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Summer's beginning in a week and I will be gone here. Away from my dad, away from my friends.
I never wanted to go. But I already made a decision and I know it could help me, especially my dad.
I arrange my things on my bed. Folding and ironing them. Uncle said I need not to do this for my things are already prepared there. I don't care, I want my things be clean and arrange before I leave.
"You still want me to take you to school tomorrow?" Dad asks.
"Of course. It's my last week."
"Sorry, but I can't today, or this week. I need to be at work at 5 A.M. We need to finish our project before Sunday or else the buyer won't buy it. And Mr. Jackson won't be happy about it."
"I hate it!" I snap like a child and dad just give me a laugh.

I enter the school grounds not even noticing any person. I hear them greet me but I didn't bother looking at them. I still feel sleepy and I don't feel like going here today either.
Ram is on the door when I approach the room. She looks at me and smiles. "You never told me."
"Tell you what?" I ask. I know there're a lot of things I haven't told her but I don't know what exactly she's talking about.
"Justine knew a long time ago. He told me just now. Why didn't you tell me?"
I look at her and I see that she'd disappointed. "He's the one who told me not to tell you." It's true. "I don't want to hide it from you but he said he wants to tell you about it himself."
"Okay then. So, what are we going to do this summer?" I didn't expect that question. She notices that it took me off guard and ask, "What? Will you be in different pace this summer?"
"Yeah. I'll be somewhere I don't even know. I thought Dad told you. He said he already told you." That was a lie. Dad never said anything like that.
"No, actually. He just said that you'll be busy but I didn't know you'll be gone."
"Sorry. I really thought Dad told you." I hate seeing that disappointed look in her face. I hug her and say, "I'm really sorry. I'll only be gone for 2 months. I don't know where I'll be going. Only Dad's boss knows it and he won't tell me. He said I'll only know when I'm already there."
And as she always is, she didn't ask any more questions about it.
I like her that way, and I know I'm going to miss her much during this summer. We always spent our summer together and I could never get used to not being with her. The outdoor picnics, hiking in some near forest, or just staying at home, watching movies, karaoke, and doing some experiments on whatever we'll find in the refrigerator and make some good foods. She could think a lot of ways for our summer just not to be bored.

"You still have something you didn't tell me." Ram asks during our lunch.
"What?" I say without taking my gaze in my food.
"What happened between you and Justine?"
I stare at her. I can't answer that question and I don't know what to say to her.
"Nothing…it's just…" I was interrupted when Justine sit beside me and answer her.
"I kissed her before the exams while we were studying and I told I love her." And then he gets up and walked away.
For a second I was speechless. I stand up and yell back at him, not caring about the eyes and ears around me, "You can't just kiss me and tell me you love me like that! No one has the right to kiss me."
Students in the cafeteria were staring at me and to Justine. I could hear the chatters building up and I run towards the rooftop. I'm so embarrassed that I wish I haven't done that. I lock the doors so no one could enter.
After a while I heard knocking at the door. At first, I hesitate to ask who is it, but then I thought, maybe it's just Ram, she's the only person that knows my hiding place.

I open the door slowly. When I saw Justine peering, I close the door immediately "I don't want to talk to you or to see you!" I say.
"I know. I just want to apologize properly. I shouldn't have told her. But I think she should know it." He says on the other side of the door. "Could you just please stop acting like a child? Everybody knows you're a boy and a weak one!"
"I don't care! Just leave me alone, will you?"
"I won't! Just give one good reason why I should leave you?"
"I…I…" What should I tell him? Is it because he embarrassed me in front of those students? That's what he's apologizing for. "I don't want to see you! I don't want to talk to you! I hate you!" then I ask myself, Do I really hate him? I can't find any enough reason to hate him.
There's silence on the other side of the door. For a moment, I thought he's gone. I almost turn the knob when he suddenly talks.
"I'm going now. Just take care with your training and…" He stopped for a while. I heard him sigh before he continues, "Whatever you said, or acted, won't change any of my feelings towards you."

Every day of that week, Ram and I eat lunch together and go home together. We only talk occasionally, asking if she got her assignment, if I could copy her notes. No one talk about summer, or even about Justine. And I'm thankful. Students in the school still didn't know I'm a girl. They only thought Justine is gay. I thought they favored him more than me but with that confession he made, girls thought he's gay for liking me.

