God moves in mysterious ways..

i can hardly believe that i have survived more than a week of sleepless nights, too much stress, several frustrations, sadness, loneliness, and all those negative feelings that a person has during difficult and trying times..

i had a very long day yesterday, which is just about to end (after this post)..

i woke up at 7am for our cs 173 presentation at the HP office in Ortigas, which is scheduled at 9am. i slept at 3am that morning because i was busy preparing the materials, at least my part, for the presentation.

my eyes can't seem to find a reason to open and all i could see in the mirror was their reddening. i thought, "how am i going to present with this look?" haggard/stressed out/burned out..

but i have to.. so i got out of bed, did my morning rituals, ate breakfast, took a bath, dressed up, and hurried to ortigas ave. ext. where i would be waiting for an fx bound to megamall/shangrila/crossing..

after almost 30 minutes of boredom (while waiting for the transpo), i finally got myself a ride.. i was surprised to know that there was a 3-peso increased in the fare.. a ride from Lifehomes to Megamall costed P15 before but now it's already P18..

anyway, i arrived at the San Miguel Properties Center at around 9:30 (my official time, which is 15 minutes advanced).. i thought i was late but no, i was among the earliest, if not the earliest..

my groupmate texted me that she's already there and she's staying at the San Mig Cafe.. i went there and stayed for i guess an hour or so, while waiting for our other groupmates.

ma'am des has called me twice asking when are we going to go up.. finally, our groupmate arrived and so we hurried to the seventh floor and prepared ourselves for the presentation..

it was VERY cold inside the HP Office.. and i could already feel my complaining tummy.. good thing there was Yellow Cab pizza to feed our hungry stomachs with..

finally, we were called to present at the puerto princesa room (we stayed at the bacolod room while waiting for our turn).. i was the first speaker and due to the extreme coldness inside the room, i felt numb, and for awhile, i couldn't speak..

despite and inspite of everything, the defective cd, the cold temperature, and everything else, still, we were able to get through.. we just sighed as soon as we got out of the room..

one down, one more to go.. i have a final paper due at 5pm.. i had second thoughts as to whether i'll do the paper in school or at home.. but after some time thinking which is a better choice, i decided to go home and do the paper in my PC.. one reason is that i'm no longer comfortable with what i was wearing (sandals with heels, slacks, three-fourths with black upper undergarment), and another was the possibility that i may get distracted at the sight of panicking students and some other factors..

i had only 2 hours to finish the paper so that added to the tension that i already feel..

fortunately, i was able to organize my thoughts and came up with a four-page paper..

but here's the twist: printing services are nowhere to be found. firewall's printer's broken, there's a power interruption in katipunan, and the last of the better options that i have, the computer shop at the back of vinzon's hall, has no ink..

hell. its 5pm already. i went to the shopping center, my last resort.. and thank goodness, i finally got hold of the printed paper..

i ran to the faculty center and i arrived just in the nick of time. the english department was about to close and the staff responsible for accepting submissions was already collecting the papers and placing them in the proper pigeonhole.. i hurriedly gave her my paper and whew! what a relief..

i called up my mother to release the tension that i feel..

i headed to the adoration chapel of our parish and when i got in, i immediately started crying.. i didn't mind even if i wasn't able to bring a hankie with me.. i just cried and cried and cried..

i was like "thank you Lord! i'm alive!"

when i felt that i've thanked God enough, and i have released what i supposed to release, including the tears, the tension, and everything else, i decided to leave..

before going home, i lighted a candle for my Lolo, his dad, my brother, my uncles, and everyone who has gone before us..

i went home to prepare myself for our baptism (SFC-CLP)..

salamat sa isang brother na may mabuting kalooban (sidh), sa kanyang pagpayag na makiangkas ako sa bike niya para hindi na ako mapagod sa paglalakad pauwi.. =)

when i got home, i had but one thing in mind: thank you Lord!