Things I Have Forgotten And Have Only Just Now Remembered Thanks to My Having to Evacuate My Stuff on Multiply
Before you say anything, yes, I know: My fourteen-year-old self was the vainest thing to ever walk the earth. Goddamnit, what was I thinking taking all these pictures?
Getting dolled up for Lakan at Lakambini 2008.
If I recall correctly, that was the last time I ever got my hair done for an event. The next one would see me with my then-trademark bob (you know, before it turned into my present trademark boy-cut.)
In light of Multiply about to disappear, I have spent majority of the afternoon salvaging my photos. n hours and I’m not even one-fourths of the way done.
At any rate, here, feel free to look at these and scream at me for cutting off all that rich, thick, dark hair.
Steffi's Flashbacks, Part I.1
Senior year, Physics class.
My brain: Punyeta, Physics na naman.
My brain: Buti na lang gwapo si Sir ---.
My brain: Saan ko naman gagamitin 'to pagkagraduate ko? I'm going to be a nurse, not a rocket scientist.
My brain: Sir ---, keep smiling like that and /I'm/ going to need a nurse.
My brain: Pakshet, wala na talaga akong maintindihan.
My brain: Ang hirap pa pag wala ka na ngang maintindihan, nakakawindang pa gwapo ng teacher mo.
My brain: WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE FORMULAAAE
My brain: Hay nako, Sir, wag na kayo magturo ng Physics. Ngumiti na lang kayo...
Sir ---: Gine. You're not listening again.
Me: Sir?
Sir ---: *exasperated smile*
My brain: DEAD
Steffi's Flashbacks, Part III.3
Overheard from the library.
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Sir P: Ric, ano 'to?
(sound of book being thrown on the floor)
Sir P: ANG SABI KO SAGUTAN NINYO YUNG TEXTBOOK NINYO! AKALA NIYO BA HINDI AKO NAGBABASA NG MGA OUTPUT NIYO? BAKIT MAY NAKASULAT NA LYRICS NG CRAZY FOR YOU DITO?
Steffi's Flashbacks, Part III.1
Sophomore year, Filipino class.
Sir ----: Sabi ni Florante kay Laura, blablabla...
Me: *le eating french fries under the desk during class*
Sir ----: Miss Bambao! Lahfang ka na naman ng lahfang sa klase ko!
Me: *sheepish smile*
Sir ----: Pahingi ako.
Flashback, Part III.
Sophomore year, Filipino class.
Sir ----: *hears chewing and smells food* Pwede naman kayong kumain...basta wag lang amoy manok at ulam ang rooooom!
Class: *laughs, then continues to eat*
- At some point you will lose everything. It will be hell.
- But because of that you’ll grow in leaps and bounds and that stick up your idealistic, innocent ass will be yanked out. I promise you won’t regret a thing.
- Flirt well, with danger, death and men alike. But never give in to any of them. You aren’t worth any of them.
- One day, though I know right now it sounds impossible, you’ll quit being an ugly buck-toothed awkward nerd and you’ll understand what I’m talking about.
- Oh, and whatever you do, don’t drink any of that stuff your friends will offer you at the Christmas party next year.
