A Matter of Crap Ingenuity

I’ve got a short story due in a month.

And that’s not all. (Lol. Sounds like home shopping network)

I also need two poems and an essay ready by next month.

The essay would be easy to do, the poem just fine, but the short story… It’s another story. I have to admit I’m a bad fiction writer. Honestly I know I can’t write fiction. Really. During my junior year in hs, I almost flunked English because my short story was a total crap. It was sort of a horror story with crazy characters and there’s really nothing worthy about it. I’m lucky the teacher still gave me a passing grade, knowing that I can write really well, just don’t make me do fiction.

Another thing I’m worrying about this writing assignment is whether I would write in English or Filipino. I can write better in English. But to do so would be quite ironic. At one point, this course is about celebrating the Filipino ingenuity in Rizal, and though we are free to write in a language we are most comfortable at, I think it would be better to do it in Filipino. Problem is, I’m having a hard time writing in straight Filipino. And doing a Filipino paper using MS Word sucks.

Anyway, I think I’ll be spending much of my free time far from home for the next few weeks. There’s the tension again, I can sense it, and I know I have to run for cover before it builds up big time. Eventually it will cause nonsense fights and I don’t want to get into pointless ideological battles with pap again. I guess, it will be coffee shop afternoons again.

Home Economics

I’m not, by any way, a spoiled kid. It’s just that I’m not into doing house chores. 

So my kaboom super powers were put to the test. Today’s lesson is on home economics. 

9am. Too early. I woke up because everybody’s acting like crazy ants. Chaos! All were too busy moving around as if something’s looming over a deadline. And while they were moving about, they were barking errands to me. Hell. By noon, they were all out, gone, and I was left sitting in front of the TV. Dazed. It took me sometime before realizing that I’m today’s housekeeper. Panic!

Worst case scenario: Pan on fire. Panic!

As if they’re not cruel enough, they left the rice cooker half-empty. Tutong. Dunno how to cook this rice variant right, so the one option left is to do sinangag with the cold leftover in the fridge. Only, I’m afraid of the freakin’ stove. Lucky enough there’s ready-to-eat lechon kawali on the table.

Time to do the chores. Wash the dishes. Quite allergic to dishwashing liquid. Then, take the washed clothes to dry. Mom’s note: Arrange by color. Yeah. Like the color spectrum. Next. Sweep, dust over,… enough. I’m tired. Phew. I’m no superwoman.

While most people would consider that H.E.’s the easiest subject in school because it’s just about practical everyday routine, I have to say I totally disagree. I think language is the easiest. Everybody talks, just think how people love to gossip. Admit it. Lol.

That’s it for today, folks. Today’s lesson: home economics. I guess I did fairly… Quite a good job for someone so lazy…