WHEN I got back to our practice area after using the restroom, I thought we are done as well but... "Are you ready? Let's continue practicing." "Aren't we done yet?" "Today, we will complete the eight basic chords." Nakakainis naman. My fingers will break first before we finish the session. I want to cry. "Denise, for A minor, right fingertip on the 4th string and one on the 2nd." "Yes." It is karma to have short fingers as Nathaniel said. Can not reach what is destined for me. "Try playing." "I will do it." Trung~ "Wrong." "Umm." "Try again, Den. Try your best." I am trying! Ahh! I hate it. I want to go home. I don't want to play guitar anymore. "It's wrong when you play it like that. Press on the strings firmly. You are doing it as if you have no strength at all." The low voice that echoes is from Nathaniel who was sitting and watching me from afar. "I can't help it. Strings are too old and I am in pain." Then the guitar in my hand was openly taken by Nathaniel and rep
DENISE MERCULIO:Guys! I have good news!Yvonne Seriosa: You want to say that Nathaniel agreed to help you, right?Denise Merculio:How did you know?Yvonne Seriosa:Just guessing. Is that true?Kath Samonte:You could win the lottery.Yvonne Seriosa:How did you get him to agree? Was your body involved?What position did you get? Top or bottom? Haha!Denise Merculio:You are really dirty minded.Kath Samonte:You want to celebrate? Your freedom will be back soon.Denise Merculio: Celebrate, my ass. There's class tomorrow. Can we have coffee instead?Yvonne Seriosa:Do you know I don't drink coffee now?Denise Merculio:Really? Looking after your health?Yvonne Seriosa:No, I moved to Alcohol.Denise Merculio:The fuck?Kath Samonte: So what do you want us to do?Denise Merculio:Tell Green that Sarawat and I are dating. It's up to you on how you say it.Kath Samonte:Gotta bring our lying game on.Denise Merculio:Shh...Yvonne Seriosa:Leave it to us. We will prepare a plan.Denise
“BAGO tayo mag-umpisa sa ating training ngayon, may dalawang bagay akong ibubukas. Una, lahat ng miyembro ng guitar club ay kailangang mag-record ng isang clip at ipadala ito sa amin para ma-assess ang inyong progress. Yung mga marunong na mag-gitara ay dapat mag-play ng isang simpleng kanta. At para sa mga baguhan sa pag-aaral, mag-record kayo habang nag-pe-play ng basic eight chord at ipadala ito sa email na nakasulat sa board.” "Ugh... What's that?" Whining sounds filled the room. Especially my voice, the loudest of all people. This is the second day of music lessons and it should be something that really permeates the heart. But they are now giving us a lot of work. "Shhh. Silence. Anyone who doesn't send video clips will be removed from the club." said by Migs, the dictator. "We will die." "You won't die. Playing the guitar to show off to the boys can still be done. There are many people like that." "Kung gumagamit kayo ng F******k, puwede ninyong i-upload ito doon at i-tag
TODAY is the first promotional activity. I dragged myself to the central building where we have to distribute the leaflets to the students passing by. I also helped the club bring the instruments from the room to the cafeteria, leaving my friends discussing a strategy against Adrian. As you all know, the university cafeteria is the busiest place in the universe. But that's in my opinion. The seniors distributed the sheets to me and my clubmates, each with a thick stack of it. They then divided us in groups to distribute at some points where there are more people. Next is Nathaniel’s mission... to attract the attention of the people here. And when the good time has come... 5... 4... 3... 2...1..."Hello~" "Ahhhhhhh!""What. What are they doing here? Oh, that's Nathaniel.""Nathanielllll~" Damn! These girls are scary. They could see him from that far.It's like they have a telescope on their eyes.The song 'Abiut You' by The 1975 band comes in the midst of the screams from people in
I'm stunned as I look at the phone and see an Instagram post. Sinusubukan kong intindihin yung mga salita, paulit-ulit. Pero kahit gaano karaming beses kong subukan basahin, pareho pa rin ang resulta.@Nicolai - Is Nathan really flirting with Den? Really? No!!!As soon as I read that first comment, I wanted to grab my car keys and hurriedly buy betadine and plasters. Para lang makapaghanda na ako kung sakali mang sugurin ako ng mga fans ni Nathaniel sa buong campus. Sana lang ay maawa sila sa akin. Bakit nangyayari 'to? Anong dapat kong gawin? Inihagis ko yung cellphone ko palayo sa akin para makalayo sa problema.As I pitched my phone out, the door burst opened with a blazing light from a cat burglar, Yvonne. I see an aura of seven colors from her, damn! Who told you to wear these pants, huh? She looks like shit carrying a ton of papers. In fact, he was not a cat burglar. It was I who gave her a spare key earlier so that she could get in the room and I could see her homeworks. Lazine
Three minutes later, people began to arrive in turns until the entire room was full. I sat separately with Nathaniel from a different angle because we have different guitar teachers. Also, he can't practice because he has a soccer practice schedule. So the seniors let us both leave earlier than the others.But before we could pack up and leave, the door of the room was pushed by a dogmouthedsenior. Mr. Tomas, who appeared as if accompanied by a trumpet sound. But he did not come alone, he also brought someone. And...That's Adrian! Shit!"This is our new members. From now on they will be practicing the guitar with everyone. Get along well, and do not play with each other." When he finished, he pushed open the door and walked away leaving these creatures who will become one of our club's new members. Didn't you say that you will not accept many people?"Introduce yourself." Kim spoke with a gentle smile.Then I turn to Nathaniel and scrape my mouth, ready to cry as if I am asking for
Cat cafe is owned by an alumnus from the Faculty of Architecture.On a normal day like this, wala nang mas masaya kaysa sa pagkansela ng umagang klase. What a great life. At this point, we are addicted to skipping class. It is becoming one of our nature. We would bring ourselves to sit chicly at the cafe in front of the Agriculture faculty.We really like the atmosphere here. Once we are fascinated with a store like this, we will stay here until the store closes. But the thing is, we need to arrive early here because if we will come late, this place will be filled by those muscular students wearing the engineering uniform. Some looked annoying but my friends and I are not afraid of them."Anong gusto niyong orderin?" Said Kat who was sitting on the sofa. Her eyes stared at the opposite table without blinking. Damn, if her eyes had legs, maybe she would end up looking for the boy on the other side."Anything," I answer."Anything." Yvonne says, too.All these stupid fucks who don't kno
I have been sitting here at Cat's Cafe for hours. At about noon, we are hoping to go get something to eat then go to our afternoon class. Yvonne and Kat put their copied homework into their bags. I separate from them to go to the toilet as I need to poop. I sit for a while and I hear someone walk in.I try really hard to fart quietly and poop politely, so I don't interrupt them. However, the person outside the stall is interrupting my private time with his guitar. I try not to scream at him out loud. I quickly finish my business, so I can get out tothrow a tantrum. And I actually get to throw it because the person on the sink counter is the popular guy. The guy that everyone admires and worships he is too perfect."It's you. Fucking Nathaniel! Why play the guitar here? It's annoying.""None of your business. I can play wherever I want.""Right." Arguing with him is a waste of energy, so I walked while stomping my feet to the sink and washed my hands. In a moment I realized that one o