“Awa Lagi Ba!”

My day was cut short when the instructor for our 3 p.m. class didn’t show up. I was left with a forfeited hour of knowledge expansion. I could compensate, yes. But it won’t be the same.

Anyways, as me and my friends were exiting the school to head home, I felt this peculiar feeling of unwillingness to go home. I felt like there was something that I still needed to do before going home. I was a little hesistant to go out of the school, actually. But I heard a hint of roar from the heavens. And I looked up the sky seeing an indication of a downpour. So I decided to not let my instincts rule me.

So then. There I was, hailing a cab, opting for home. (Unsay cab! Tricycle gud to, uy…pa cab cab lang arong sosi kuno..hihihi!) I passed by the church to light a candle and I heard a singing of entrance hymn. And I was like…’what is a mass doing at this time of the day?’. I decided to attend the mass and was about to enter the church when I saw a bride and a groom situated in front of the presider. And I was like…”Ooopss…wrong mass. Balik, balik.” So then I just went with my original plan and lit a candle, instead.

After lighting a candle, I walked home. All relaxed and reflective on what I would do with the rest of the shortened day. Study for tomorrow’s quiz. Flip a few(or a lot of) pages in my borrowed Runaway Jury. Blog. Those were what my mind was rumbling. But my stomach was shouting only one thing…EAT.

So I ate. As I got home, I directly headed for the fridge to see what I could possibly munch to appease the grumbling one. I was all relaxed, yes, but still, the feeling of leaving something undone back in school bothered me. Even after I finished the meal, I still wasn’t relieved. Hmm…ngano kaha, I asked myself.

Well, I got the answer two seconds later, when I checked my phone for a message and an unknown sender sent me a message saying Dacky, Sir says we’ll be having classes during the lab period this 4 p.m. Ngak! I reacted in three simple words…”Awa lagi ba!”.

I read the message 30 minutes too late. It was raining, too — a second reason why I couldn’t go back anymore.

Instincts. Tsk tsk. How could I have been so stupid to not trust what my instincts were telling me. Have I forgotten that I’ve once been spared of possible danger because of it? Hmm. I know better the next time, though.

Just as Alanis says it — you live, you learn.