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“How do you know if your feelings or your love are true?” Ms. Jennifer asked in the middle of her discussion in philosophy. “How about you, Rein?”
Rein was a little bit surprised, but just ended up slowly standing up and exhaling. I don't know if it's intentional. Not to be a gossiper, but we find out that she has never been in a relationship or been in love since birth, and she doesn't know how to love at all. She has a lot of suitors, but none of them have hooked her heart. Siguro ay mataas ang standard n'ya sa mga lalaki o kaya naman ay may secret relationship s'ya.
His father was a governor of our town at hindi na ako magtataka kung strikto sa kan'ya ang tatay niya.
“I think, ma'am, love is something we feel unforced, yet it gives you peace and doesn't hurt you at all,” she exclaimed, which is pretty lame for me. Naupo naman siya ng may ngiti sa labi habang si Ms. Jennifer naman ay napatango sa sagot niya.
I know she's wrong. Love wasn't like that. I don't know the exact definition of love, but I know it is different from what we expect. Oo, it is more genuine if it's an unforced feeling, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't hurt you. Ika-nga sa kanta ni Ed Sheeran, 'loving can hurt sometimes,'
“Hey,” my seatmate, Shaun. Nabaling ang tingin ko sa kan'ya na may kunot sa noo habang nagpatuloy naman sa pagdidiscuss si Ms. Jennifer “How's your application form for college?”
“I haven't passed it yet. Hindi pa ako sigurado sa kukunin kong kurso.” nahalata ko naman ang pagkagulat sa mata n'ya.
Marami talaga akong kurso na gustong kuhanin pero lahat ng 'yon ay hindi ko alam kung mapapanagutan ko ba hanggang dulo.
“Really? Ano bang kursokukuhanin mo?” He asked, then grabbed his pen and he started taking down notes while Ms. Jennifer discussed. Sa tanong n'ya ay pumasok na agad sa isip ko ang isang kurso na pinapangarap ko simula bata pa.
"Architecture, sana, but I can sense that it wasn't my father's preferred course to take.” kinuha ko na rin ang ballpen ko para magnotes. Naalala ko na Philosophy nga pala ang humahatak ng grades ko pataas sa mga major subjects. Lakingpasasalamat ko na may mga teacher na matataasmagbigay ng grades.
“Ask your dad first malay mo naman pumayag s'ya.” dama ko sa boses ni Shaun ang sinseridad. Kahit hindi s'ya nakatingin sa akin alam ko na nag-aalala rin s'ya.
“Paano kung hindi?” I exclaimed. I know dad was the kindest father I have, and I don't wish for another but he's not fond of art, and I doubt he will let me. Hindi n'ya nga ako pinayagan na sumali sa art club and he took my canvases.
I tried asking him why but he leave me no words. He always leave me no words.
Shaun stopped writing and looked at me seriously. Wala akong mabasa na emosyon sa kan'ya. His ocean eyes was to deep to read. “It's up to you. Either susunod ka and take another course or continue architecture since it's your future that's on the line.”
