Ok, I know it has been quite a long time since I last posted, but I'm back with the latest buzz on me.
A while ago, our school held the 13th Annual Journalism Congress. I was really excited for the past few days because I know this is my time to shine. I missed journalism a lot when I was in First Year, so I couldn't help but feel so happy to write again.
With enough experience, I picked Copyreading and Headline Writing in both English and Filipino. (The group leader asked me 2 days ago what categories I want, so expect that everything went smoothly.) To kick off, we had a little ceremony that was very interesting because the guest speaker was a former student from Saint Claire, a valedictorian in both Elementary and High School, received a degree in Speech and Communication in UP, and graduated as Cum Laude (hehehe...memoryado!). Afterwards, one of the teachers explained the contest rules as well as the room assignments (since my categories are the same, I don't have to transfer to any room! Hehehe...). Then, the time had come and the English categories came first.
At the assigned room, I started to review all the things I need to remember. When the papers were given, I was surprised to see how similar it was with one of my papers that I had reviewed a while ago. Now I don't want to be rude or too proud, but I have to say that the contest piece was quite easy on my side. It was news, and I'm most of the papers given to me in the workshop, as far as I can remember was in the News category, plus it was about people who died in the fire. It was really quite easy, although I'm not that 100% confident that I would belong in the Top 5 (Sir Paul, the school's Journalism adviser, will pick only the Top 5 contestants per category) because there are a few students who knows copyreading quite well. Anyway, I just have to wait for the results.
Next was my Filipino category. Sports news! But, before the contest I told my bestfriend that I was hoping there wouldn't be any sports article I need to edit. Oh well, might as well go with the flow. It was quite easy just like the one in English, so I didn't have to worry that much. I don't want to be an airhead here, but I must say the people who belong to the Honor or Outstanding List weren't there (except there were 2 I think). So, I thought there would be a great chance for me to win in this category. Sabi nga ng mga naniniwala sa swerte, "'Pag sinuswerte ka naman". Hehehe... (This is only an expression that fits really well on what happened today; I don't believe in luck.)
So, the contest went really well. I don't want to be that confident to assure myself that I belong to the top students, although my classmates are pretty sure. Anyway, all I have to do is too wait patiently until the winners are announced on the Recognition Day. (For those who know me very well, I'm sure you know why I underlined the word "patiently".)
"What happened to you and Jim?" that's the question you would probably ask. (Eto na, Ate Karen, with all the juicy details pa...) Ok, let me rewind the events. At the bus on our way to Villa Corrina, I suddenly felt very nervous (as in naninikip na ang dibdib ko and it was getting quite hard to breathe). I know that I'm not nervous because of the contest, instead it was Jim. Even though I got all the encouragement I needed, there is still that fear in me. When we arrived, I held on to one of my classmates for support for I fear that my legs would loose their steadiness. The teachers showed us where our designated groups are sitted. When I sat down, guess who was in front of me. It was Jim and "the girl"! They were only seperated by a little guy who I think is one of the honor students. At first I didn't know who it was, but when he shot a glance at the back, I just realized it was really him. Lucky for him and "the girl" because they were on the same group. As everything was going on, I noticed that he was looking at the back often. I don't know what is he looking at, but if it was, I don't care anymore.
During the break, I told Johanna about who were in front of me. She replied by saying, "Ano? Naglalandian ba?" Hahaha...she really knows what to say.
Jim and I didn't get to talk, which was a good thing or else the next thing he would see are stars. However, I have come up with a couple of questions in mind. Am I really angry at him? What was I feeling a while ago, with the distance between us? The feeling was unknown to me. I couldn't name it at all. I don't know what to think.
Cheska's thoughts at 12:48 AM
life's sweetness..
The sound that sting one's ears, the smell of damp paper left outside to humidify and dehydrate, the unconscious minds and treacherous hearts were all but a part of the melodrama.