Ok, Tagalog this time...

Okey... dahil matagal-tagal na rin akong nde nakakapag-Tagalog dito sa aking mumunting blog. Baka Tag-lish kse medyo mahirap ang purong Filipino.

Pagkauwi ko kagabi, pagod sa trabaho, nagmano ako kay Mama at Papa. Sabi ni Papa, "Pag hinde umayos ang health mo, patitigilin ka namin sa eskwela next semester."

Health? What fucking health?

He was referring to my pimples. Tuwing nagpupuyat kse ako, nagfe-flare up yung mga pimples ko sa mukha, so yun. The previous night, I stayed up until about 5 AM to finish up a thermodynamics HW. I know, I know.. parents would normally rejoice in the fact that their college junior teen stays up late for academic reason. Well, not my parents. Dati pa ko gustong patigilin sa pag-aaral ni Papa. Hinde ko alam kung bakit pero I have my suspicions. Gusto nya kong itulad sa kanya na hindi nakatapos sa kolehiyo. Palibhasa, bata pa sya nun, wala syang interest sa pag-aaral kaya nag-barko na kagad sya at the age of seventeen. Now he found a reason para matulad ako sa kanya. drop-out.

Si mama? Well, usually, kontra si Mama sa idea na tumigil ako sa pag-aaral pero minsan nagiging sunud-sunuran lang sya sa mga "absurd ideas" ng aking ama. So yun.

Naiisip ko rin na talagang kontra lang sila sa lahat ng bagay na na-enjoy ko. My dad calls my models and books "basura." They hate the internet because I spend more time in it than trying to slave under them. Now, my school. I think they realized I am "enjoying school a lil bit too much" so they want me to stop for a semester. Imagine, I stay up late only for a stupid HW!?!? No, there's no concern for my health in it whatsoever. It's just normal for college-ppl to even not sleep from time to time to finish projects or HW's (Which I have never done EVER -- that night, I slept from 8-10 PM so I am well rested before I started on my HW). I can already see the grins on their faces if when I die. They would be so happy they don't have to be threatened by me anymore. No more money needed for college (which is another reason why they threaten to stop my college education even when I am maintaning a high GPA). They hate to see me read my airplane books or save my money so I can enjoy something I am passionate about.

And my dad. papa is a joke. no, really. He is the most stupid, corrupt, dishonest and close-minded man, no, person I have ever met. To put it from is own vocabulary, utak-biya (I think it translates to "mussel-minded"). Kanina lang, sinabihan namin sya ni Mama na wag nang bigyan si Branson ng pagkain pag nagbe-beg kase hindi na sya kumakain ng pagkain nya. Sagot nya "Wala kang karapatang i-correct ako. I-correct mo yung mga anak mo pag matanda ka na!" did I mention close-minded?

I think sya yung dahilan kaya third commandment yung "Thou shall honor thy father and mother." Sobrang hirap kasi gawin.

Mapapalakpak mo naman ang tenga nya pag nabalitaan kang may pera ka. Isa syang taong silaw sa kinang ng salapi. Malambing sya pag alam nyang bagong sweldo ka. Kung may okasyon, panay parinig sya ng mga gusto nyang matanggap. Sobrang nakaka-irita. Pag tumanda ako, wala syang maasahan sakin, ni isang kusing. Kay mama na lang ako magbibigay.