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Substantial talk

17 - you were wearing jersey shorts - chemistry periodic table

19 - the first time we talked for a purpose - your tumblr; you were wearing jersey shirt of la salle with your surname at the back. So I recalled the time I saw your tumbler and verified if it was yours but you denied the ownership.

24 - the first substantial talk.

I know you were already making your way down the stairs from the third floor when I arrived regretting that I took a cab. I was on my way upstairs and then I saw you going down. You were supposed to just let me go and walk away, when you didn’t. You stopped and looked back at me saying “Wala yata tayong class.” And consciously I asked, “Seriously? Sigurado ka?” And you replied, “Oo, may nakasulat sa board. Wala na rin tao sa taas.” Me: “Promise? Khit isa?” Haha, and it was cute cause you were caught off guard by my question that you smiled slightly, and told me “Meron. Isa, tanong mo na lang sa kaniya. Kung gusto mo tignan mo na rin sa taas.” And I was like, “Okay, sige, thank you :)” Haha, and imagine that smiley emoticon on this blog and how it was really portrayed on a real life situation like earlier. My heart cried out for joy when I arrived at the room seeing Alec around waiting for me. Sabi na nga ba eh. Sabi na ba mayroon pang tao. Haha, I knew Alec wouldn’t leave me agad agad. So I was shocked when you told me there wasn’t anyone upstairs. (Or maybe gusto mo na hindi na ako umakyat para sabay tayo bumaba? So embarrassing. Hahahahaha Such wishful thinking. Sa pangarap siguro pwede. Haha) And so I immediately asked for him to go downstairs na at umalis na since wala naman talaga klase, and kasi since I was planning to go somewhere else na lang to seize the time. Bu then when we were just going out of the building, I told Alec, “teka, cr muna ako ah. Malayo layo lalakarin natin eh.” And so I did, papunta ako sa CR sa baba, then suddenly you came out of the comfort room (of course, sa guys) when I was just about to go in sa women’s. It was so cute because we were just supposed to greet each other like, “Bye” or like just nod and appreciate the fact that we did see each other at that very moment, but it was not what was supposed to happen. I was startled. Surprised. Shocked. And I really felt special. Not just because we do lock eyes, (heheh :”>) but you talked to me. AGAIN. This day just got even better. You asked like verifying something uncertain, “Wala nga ba tayong klase?” And I just can’t remember what I did tell you. Haha, because I can’t resist not to smile in front of you, like inches away. :( XD But yeah, I think (like I am supposed to) that I told you “Oo, wala nga. :)” And I sensed and saw another slight smile from you. Just a little remark or maybe a sort of gratitude or appreciation by the fact that I did answer your question with utmost certainty. Pero nangiti nga ako because I know it was not supposed to happen kasi alam ko na alam mong walang class because when I saw you going downstairs, alam kong galing ka sa taas. But then you asked, so na-touch ako. :’) I melted more likely when we locked eyes and you  nearly smiled like really smiled at me. It was so intense and special that I bought a paper-thing (a rock) painted with an owl at the other side. Just to have a remembrance of this day. In math class I put something at the back of it saying “Substantial talk with you...” with a date at the bottom and two hearts at the top. I just felt so loved and lucky to have took the cab earlier this morning because I was able to catch up on you going downstairs. I just never thought. :’) <3

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Hard boiled egg for breakfast.

Fifth meeting - February 3, 2016

5 - bag and stared 

10 - you changed your seat

12 - quiz, you changed seat again

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Smart kid.

Fourth meeting - 29 January

This was the first time I thought I saw you notice me arrive at the room. I was wearing a long, gray cardigan this day if I am not mistaken, or perhaps that floral kimono and a black tank top. From the past meeting, I started going to the comfort room first before entering the room. Just so I would be able to see how would I look just in case you’d catch me looking at you.

Well, and so another Chemistry class started. Even if I can hardly hear my professor discuss important points, it never bothered me. It was fine. After all, I can study on my own, study the lectures, PowerPoint presentations, and all the stuff that will be posted on the Yahoo Group.

Until the lesson about separating components of seawater began.

It was an “okay” discussion. Yes, I do get filtration, Sublimation, Crystallization and all other forms of separating components and homogenous mixtures. But there was this one question that I never thought would wake you up from your lesser-time-to-speak-and-react moment. There were a lot of “bibo kids” and “star students” (perhaps it was an only one student), and Ma’am can’t seem to find the right answer she was waiting for.

How will you separate a mixture of sand, sawdust and iron fillings?

Half of the class said filtration... Yes, it was fine, but me too, can’t seem to accept the suggestion fully.

You raised your hand (surprisingly different this time. You were so silent and reserved every meeting. That never changes, until today) and answered Ma’am Flerida’s question.

NV: “Put them into the water; the sawdust will float and the sand will be under, then use magnet for the iron fillings.”

Very clever, kid. Very smart.

