No, I didn't participate today.
Though I've had my own experience of "No Panty Day." And even a "Side-B" day.
Call me gross, or whatevs, but it's true.
There was a time when I had classes from Monday to Saturday, and whole-day extra curricular on Sundays. So during that time, I almost had no wash day. I was always out from sun up to almost midnight.
Then one unfortunate day, I just ran out of panties to wear. To think that I have more than two dozens of panties! Hah! And because the night before that, I came home so late and so tired, I wasn't able to wash even one. So that day, I just slipped on my jeans, without undies.
Then there was another day I also ran out of panties. Since the panty I used the day before wasn't THAT soiled (I use panty liners kasi), I turned to Side-B, put a panty liner, and went on to class.
I even tried the Side-B thing with socks.
And so I have learned my lesson. The semester after that, I promised to myself that never again will I get classes scheduled on Monday and Saturday. And never again will I have extra curricular on Sundays. So that I will have two rest days and one wash day.
|"And why not? Why don't you just think about yourself, instead? Why would you sacrifice yourself for a country that doesn't even care about you when you can just walk away?"|
Two weeks ago, I went to National Bookstore branch to buy BO's latest book (yeah, I haven't read that one yet). But instead, I saw this one and bought it.
And I am glad.
It's really rare for me to come across books that are so beautifully written, like this one.
Yes, the way Ms. Scy Sze had written it may sound like it is a novel from the Creative Corner of candymag.com. But the way she described every emotion Rizal and Valentina felt will either bring you bliss or break your heart. And she took me into a journey to the Calamba and Dapitan of the past, as well as the present Ateneo.
Just how did Ms. Sze conceived the plot of this book? It is so beautiful and well-researched that I actually want it to be a true story. Haha! Anyway, this book may be able to change one's view of our National Hero. Like me, I've always wondered why in the world did Rizal want to learn 20+ different languages? Why did he become the National playboy? Why did he love Ateneo more than UST? If only this novel is a true story, it would have been a plausible explanation to my why's.
I wish this book could be turned into a movie. (Knock, knock, Star Cinema? Regal Films? Indie prods?)
P.S. Rizal's photo at the back part of the book was... uuugh! WHY WASN'T I BORN IN THE 1860's??? He's fricking hoooot!!!