Lesson #1

Firstly, Philippines have had so many dialects. In the southern part of the country alone, there are over 30 dialects spoken. Bisaya dialect is one of them. It is actually not that known, if we're referring to international languages, but it is one of the many dialects spoken in Philippines. Davao City and other surrounding cities use this dialect. But being the most populous and economically important city of Mindanao, most people in some provinces tend to learn Bisaya as they went to school or work in the city.

So, I hope this lesson could help you, in anyway. Just like, if you're thinking on visiting here in Davao City, or you just want to talk about someone behind their backs, you could use this as your secret language or something. Hahaha


The Basics

Singular form ::
               I/me – ako
               Mine - akoa.
               You – ikaw
               Your/s – imoha / imo
               He/Him/she/her – siya
               His/hers – iyaha / iya
Plural form ::
               You – kamo
               Yours – inyoha/ inyo
               They/ them – sila
               Theirs – ilaha/ ila
               We*/us – nato /kami/ kita/ namo
               Ours – atoa/ato
*WE is somewhat difficult to explain but maybe if I could give examples, you might understand.


Here, I'll be giving you some example sentences where you could use these words I gave.

•We need to go now.                       Kelangan na nato mulakaw karon.
 (telling this to your own group)
•We need to go now.                       Kelangan na namu mulakaw karon.
 (telling this to other person rather
   than to your own group)
•We are the ones who would go.        Kita ang mangadto.
 (telling this to your own group)
•We are the ones who would go.        Kami ang mangadto.
 (telling this to other person rather
   than to your own group)
•What is your name?                        Unsa imung pangalan?
•I am John Smith.                           Ako si John Smith.
•You? What's yours?                       Ikaw? Unsa imu?
•Is this your key?                           Imuha ning susi? / Imu ning susi?
•Yes, that is mine.                          Oo, akoa na.
•No, that is not mine                       Dili, dili na akoa./ dili na akoa. (just to avoid    
                                                     redundancies)
•Who is she/he?                           Kinsa na siya?
•Where do you live?                        Asa ka nag-puyo?
•When will you come back?               Kanus-a ka mubalik?
•How are you?                                Kumusta na ka?
•Okay, I guess.                              Okay na pud.
•I'm fine.                                       Okay lang.
•Good morning.                               Maayong buntag.
•Good afternoon.                            Maayong udto.
•Good evening.                               Maayong gabii.

VOCABULARY
 Need       - kelangan
 Go          - adto
 Name      - pangalan
 Yes         - oo
 No          - dili
 What      - unsa
 Who       - kinsa
 Where     - asa
 When      - kanus-a
 Good       - maau

That's all for now.. we'll continue in lesson 2..okie?? hehehe
any questions and suggestions, just comment.. ^^

it's already 2:53am on monday morning December 2.. assignments undone (didn't even looked at it) .. projects undone (didn't even try to take it out from the bag).. all to be pass on 8:00 am THIS MONDAY MORNING..

 yeah, i'm good.. hahaha

sooo.. my friend asked me if I could post an English to Bisaya Translation..

It's kind of funny for me cause Bisaya language is really not a popular language.. it's our native language here in the southern area of Philippines. So i asked her, "who would want to learn Bisaya language if they could learn Tagalog(our main language) which people could use if they visit here in Philippines? Wherever they go, whomever they talked to, Tagalog is more useful.."... she only smiled at me but after awhile she insisted and said it's just for fun..

 so now, i'll try giving some English to Bisaya Translations.. hahahahaha




....just for all honesty, i don't think someone is even interested in these..hahahahah

Thursday morning, before dad takes me to school, he left his bag at home. I ask him if he'll be going to work. He said he has a headache. So, after he took me to school, he went home immediately. I'm worried about him for the whole morning.  He never had a headache, or if he does, I don't think he'll say it. He knows I worry much if it comes to his health.
I go home immediately after classes, without even saying goodbye to Ram and Justine.  When I arrive, the lights are turned off. There's no sign that Dad is in here. I slowly walk to find the switch to turn the lights on. And then suddenly, I see someone on the couch.
"Who's there?" I say loudly so someone could hear me. That's when someone knocks on the front door.
"Hey, Elle, are you okay?" That's Justine's voice. "Elle?"
"Yes, I'm here. Wait let me get the door." I walk backwards the door, keeping my eye on the couch. I open the door and Justine smiles. His arms were at his back. And then, the light turns on and there are a lot of people in the room.