And then I suddenly said to myself, “Wow, smart. Nice.” and drew a small heart at the side of my lecture notes to indicate your brilliance.

Well, to be honest, I kinda find you rather interesting than mystifying. 

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First look, or perhaps second.

Third meeting - 27 January

I think I was late this time. Anyway, I still did the thing I always do when I am in Chemistry class -- look at you.

Third day, and you never changed your style. Still totally different than that of the first day. 

The most memorable part of this day, (if I remember it right) was the moment Ma’am Flerida asked the people in her class about their courses (since the courses were all abbreviated on her list) and she asked about the difference between CSSC and CommDev. It was surprising to finally hear your voice that never speaks.

From then on, I assumed you are taking up Community and Development; which was you specified that is under the College of Home Economics.

I was also called for my course, when it was actually written on Ma’am’s list as B LIS. And so, I answered mine. But few hundred seconds before I answered was the fact that everyone seemed to already know it was me who was named Garcia, Patricia... That moment I never knew you would look back at me, and I nearly fainted and blushed right before saying my course out loud. I never hesitated to say it after all. 

And so that was the first time you looked at me, and the first time I melted. 

That was also the first time I heard your voice, and the first time I thought it was an angel’s voice trying to wake me up from a daydream.

Your voice is so manly, so pure and modulated. It is one that can never be made fun of, never going to be teased, and is the voice that is wanted to be heard by many. I even saw some students look at you with blushing cheeks.

Ma’am Flerida said she would send us all invites on her Yahoo group and then eventually would group us into three (later on, February 12, I asked her what for and she told me she’s going to go out of town for a month and therefore needs group activities to be done to compensate the classes by which she will fail to attend). The group will compose of courses that are mutually exclusive. To be honest, I really hoped we would be on the same group.

And so after class, this day, I asked her what do CommDev students do. And eventually suggested they should be paired up or belong to the same group as that of LIS students (of course, with me -- since Alec was also the other one having an LIS major. And so, I quite assumed she got that.)

Lastly, you know what? I never really knew where you always go after class. I never seem to catch up from your walking prowess.

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That shoelace, though.

Second day/meeting of Chemistry - 22 of January

Yaaay, I think I was early this time. Of course, I vowed last meeting. Though it was certainly all because I was fortunate to be brought to school by my dad after his two consecutive wednesday leaves.

The day started great. The usual. Of course, what day would not start great seeing someone who makes it?

I cannot stop staring at you. I cannot stop looking at you from behind. I feel like a stalker, and I feel depressed. I never knew your name. I never knew who you are.

And so since masyado akong nakatitig sa’yo, I often see even the littlest things na ginagawa mo. The first thing that I saw from staring at you, eh napaka-metikuloso mo pa lang mag-sintas ng sapatos. It was really cute.

Also, the first day, I think you wore a white shirt with “beeswax” at the back. The second day, I think you wore another white or gray? But what seemed to make me smile was the fact that you changed your shoes and bag at the second day and never changed them back to the first ones. ;) I just hope I remembered every little thing right.

Anyway, back to tying your shoelace. I don’t know if you have caught me looking at you being meticulously succumbed to perfectly tying your shoelace, but you suddenly went out and went back only to tie your shoe again. Very mysterious.

I am not sure if this was also the day you brought a cap to class. Though I am perfectly sure it suits you well but you are cuter without it. :) I can’t also remember exactly when was the day that you are so conscious of your hair. You really wanted to look so perfect when you are missing the point that you already are.

Scribbles said: “meticulously cute. Get bored so fast.”

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Beeswax

First meeting - January 20, 2016

Guess what?

I have never been any more excited to go to school every Wednesdays and Fridays.

It was surprisingly nice to see him for the second time, (perhaps third if it was true that we have already met before), and be able to see his face up close.

I immediately texted my mom for which I am certain the words I texted to her: “Ohmygod classmate kp”, even misspelled “ko” in that sense. So I re-texted her “Omygod omygod” and then another “omygos” without an H. You can now judge me for being too excited and abnormal because of ecstasy. 

And my mom replied why and “talaga?” So I replied eagerly “Opo ang gwapo huhu” Haha, and I am beginning to feel embarrassed right now. Anyway, at that moment I was sitting at the back. Exactly right behind him; last row. It was a mixed feeling of regret and happiness being able to seat at the back knowing how GC and how eager I am to learn the course and at the same time being able to be inches away from him. Maybe I just thought, “to hell the seats in front if I am able to see my crush and stare at him behind his back at the back!” Well, as silly as it sounds and implies, but I do admit that I really like to seat at the back despite not being able to hear my professor well.

I am so sorry for being such an embarrassment in a silly way.

My first act of wishful thinking:

Is that I drew his face at the verso of my notebook and at that time I am certain he has the most beautiful eyes and face even if I was able to draw only one side of his face (since I was at the back - about southwest of him) 

It was very admirable.

