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OJT, Part 5/12







April 25, 2011
8:16 PM




"Charmaigne!"

"Sir?"

"Thank you for that... wonderful conversation."

"Wala yun Sir, next time ulit. Ba-bye..."


April 26, 2011
10:22 AM

"Charmaigne."

"Huh?"

"Smile!"

"Sir! Ginulat nyo naman ako. Oily pa mukha ko, teka, di nyo man lang ako pinagpulbos..."

"Ok lang yan, kaya nga tinawag na stolen shot di ba."

"Hala! Ang pangit ko d'yan..."

"Nah. Anyway, meet my first love - photography."

"Talaga?"

"Yeah. When I was a kid, I really dreamed of being a photographer, my Lola gave me my first SLR back in High School, di pa uso digital nun. Pero ayaw ni Papa, wala daw future sa photography. So, I took up Computer Engineering and here I am."

"Aww... Hindi pa naman huli ang lahat Sir, pwede ka pa namang bumalik."

"Nah, hindi na. I gave up my dream already."

"Nooo, Sir, huwag kayong sumuko. Sabi nga di ba, obligasyon natin sa sarili natin na tuparin ang mga pangarap natin. Hindi natin dapat pinapansin yung mga taong haharang sa 'tin. "

"I don't know... I mean, what for? I have a stable job, I'm satisfied with what I'm earning, and I'm happy with this."

"Pero hindi naman tayo nangangarap para sa pera, 'di ba? Natural na sa atin ang mangarap, at sa tingin ko, bawat tao eh binigyan ng kapasidad na tuparin ang mga pangarap niya. Example, kayo Sir, pangarap niyong maging photographer; kung sa tingin n'yo meron naman kayong "artistic eye" at creativity sa pagkuha ng mga pictures, anong dahilan para hindi n'yo tuparin ang pangarap n'yo? Ako, gusto kong maging writer, sa tingin ko naman meron akong talent sa pagsusulat. Yun nga lang ang talent ko eh, di ako marunong sumayaw, sintunado ako, hindi ako magaling mag-drowing. Sa pagsusulat ko nai-express yung nararamdaman ko. Gusto ko sanang mag-aral sa UP para makakuha ng formal training sa pagsusulat, hindi nga lang ako nakapasa. Gusto nila Mama nun, mag-Nursing ako para daw makapag-abroad, pero ayoko naman ng ganun, hindi naman yun ang pangarap ko eh. Naghanap ako ng mapapasukan, pero hindi kaya ng bulsa nila Papa. Pumasok akong PUP, gusto ko sana Journalism, kaya lang... pinagbigyan ko na lang din sila Papa, kaya nag-ComSci ako."

"Well... too bad."

"Naintindihan ko naman sila, alam ko naman yung sitwasyon namin, pero hindi yun naging hadlang sa pagtupad ko ng gusto ko. Nag-dyaryo ako, nag-take ako ng mga training, sumali ako sa Palanca, ok lang kahit hindi nanalo. Lahat yun, steps para ma-achieve ko yung dream ko."

"..."

"Wala nang mas nakakalungkot pang tingnan kundi ang isang tao na, may kakayahang tuparin ang mga pangarap niya, pero wala siyang ginawa para dito."

"Right..."

"Tingnan mo, kung hindi nagsikap mga scientist noon 'di sana 'di pa tayo nakatira sa Jupiter ngayon, di ba?"

"What the-? Hindi naman tayo nakatira sa Jupiter ngayon ah?"

"Yun na nga yung point, di ba?"

"Wha-? Ha ha ha!! Alam mo... alam mo, I don't know where you get these jokes... I don't know if I'll laugh or.. Ha ha!! For a moment there I thought you were being serious... but then. Ha ha!!"

"Ha ha ha!! Seryoso naman po ako Sir eh, wala lang, bigla ko lang naalala si Bob Ong."

"Who?"

"Bob Ong, Stainless Longganisa."

"Ow..."

"Hindi nyo kilala si Bob Ong?"

"Nnoo... I've never heard of him."

"Grabe, hindi nyo kilala si Bob Ong? Hindi nyo pa nababasa mga libro niya?"

"I don't read books anymore. Back in College, mahilig ako, pero ngayon, time is the enemy. I remember recently, a friend gave me this book 'The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo' by Stieg Larsson and I haven't touched it ever since. Mahirap kasing ma-attach sa pagbabasa, masyadong maraming oras na makakain. It looks interesting though, I heard they're making a movie out of it, I guess yun na lang ang papanoorin ko, 2 hours, then tapos na. That's what I did with the last Harry Potter book."

"Maiksi lang naman mga libro ni Bob eh.. first name basis talaga eh no, feeling close. Ha ha! Try n'yo basahin Sir, maganda. Puno ng humor, pero marami ring matutunan na lessons sa buhay. Nakaka-inspire pa... "

"Oh well, pag napadaan ako ng Fully Booked, try ko maghanap."

"Gusto nyo, pahiramin ko na lang kayo. Kumpleto ko 8 books niya."

"8 books? Whoa, I can't read that, at this rate, that would take half a year to finish all."

"Hindi, maiksi lang talaga mga libro niya, promise."

"Ok. I'll look forward to it. So... by the way, I forwarded na the client's comments since last time. Wala pa si Gina, half-day lang ata siya ngayon, pero, sabi niya, nag-iwan naman daw siya ng tasks sa 'yo."

"Sige po."


April 27, 2011
9:02 AM

"Sir! Dala ko na. Lahat. Ayan oh..."

"Wow, you're really serious, huh?"

"Siyempre. 8 books: Green book, Yellow Book, Black Book, Orange Book, White Book, Red Book, ahh... Silver Book? Ha ha, di ko alam... and Purple Book."

"Nice. So you expect me read this all, before your OJT ends?"

"Kayo po.. kayo bahala, kung kaya niyo. Pero matatapos n'yo naman yan agad. Itong Alamat ng Gubat, binasa ko lang to sa National Book Store, natapos ko, cover to cover, nakatayo. Pagkatapos kong basahin, saka ko lang siya binili. Matatapos nyo yan lahat agad."

"Let's hope so. Kasi 'di ba, how am I supposed to return these kung wala ka na dito, 'di ba?"

"Oo nga no..."

"Wait, anong uunahin ko dito?"


April 29, 2011
12:06 PM

"Sir, tapos n'yo na?"

"What? Hindi pa. Ha ha! Ang dami kaya nun."

"Sige po."

"Anyway, wait. Do you have any plans tonight?"

"Po?"

"First day screening ng Thor today. Wanna come?"

"Sine?"

"Yup, sa Mega."

"Ah..."

"Actually, I was just kidding. I already bought tickets, so you have no choice but to come."

"Ganun? Pilitan?"

"No. Aw, that was the joke part... argh! I told you I'm not good at jokes... Sorry. But if you don't want to come, it's okay."

"Ah, hindi, ok lang po. Magpapaalam lang po muna ako sa bahay."



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