"SURPRISE!" they exclaims in choir.
"Happy birthday, dear." Dad walks towards me and embraces me so tightly. He chuckles and says, "I know you forgot. You were so busy with your studies and I know what's going through your little head." Everybody laughs.
I look at the faces of our visitors, the first I find is Ram, of course, and there's our neighbor, a lady who I think is in her 40's. And there are two men, who I think are coworkers of Dad. And Justine, who wore his biggest smile, and there's Dad's boss with his 2 body guards.
I never had so many visitors for my birthday before. It's always been my dad and me celebrating this day. And I am happy.
There's plenty of food on the table. I wonder if this came from uncle, Dad can't afford this much. There's spaghetti, ice cream, 3 layered cake, and for the first time in my life, I ate a pizza. I could only eat this foods during festivals and in only in the chief's house, when he invites the rest of the villagers to eat with his family.
They give me their gifts and they all want me to open it all. But Dad says, "Let her pick the first gift. I bet she'll open mine first." Then he smiles at me, giving me his gift.
It's a small box, just a size of my palm, wrapped with blue smooth paper. I love blue, I thought to myself. Then I tear the paper. It's a black box with a little key hole.
"Where's the key?" I ask dad and he give me his smile like he's up to something. I smile back with confusion.
"You'll have to find it." Then he laughs.
I'm so excited to know what's in this box that I suddenly get up and start looking anywhere. They all laugh at me like some kind of puppy looking for his hidden bone.
"You'll have to open all gift first before you could find it." Dad says while pointing on the pile of gifts.
"Ok, I'm going to do that after they're gone. Is it fine?" I asked them.
"Why not? It's fine by us," answered our old neighbor.
When the party's over, they bid goodbye to us. Uncle approaches me and greets me.
"I hope you'll like the gift I gave you." He smiles, as he always does.
"I bet I would." I smile back at him. "By the way, Uncle, what's your name? I didn't know your name and I call you 'Uncle.'"
"My name's Thomas Jackson. We have to go now. Their family's waiting for them at their house." He looks at his two bodyguards.
"Right. Have a safe trip, Uncle." And wave him goodbye until he's inside his car.
Other guests also bid their goodbyes and hug me and greet me. Ram embraces me so hard that I couldn't breathe. I push her and she kisses me on the cheek and says she had a great time and bid goodbye.
All of them went home already. All except Justine whose still talking with my dad. I approached them then they looked at me together.
"What are you talking about?" I ask them both. "Won't your family be looking for you? It's late already." I turn to Justine.
"I don't think so. They knew I'm here." He answers.
"I'm going to leave you two now. I need to rest for tomorrow. Elle, clean everything, okay?" then he goes to his room.

"Can I help you? You'll finish earlier if I will help." Justine broke the silence. I still feel awkward towards him especially when it's just the two of us.
"I'll do the dishes you clean the table and throw the garbage."
We worked silently for half an hour then he helps me with the dishes after his chores.
When we finished the dishes, he asks me if I could talk to him outside. I want to refuse but he insists that it's important. And I couldn't find any reason not to.
We walked through the woods far enough to see the house's lights. We stop and he breathes slowly but I could hear his heart beating fast.
"Why are you nervous?" I don't know why I asked that but then I start feeling nervous too.
"I…I'm not. But, could we stop this?" His eyes were pleading.
"What 'this'?"
"This. This awkward treatment. Not even looking at me or talking to me. I know what I did was wrong and I know you can't easily forget that. And I am so sorry."
"I know. I'm sorry for treating you like this. I just don't know how to act normal when every time I see you, I remember that thing you did." I can't even look at you, I want to say it but I thought better not to.
"Sorry. I want to give you this for your birthday. I don't know what color you like so I just choose my favorite color." He took a rectangular shaped box from his back pocket. It has no wrapping, just a plane box. I opened it and found a pendant. I can't see the color so I raised it up so the moonlight would offer some help.
It's blue, I thought. His favorite color is blue. Just like mine. As blue as the sky, not too dark and too light. It made me smile. I feel like hugging him but I control myself.
"Thanks. I like it."
He smiles and hugs me. I push him away.
"I love you." I was stunned when he says it. "You don't have to say anything. It's not a question. I only want you to know."
"You're making it worst." I said quietly but enough for him to hear and walk towards the house. He stops me again by pulling my arms.
"Go home." I pull my arms away from him. He lets go and I look in his eyes. "You shouldn't have said that."