As they say, "In every dark cloud is a silver lining"...
My first few weeks have truly been sunny throughout 2009. I have successively received good news from varying sources. All ups, no downs. Not until this very afternoon.
I woke up pretty excited today since my family and I was planning to go to Cebu for the weekend... I counted the hours until our classes would end. I even askeed permission from our adviser and English teacher that I'll be going home early. My bags were packd and we were all ready to go by 5pm. I even brought my books and reviewers with me.
As we were heading towards the boundary of Labangan, I texted our adviser in broadcasting to ask for an update on the Seminar-workshop on Broadcasting to be held in Ateneo de Zamboanga this coming Dec. 23-25, it's in conflict with my sked for the VP Noli de Castro Awards in CDO. She then told me that Maam Sangkula, the div. supervisor for Filipino, said that they wouldn't consider my absence and exclude me from the team if I wasn't able to attend the seminar. I was CRUSHED!!! I couldn't help but cry. Like, this was supposed to be my last year in the NSPC. Aren't the past awards I won for the Region enough for me to be considered this time?? I was the News Anchor for Reg.9 for two years and I can truly say that I, together with varying teammates, have held Zamboanga Peninsula's name to the pedestal. I was even promised in the RSPC by Mam Pilar Rico, Regional Head for the Secondary Dept., that I'll surely be going to Naga even if I don't win in my individual category. She assured that to me twice. I love broadcasting. My NSPC experiences were the highlights of my High School year. It was in this event that I have achieved my highest award in a contest. This is why I can't just miss this last chance. I had to choose. I couldn't miss either yet I couldn't attend them both at the same time. This is agonizing!!! I still have time. I have to find a way.
I slept in the car until we finally arrived in Ozamis by 6:15. Since our schedule for departure was still 8pm, we decided to attend a birthday party. As we arrived at the venue and were about to get out of the car, my mom's phone rang. She seemed worried. Her friend told her that the boat was to depart by 6pm. We then rushed to the pier to check whether it was true. As we approached the gates, the port was quiet and empty. The guard told us that the boat had already taken off. I was devastated!!! I have sacrificed a lot of my time for this trip and they're just gonna leave us behind with half of the other passengers whom they did not inform?! I felt really mad at the shipping lines. They were so irresponsible. They left us missing all the fun we should've had if our trip wasn't cancelled.
We left the port with dismay and went back to the party. We really wanted to go to Cebu so we thougt of riding a plane or going through a landtrip. But it was all impossible. We couldn't do anything but eat and go home. My head started to ache and my body was struck down by extreme dissapointment. I was headed for a fever. Good thing my mom brought Paracetamol.
We went home without any hope. We just came to the point of laughing to what has happened to us. My dad thought that it was better that our trip was cancelled. Besides, the seas were turbulent and the winds were restless. Anything could happen. Maybe we were just meant to spent our Fiesta here in Pagadian. Maybe God has better plans for us this weekend.
After weeks of sunshine and blue skies, finally, the dark cloud has showed up. Will there be more of them the next few days?! I hope not. Coz surely, the silver lining will show up soon... And only God knows when that will be.
-mich^^-