Stiff Neck

Ang hindi marunong lumingon sa pinanggalingan... may stiff neck.

Minsan, may mga pagkakataon na gusto kong tanungin: "Ako ba ay may telepathic powers na pag inisip ko, minsa'y nagkakatotoo?"

Kasi, may mga instances na nag-aala-Ray Aguas ako when he imitates God by making some thought materialize. Ganito niya ida-dramatize iyon. Iisipin ni God ang 'tomatoes' (nang nakalagay sa ulo ang kamay niya). Tapos pag ibinaba na ni God yung kamay niya at sumigaw ng "tomatoes!", <ka-ching!> lalabas na yung tomatoes sa kamay niya.

Minsan talaga, weird na nagkakatotoo ang ilang pinagmumuni-munian natin.

Noong semestral break, pinapangarap ko na maging Sci10 teacher si Ma'am Achoot Cuyegkeng. Syempre, di ko pa alam yung odds na hinaharap ko pag enlistment time na. So I was pretty wishing and hoping na matuloy nga yung pinapangarap ko.

Halfway through the sembreak, naglalakad ako sa may Zen Garden nang makasalubong ko si Ma'am Cuyegkeng. Syempre, dahil kilala lang niya ako that time as a Guidoneer, simpleng 'hi!' lang ang ipinarating ko sa kanya.

Nag-smile naman siya pabalik.

Hindi ko inakalang magiging teacher ko siya for Sci10 this semester.

Similarly, ngayong mga nakaraang araw, may iniisip akong isang nilalang. Yung kaisa-isang nilalang na gasgas na ang pagkakabanggit sa blog na ito, pero importante pa rin sa akin anyway. Siya yung dahilan kung bakit tila nasa langit ako noong first year, second sem. Malapit na rin kasi yung araw kung kelan una akong nag-'hi!' sa kanya (actually today iyon, December 7), at naaalala ko yung mga pinaggagagawa ko back then. Nagkatipun-tipon kami ng 2 friends ko online, at nagkumustahan. Napag-usapan rin yung kabaliwan ko noong nakaraang taon, at kung paano ako nabubuhay one year after.

Kinaumagahan, matinung-matino ang mood ko. Ma'am Cuyegkeng day kasi eh (sori na, idol ko kasi siya eh), so dapat good mood ako. Nakapila ako sa tricycle terminal nang biglang mapansin kong paparating siya - yung sinasabi ko sa previousparagraph. As a way of moving on, pinilit ko nang mag-smile; para at least, kung mapansin niya, ay mas lalong gumanda ang mood ko at makumusta siya after 9 months. Pero ayun, dire-diretso siya na parang sundalong inutusang mag-forward march. Parang walang nakita. Parang may stiff neck.

E bakit di ka nag-"hi!"?

Kasi kumplikado ang dahilan kung bakit kaya huwag mo nang alamin.

Pero in general, nakakainis ang mga taong may 'stiff neck'. Syempre, literally wala naman siyang stiff neck noong araw na iyon kasi kung meron, matatawa na lang ako nang matindi. Pero gets? Ang hirap talaga kung nakikipagplastikan ka sa isang tao, let alone isang taong pinilit mo lang kilalanin because you liked her sensibility and wit. At dahil may natuklasan lang siyang hindi niya dapat nalaman, ay nagbago na ang lahat.

Ni hindi ka man lang niya binigyan ng benefit of the doubt.

At iyon ang masakit sa akin.

Kaya ngayon, December 7, 2008, minamarkahan ko ang isang taon mula nang mag-'hi!' ako sa kanya. Nakakatawa, kung tutuusin, at may karapatan kayong tumawa. Pero iyon lang ang punto ko, nakakainis ang mga taong may stiff neck. Feeling nila kasi, sila lang ang tama.

Now if only I could straighten up her neck slowly but surely... HAHA!

Below "The Line"

The primary advantage to having a two-hour PE class is having it only once a week. Although the drawback is the session lasting two hours, the once-a-week meeting is enough to compensate for the two hours. And that, I find quite comforting.

Thing is, if something good (or bad) happens during PE class, the tendency is to bring it for an entire week. Just like what happened to me last week, November 28.

November 28 is the first real session of yoga class. Since classes were called off the week prior to the 28th for Faculty Day, we had our session considerably (but not alarmingly) delayed.

So we began the mini-lecture. Mr. Iriola briefed us about the day's positions and let us jog for 5 minutes around the Martial Arts Center. We then took our posts for the actual 'practice' (as he calls it) and began the routines. Everything was going well, save for the imbalances happening to me and the others occasionally, until we laid flat on the floor.

I don't know what pose that was, but I remember it had something to do with arm endurance. Being so, we assumed the push-up position and held it up there for 5 long breaths. Sir Iriola reminded us that the ultimate goal of yoga is to clear up your mind. So we were given the stern advice to keep our heads clear of anything - acads, org work, and little stressors of college life. My case, however, proved to be a tad different.

There was this girl in our class. She was friends with the girlfriend of my coursemate, so there's this probability that she is also of the same course as mine. But that's not really the case in here, because the issue at hand is the way she dressed - something which is interesting and scary at the same time.

Jogging pants are pretty unpredictable. Depending on the brand, you can surmise the type of material and its stretchability. Okay, presumably all jogging pants are stretchable. And you know what happens when too much stretching occurs: either it gets ripped or little boxes show on the material, giving you a good image of what's inside that clothing. And since yoga is a very stretchy class, you should expect people's butts pointed towards the sky. What happens, then, if the stretchy material gets worn on a very stretchy class?

You get a very stretchy view of what's below that stretchy fabric.

And that was what Ms. Stretchy Girl  wore back then.

Whenever we were told to go 'bottoms up', the stretchiness of the fabric played its trick and then I had a view of what is down there. I really wouldn't mind if she was wearing ordinary panties, at least the butt cheeks wouldn't be that noticeable.

But no.

Because Ms. Stretchy Girl was actually wearing a thong.

Well, I appreciated the 'view', but I neverexpected to be an EXCLUSIVE preview to some girl's bare butt in a thong! (putik, akala ko sa porno ko lang makikita yun eh!)

I don't know if I should call it a good thing that I didn't see IT - because one wrong move (from her) would show it - in all its...uh, glory?

I may look/sound like a pervert here, but to some extent I am concerned for this girl because she might be looked upon by the others as well. Maybe it's just me, but I still hold principles close to my heart; and that decency and sobriety are essential parts of it.

If I would be able to talk to this girl in a highly impersonal manner, I would really suggest to her that she wear clothes that don't stretch too much to be revealing already. Because other people might see and make a spectacle out of it. You know naman the world of guys, one revealing encounter is sure to be embedded in his mind for ages. I'm not saying I'm immune nor part of them; it's just that I'm after this girl's respectability kasi she doesn't want to be looked in that light anyway.

I'm reading way too much into this, but yun lang ang punto ko - dress appropriately.