I STILL couldn’t believe I did it.

No, I’m not being a menace. I just did it for our upcoming Alumni activity.

I was assigned in the promotion of our Alumni Homecoming scheduled on December 26. (As early as April, we’ve already planned about it but we did not promote it yet because the decision was not yet final. The pioneerig batch sort of has a final say on the matter.) I did some things already to make way for the realization of our plans. I set up our e-group so that we can communicate with one another and we can gather suggestions and ideas from the rest of the alumni. I also created a website to facilitate the dissemination of information. I sent messages to alumni I found on Friendster.

In addition to these online promotional activities, Margie (co-teacher and ANSHS alumna) and I went to ABS-CBN to have our even announced on TV Patrol SoCSKSarGen’ Community Billboard and over MOR. One of the alumni now works at Bombo Radyo, so we have free announcements through the radio station.

So why did I climb up NFA’s fence?

IT DOESN’T always feel like this, but there’s a kind of gloom reigning in the atmosphere today. Is it the rain or my poor health condition? Whatever it is, like it has always been said, the show must go on.

It must.

Let me tell you about what happened last week. It’s been raining here, like, forever, you know. Despite my good diet, intake of food supplement, exercise, and enough rest, my immune system still broke down. So, I was absent for two days last week but still had to report to school Saturday for the entrance exam for incoming freshmen students and Sunday, I had to attend my class.

THERE CAME a point in my life that I hated being at home. I could give a myriad of reasons. That there is too much fuss around here is just a minor one.

But these days, I tell you, I’m enjoying it here. There is really no place like home.

When I went home from Marbel, I was surprised too see my bedroom so clean and orderly. I don’t like a messy surrounding but with the load of tasks on my shoulders, I couldn’t even stack the sheets of paper on my desk without them toppling over whenever I’m in search for something. But last Friday, my room looked different. My trash bin has been emptied, my books piled neatly on my bedside table, my shoes arranged on the shoe rack, my whole room tidied up.

My sister did that for me.

On the other hand, my mother would always want to help in the house chores but she always messed up. I love mother even if she could get some things right. I was late to school this morning because she volunteered on the ironing board

LIFE IS getting more and more complicated for these days and I’m about to lose my sanity.

I BADLY NEED A BREAK.

After days of poring over our school improvement plan, I had a (very) short break in Lake Sebu. No, it wasn’t really a break; it was part of work. And now, I’m back to my stressful life.

Next week is our Mid-year Performance Evaluation. That means a break for the students but not for us, teachers. That means loads of work to be done and training conferences.

TO DO A DEMOSTRATION TEACHING NEXT WEEK

What’s wracking my nerves about the coming week is my demonstration teaching. The participants are master and would-be-master teachers all over the region. The former Education Supervisor in Science of Region XII asked me to prepare a lesson on radio communication systems. We will be having a meeting tomorrow to discuss the details.

I tried to bargain with her that I could not do it because it’s me who needs training. But it seemed to be a tall order and she has already talked with my principal about it. All I could do now is obey.

When that demonstration is done, I would really spend a day in our farm to unwind. It’s a need that if not addressed will take me to the nearest mental asylum.

AND WE are now an official badminton club! We can now use our town’s gymnasium. When we stated, we’re just playing in front our our municipal hall. Although we dind’t have problems with the place, having it in the gymnasium is more comfortable. Plus, it gives us security that whatever the weather, we can go on with our fitness activity.

When I get my payday advance, I will buy a new Yonex. Mine is very old. I started using it when I was in gradeschool. Haha.

LIFE INDEED is a cycle. A few months ago, I’ve been feeling so low because it seems like everything I do fails. First, the blogging seminar we orgnanized was postponed. Of course, I’ve already put a lot into it. I also suferred some depression after the great deception. I thought it was just nothing. I thought that it would easily slip off my head. But that trauma I experienced was quite too grave that it affected my work.

I AM really sorry, my SoCCSKSarGen Blogger friends if I was not able to attend our scheduled meetup because something really unexpected happened.

A man who once came to our church for help last year returned this morning. He spoke in the pulpit and told us that he is paying back the church by donating musical instruments like a drum set, keyboard, guitars, and also chairs and several sacks of rice.

Sweet isn’t it? Until we realized it was a deception.