Misadventures of Utakgago: Part 1.

I’m so dumb; well, setting aside my arrogance which has been growing enormously – I’m the cutest dumb ever. At least. But still, I’m dumb and nothing can change this fucking attitude.

I forgot my clearance today!

And it is the most important thing above all things needed for an exam. By the time I arrived at the classroom, I checked the things I got and forgot the clearance. Plus, I also forgot my calculator which is needed for my Electronics exam – you know, converting ohms to currents and getting the voltage from the amperes and the watts.

I simply panicked by doing nothing; looking past the window and analyzing my very unfortunate morning. I didn’t expect this one.

Charmaine, a classmate asked me the very problem of my pouting (though I’m not pouting at all, just too lonely to accept my fate for this day). I’ve been relentlessly agonizing with my misfortune, but as I put it – there are solutions to this problem. I won’t let my day be ruined by a single clearance!

I walked so long from the High School Building to the Main Gate of our school to go home and look for my clearance, and also for my calculator. Though I’ve been saving money for my personal stuffs – this is urgently needed. I went outside without the guard noticing me; but then – there’s no tricycle to fetch me from the school to McArthur Highway. I went inside the school again and found a tricycle.

By the time that the tricycle is passing the Main Gate, the guard noticed me. The tricycle stopped. Damn! I then confronted the guard to let me out of this hell since I can’t get any test at all without my clearance. His relaxing tone made me feel very insulted. I can’t go out of the school once I’m in the school – except if I’d get a gate pass from one of my teachers.

That’s fucking 6:30 in the morning! Teachers are still sleeping back then.

Pano yan, hindi ako makakapag-test? Ganon?

Pinagbabawal po kasi ni Sister ang paglabas ng mga estudyante eh. Kumuha ka na lang ng gate pass kay Ma’am Pascual or sa adviser mo.

Eh wala pa ngang teacher sa loob!

Maghintay ka muna. Maaga lagi yung si Ma’am Pascual.

Ano naman sakin? (Sometimes, we need to break rules! Pakyu!)

I went back to the High School building, very depressed and a bit victorious over my argument with the guard; though I’m still stuck in the school. Another plan is to text my Dad to deliver my clearance to school; but he’s at work by then. The only refuge is the critters – err, the maids*. But, I dunno their cellphone number!

I went straight to a classmate who illegally brings cellphone at school. I texted my Dad to forward me the maid’s number but I’ve got no reply. Time is running. Then – the Flag Ceremony started.

I went with a friend to the Phone Booth and called our house: no answer. Maybe the maids are still sleeping, or eating their breakfast without even noticing their fone. Maybe they have their own eardrums plugged into a speaker. Whatever. With five attempts, there’s no response. Damn, where are the maids (there are only two maids here in our house; both are to cook, and to clean the house, the laundry, the ironing and the stuff)!

I texted my Dad once again using another number, and thank God – my Dad called the cellphone. I then told him to send the maid’s number. He forwarded it to me, then I texted our maid and told her to get the beige-colored folder inside a green paper bag together with a receipt *blahblah*.

She arrived at school during Recess. I skipped the PEHMA exams because of lack of clearance. (Skipping a test would mean to say – I need to take the special exams which has an additional payment of 50 pesos per test) At least.

MORAL STORY: Don’t fuck with me. (Watch Palahniuk’s Fight Club and you’ll get it) Ha-ha.

*Don’t get me wrong. I’m not belittling the maids, I’m just too pissed off with them because of certain reasons.

~ by utakgago on October 16, 2006.