Thursday, September 11, 2008

Being a UST student

To those who know me well, I've had a my fair share of mishaps, lost phones, ugh moments when I just forget something and lose it in the process (to be honest, most of the somethings I forget are either not mine, or are very expensive), and in my inner circle of friends I rant in their top 3 of people who keep on losing their phones, I either take the first place or the second.

But what does this brief Vincent-history got to do with this post? Well, majority of those "accidents" happened while I was on a jeepney. Except the first cp I lost, majority of my missing cp stories are all centered on the jeep.

Nakakatawa man isipin pero sa kabata-batang edad kong ito napaka makalimutin ko na...

An example of one of the many stupid things that happened before was when I lost a semi-replaced cp from when I was going home from Araneta after I watched an ADMU-DLSU UAAP basketball match.

It happened when I was at Buendia on the long stretch of road jeeps have to take to get over the other side. I was actually sleeping on the jeep, clutching the borrowed cp because I was texting my then gf, in hopes to keep me awake so that I won't let the cp fall off my hand again. Yep, me dozing off was not part of the plan, and instead of being of help, my plan backfired. Why?

1. Nakatulog ako - so apparently, the hoping to stay awake long enough plan goes down the drain.

2. I was cluthing the cp on my hand while I was still asleep - do I need to elaborate this more?

3. Did I say I was at the end part of the jeep? - this would be important as the story progresses.

So anyway, while the jeep was on its merry way, my phone slipped from my hand, with me still groggy I just saw it bounce of the jeep's floor (remember that I was at the end part of the jeep?) and fell into the dark streets of Buendia. All I could do was stare blankly at the spot where my cp bounced off and wonder why the hell did it happen?

But that's not all, when I got near my stop, I immediately went home, and borrowed my father's cp without telling him why. I changed clothes and set out on finding my missing cp, thankfully I memorized my gf's number that time and I told her what happened. Of course she was concerned and I asked her to try calling the phone, to which she replied that it was still ringing.

I told her my plan, as I changed, though she was hesitant about it I still pushed on with the plan. I went out of our gate, and set out on finding on foot my missing CP, with her on the line, trying to contact it, I was walking on along libertad-taft hoping to get a glimpse of my missing phone.

Sadly, I never found my cp... I even circled Buendia and was planning to continue on with the search but my gf decided that I should go home, because it was alrady past midnight.

The phone that I lost then also had a story to tell, but maybe I'll leave it later cause it's another jeepney story.

-Vincent Haoson