Alec, having been surprised that we were classmates, sat beside me (at my right) trying to make moves. I really hated it when he tries to hold my hand and caresses my arm or whatever. It was loathsome. Anyway, he saw me drawing the mysterious guy’s face on my notebook and he asked what and who that is I am doing and drawing. I just said, “Hanapin mo.”

He was surprised and said, “Ah. Ikaw ah, na-late lang ako may iba ka ng crush”, and without any hesitation I said, “Excuse me, noong enlistment ko pa crush yan noh.” It was so cute being able to confidently admit that I like the guy. And oh no, I just think I have already admitted it here unconsciously.

Well, after such remark, another classmate beside me at my left smiled at me and ask my name. We were properly introduced (at that time I think she was with her boyfriend beside her) and then she asked me my course and thought I was from FA because of my eyeliner (stereotyped I know) and because she caught me drawing. Haha, oops. I guess she was not surprised when I told her I was from Library and Information Science.

Well, that was the first time and the first day I became interested in Chemistry and in going to school early. Though I know the next meetings will be paradoxical, well, ironically different from my declaration of enthusiasm in being early. 

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For the sake of January 12, 2016 - Enlistment day!

Actual enlistment, assessment and validation day.

For freshmen, varsity students, and for graduating students.

It was exciting. At least because I arrived early even if I am still indecisive of what MST to take. I only need one, if I am remembering it right.

Chemistry 1, Physics 10, Environmental Science and Marine Science are on the top of my list. Geol 1 is the least priority, and Earth Trek slot of my classmate is my last option.

I immediately went to Chemistry. It was a tiring walk from FC. While on the queue, I befriended a student that turned out to be a freshman and asked a favor to save my seat so that I could get lunch.

Too mischievous for me, it was a very cozy deal.

I got to eat lunch, yes... right after going to NIP for Physics 10. Just in case I get the slot, I would not bother going back to Chemistry anymore. Too unfortunate, the slots are raffled. Hmmh, after all, I still tried. If I remembered it right, I also went to MBB just to check if there are still slots. The guard said there aren’t anymore.

Went then to Environmental Science. It was embarrassing to have thought that ENV SCI 1 line is located beside the Marine Science building. Or was it the Marine Science building itself? Anyway, I had to get back to IESM beside NIGS. Well, as I walk along NIGS, I also thought of trying to get Geol 1. Failed though, I didn’t know where was the line.

So I crossed to IESM to check the line for ENV SCI 1. Failed too, the guard told me there were no open slots anymore. He suggested for me to go back tomorrow and fall in line. I asked what time will the building be opened. 5AM. Okay. It was not as amusing when I first heard it.

Lunchtime! It was a quick one though, when Daniel texted me that the line is moving and that they were now just waiting to be called. I immediately ran upstairs to check. Sweaty and sneaky.

Wow was my impression. There were no familiar faces anymore. I think like I was in another room. Creepy, though. The only one I can familiarize with is Daniel. There were even new ones before us on the line. Hmh, unfair but it was okay. (Hoped they would not get the slot that is supposed to be mine or Daniel’s, because if we were cut off because of them, hell to the day)

There was one familiar face I saw on the crowd behind us. I recognized his face from somewhere, but I cannot fully remember. Until then, I was sure, I think I saw him somewhere, I think we had already met. At the back of my mind, I thought, “maybe he’s just an actor, or someone famous, maybe?” It seemed to me like he is. With his bright face, cute eyes, and that formidable poise. He can’t be just anybody.

I am a hopeless romantic, and an assuming unfortunate girl. This is to have thought he might have also began thinking that we had already met; and that I may have really looked familiar for him to ask. Huh, wishful thinking.

Anyway, as another line behind us approaches, because they were, fortunately, not killing each other for the Chem 1, our line is still stuck. We’re trying our best to stay enthusiastic about available slots. Chem 17, 26, 26.1, 31, or whatever line keeps on moving.

Praise Heavens, our line made it the cut. The available slots for Chem 1 were finally written on the board. Waiting, still waiting. After all, the line to which he is in was also moving, faster, and faster in approaching to ours.

10 slots are available for Chem 1, 10-11:30 Wednesdays and Fridays.

Yay, we were asked to follow someone downstairs to enlist. Oh my Gosh, we were in. And to my surprise, the guy I recognized was right behind me... Well, there were really two guys and one girl? Behind me, and then him.

Sadly though, when we were out of the room and waiting to go down, there was this girl. I overheard the guy behind me asking the girl, “Hey why are you here? Are you also going to enlist Chem 1?” Then the girl responded, “Nope, I was here for him.” Hmmmh, heartbreaking but okay. 

He has a girlfriend. He has a girlfriend. Dying, it was slowly killing me.

Anyway, I get to enlist WF Chem 1 10-11:30AM. And as I watch him say the schedule he prefers, I actually wished he would also enlist the same schedule so I’d see him again.

And then everything was all wishful thinking. Hoping that January 20 would be one of the best days of my life.