Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts

Monday, January 28, 2008

My Über bad week.

Last week, all of my close friends in our block got problems. Some are little worries while some are huge emotional problems.

I thought I got none but little did I know that as the week closes, problem of mine was just starting. First was the shallowest of them all- I left my cellphone at home and before I realize it, I already paid the fare at the puv I rode. Second was I was sort of ignored by someone whom until now I like so much . Then it was all narrowing to the one thing I thought I will never encounter until the time I got to be liable for a material stuff which was worth 13K (12K when I browsed for it) as the owner say.

Most of us in the room borrowed that Palm T|X of my blockmate. Then last friday lunch, we had an absent professor due to an emergency meeting. I got bored so I borrow the Palm of my blockmate to play solitaire again. The owner then went near España gate to check on her sister's USTET result. But after some time, I, also, was asked by my close friends to go downstairs to eat.I left the PDA on top of the pile of handouts on my desk. I brought nothing but my money and my handkerchief. Shortly after 20 minutes, we then went to the room and the owner was looking for it. I knew for all that it was there so I calmly tried to search for it but to my surprise it was gone! I dropped everything in my bag just to find it but I knew prior to that it wasn't there for I was sure it was on the desk before I left to eat.

I tried to be subdued as possible but my efforts to search for it didn't pay off. My classmates knew something was wrong so I told them about it.

Many of them feel it wasn't my fault that I left it there for I was trusting them for the valuable (which I actually borrowed). Different reactions and suggestions were given as to how we were going to solve the problem for I was the one actually held liable but they suggested a lot of solutions to ease the burden I feel inside. They comforted and symphatized me. I really did appreciate them- all the concern, empathy, and help.

They knew bad luck was there.

I don't know if 'year of the horse' has something to do with it.

My blockmate just ask me to replace the stuff for 10K. hu hu.

I know it happened for a reason but that reason I still can't grasp. One thing's for sure: Many of us now will realize that we really need to take good care of our valuables.

Sunday, February 4, 2007

It's not easy, man!

Losing someone you love is really hard especially when he/she is a member of the family.

My blockmate recently lost his dad and we all know its very painful so in form of sympathy, we went to the wake and the funeral, which took place just today. We've known our classmate as an introvert type of person especially when he doesn't seem to be very close to the people he's talking to but seeing him with his three younger brothers, namely Jeon, Ivan, Ian, and their cousin Ate Mavie is so inspiring. They were so affectionate that they weren't shy to show their feelings for each other. They would hug and even kiss each other's cheeks as a sign of their brotherly love. At the time when I was there at Funeraria Paz at Araneta Ave. with some of my blockmates, it made me realise something--to say 'I love You' to my dad. He first told us what is the cause of death of his father then I broke into tears but not so much--I think I absorbed some of his emotions, then, my father ran into my thought. I remembered the time when I said bad words to him straightforwardly because of some personal problems. (I know it's also a bit shocking to me but at least I've released that feeling of anger.) It's sort of a pride to actually get the chance to tell to your father that you love him but it's not easy,man. But my classmate asked me to do a favor for him, which is to tell my father that I love him. It took me a time before doing it. It's not just those three big-lettered words, it's on how sincere you are. After that, I finally told my father but it was only in text message.

One of my friends have lost his grandfather and, also, two of them have lost their dad this January. My point here is for us to tell/express them how much we love them. After all, it might be too late. Regrets can last a lifetime.