Friday, May 27, 2016

So, high school ...

I went back to Bacolod for our high school class Silver Jubilee during April and a day in May.  It's definitely tiring.  But I love the tradition of keeping touch with the huge influences of our youth.  It's such a Filipino thing.  It's fun to reminisce, to journey through time but at the same time, thumping on how a few of the guys age.  However some are forever youthful. Was it the moisturiser?  My hunch is the disposition.  Those who smile more, are more gregarious and generous, are blessed not only with good looks but good fortune.  

My regrets in high school boils down to focus.  I should have dug deeper to the core of my cerebral cortex and worked harder in order to have conquered the science of numbers and calculations.  I should have ignored the call of the pheromones.  I realised too late that it's such a waste of time to think of crushes, of people who will never like you back when there is some studying to do.  One could pursue the lure of coupling a decade after high school.  Of course, that wasn't the only reason my grades were so low in Maths and the Sciences.  There might be other factors and excuses to my lack of concentration like the nuances of my left and right brain.  

But looking back, I should have read more and studied more, practiced solving equations until I had the desired grades.  The extra-curriculars weren't so bad, hobnobbing with the class of a thousand and a hundred lessen my tendency to be mute and shy when I faced strangers.  But it wasn't so bad really, our class historian mentioned me in her year book essay.   Although the said uber-intelligent class historian in question is nowhere to be found in social media or answer the call of her alumni group i.e. she did not make contact.

The laws of teenage attraction might be a normal process in the emotional development of an individual. I should have taken the hint on a particular moment that the time I spent thinking on that attraction was for naught. There were grades in Junior and Senior years that were very important and most of the subjects dealt on a high degree of concentration on solving complicated equations. I would have felt better about myself knowing I wouldn't have trepidation when it comes to academic problem solving. 

The academe of numbers might have been my past but it's my daughter's future.  She would need the guidance with school.  I might not have done well in Sir Abrigo's Physics but I did ok in his Biology class and for such a gifted person, he was no longer with us during our Teachers Tribute at Sugarland Hotel. 
 








Friday, May 20, 2016

to Bacolod and back

Back and forth, traveling from airport to airport, I was in Bacolod with the family for my High School Silver Jubilee.  It was a little bit more than two week stay, excluding being on planes and airports for three days. Incheon is such a cool airport, although we didn't have a booking for the lounges and airport hotels, the benches are quite cozy.  

Traveling and going home to Bacolod with child changes the dynamic of the holiday experience.  We really should travel more often to the Philippines to have a gauge of the transfers, the queues, the intricacies of the contents of the luggages, the beaches, the never-ending home repairs, the donations, the car-rentals, the restaurants, the tricycles on main roads or national highways, the sidewalk vendors.  There were a few new structures which blighted the view of my childhood.  I've not been home for almost a decade, of course there would be changes to the once minor forestry or the concrete wall with our next door neighbour (really, neighbours, what you built was really uncool).  

But it's all a learning curve. I've got to make a list and ring a few shops, not to forget to save for the rainy day, and we're good to go.