 12, 2010

My highschool life in IJMCP

It was clear as if it was still yesterday when i asked a friend of my sister what highschool is like. I recently graduated from elementary, and i was a bit anxious about my upcoming first day in a new school and in a new chapter of my life. She told me that highschool was fun, full of lovelife and frogs to dissect. Based on my four years spent in IJMCP San Pablo, i wonder how will i describe "highschool" in my own little words...

When i was in first year, i found my new classmates GT, Julien, Dean, Gewy, Inah and Miggy really nice and fun to be with. In fact, they were the complete opposite of my mean, old classmates from Cahbriba. I was like Basilio when he moved from Letran to Ateneo, like Harry Potter when he first stepped into Hogwarts. In Cahbriba, my classmates just ignore and treat me like some loser while in Montessori, it's completely different. In Montessori, they dote and look at me like a very wonderful friend. Never before in my whole academic life i was treated as an equal by my own classmates. First year was my favorite year next to fourth year because it was studded with so much happy, innocent memories. It's unusual to hear about a highschool experience filled with memories like playing with Harry Potter and Naruto toys, ala Harry Potter dueling with pencils, Harry Potter roleplaying, Harry Potter discussions, Tarot card readings from Cardcaptor Sakura Cards, mad escapes from the wedding booth, first sweet moment ever happened(during my 13th bday, Keith spoonfed me with cake-lolz) and other kinds of wicked mischief one couldn't imagine.
But in 2nd year, things slightly changed.

When i was in 2nd year, two beloved classmates left us(Gewy and Miggy). But they were replaced by Alyssa Flores and Rafael Salazar. In my sophomore year, people in Montessori began to treat me like shit because some other new students are gracing and being doted on in the whole highschool department. My best friend Gt ditched me for Julien and new freshman girl KC Lacerna. Gt became a friend who is the best among my friends but he isn't considered a best friend to me anymore. My only best friend back then was the almost mute, new classmate Rafael Salazar(whom we affectionately call "Seksi Seksi"). Like what Ate Jel described me back then, i was really a low-profile student, just like Rafa. My sophomore year was definately the lowest ebb of my highschool life, not only i was depressed about my mom's condition but i am also sad about my life in school. My classmates doesn't talk that much to me anymore, i can't cope with that hag ma'am Flor's lessons, Keith hurts me day by day, people think im so epal, im often alone and no wonder i became the cynic everyone in school knew at present. Thank God i never lost my cool or else people in Montessori would have condemned me as crazy in a bad way. I would have transferred to Academia if it weren't for Dean, Julien and Rafa becoming Tokio Hotel fans like me. Ever since they saw and heard "Monsoon" on my ipod, they couldn't stop singing it everywhere even today. Like me, they like Bill back then better than the Bill today.
But my besmirched second year life is a bit good, i had fairly good grades, a really awesome ambition(to become a doctor/psychiatrist in Germany), people still give me some dignity and i have my own little world. I had some great memories in my second year such as the field trip in Star city(in which the bus ride home was kinda funny because KC, using her super primadonna powahs, had her horror/porn movie played until T.Mavic woke up and discovered it), the sports fest in Lipa, the Filipino quiz with questions about Harry Potter(in which the questions and answers are in ENGLISH and i scored the highest) and those moments when i find myself alone is more blissful than being with friends who turned jeje/BI.

By the time i hit third year, things began to bright up but still there are other bad things. In my third year, i enjoyed a slight improvent in my grades(since sir Ian stepped in as our new math teacher- whom im thankful to have since he teaches the subject much more clearly than t.Mavic) but i was unfortunate to have a sucky social life in school. In school, i was often alone. Rafa left me for Gt, Dean hangs around with Julien and Inah with a new girl called Rizelle. Then there was a new girl called Phoebe Ansama who often nags me to change my style into hers. Worse of all, there was a mad belief among the highschoolers that Harry Potter is satanic, thanks to the pompous, very influential, tubby man we call as "sir Jhoma" who suddenly went in our school to babble about nonsense. All these made me withdraw from the affairs of the school and into a world called Potterforums.com, where i enjoyed social acceptance, where i fought off sir Jhoma's powerful, hurtful words, stand by my own beliefs and had such wonderful friends like Keith Hutchins, Matt Scotton, GinnyX, Yasmine, Jayfer and last but not the least, Audrina Kaltiz whose claims are still doubtful up to this day. I never enjoyed my third year that much... I was in my own little world until my fourth(and last) year of highschool in Montessori came.

The summer before i started my fourth year, i promised myself not to withdraw from my classmates, spend as much time with them as i can and live my fourth year life to the fullest. On my fourth year, two dear classmates left(Inah and Rafa) Monte to spend their last year of highschool somewhere else. I also expected that i'll never had any close friends from the other levels, until Jonathan and Mark Malabanan came.
It was the year in which i faced academic successes as well as living my life as a teenager- having an awesome dad, surrounded with brilliant friends and having a love life at last on the last part.

When i first entered Montessori, i was a clumsier, liberal minded, UP dreaming 12 year old who yearned to change and live a new life. When i left Montessori, i got what i want and i left the school as a promising, loyal and faithful Montessorian who is ready to fulfill her dreams and face the real world no matter what.