Life is a chienne

Shit happens.

Yesterday I received a death threat. Well, not really a death threat, just a threat. Also, by "I", I meant Rachel (my sort of best bud in ALCHEMES), who received it through text from an anonymous sender. It goes like this:

"hoy sbhn mo dyn s mara n yn n wg nya kng tntguan kng ayaw nyng mdmay lhat kauspn nya ko hndi ung pra ung pusa n ngttgo. F u a"

What the hell?! Bloody idiot even disregards his/ her vowels! Point is, if any one of you guys knows who the owner of this number- 09099793466- is, please do tell me.

Bloody idiot ruined my nerves. I could not go anywhere in UP without a companion for fear of having muriatic acid splashed on my face. My first instinct when I read this message told me to immediately tell the biggest, most bodyguard-looking close friend in the vicinity, who was Ralph Villa.* 

I suspect he began to speculate what secret life I must be living to warrant such threat. He kept asking me what have I done or whom have I offended. I assured him that I am a Catholic high school graduate and had been consistently receiving unbelievably high GMRC marks. That I had never been on the receiving end of a serious "fuck you" message, except from him- Ralph. And that "fuck you" from Ralph, if I remember correctly, was said in an endearing manner as a reply to my coquettish greeting to him.

Arman overheard our conversation and told me not to take such message seriously. Jeff Tsai told a death threat-related joke. I did not get it. I laughed. Ralph told me it could be a plot to prevent me from concentrating on studying for my ES13 exam on Monday. I semi-agreed. Rachel and I began to formulate other theories, one of them quite hilarious, and therefore unlikely.

My nerves were horribly shattered. I pretended not to give a damn all through ChE's 134 and 122. I failed miserably, Jeff and Rachel (seatmates) could sense my paranoia. It was stupid to be paranoid since the sender might have intended it to be a joke.

ChE 134 that day was horrible. I could not digest a single lesson, which was quite common as I believe nobody else fully understood the lecture. Our group's proposal for the design-design thing had been turned down. Again. It is possible that we remain the only proposal-less group.

ChE 122 that day was equally horrible. I was possibly marked "absent". In a cruel twist of fate, my group was called to recite during the thirty seconds I left the room for a biological break. 

Ay, ayay! I have a threat and I'm stunned.

I am scared that I might have unknowingly and unintentionally offended someone. It disturbs me because when I offend someone, I want it known and intentional.

I am not hiding from anyone, by the way.

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The better person in me, let's call her "Bel", told me I should just focus on positive energy. Thinking negative attracts negative events. I don't know how the creators of that dvd documentary "The Secret" came up with this logic, I suppose they said it to spite the (scientific) Law of Attraction.**

I walked home in the rain that night. I did it for that dramatic effect so that when people see me they'd think I must be a hopeless romantic! Also, it was Friday, so in case I get sick- I'll have two days of recovery.***

I began counting things I'm grateful for...like I retained about 60% of what I learned in Chem 153 and other stuff. Then, as I was emanating positive energy, I stepped on a puddle of rainwater and piss. Great. I could tell it had piss, dog's or man's, I can't really care. I thought happy thoughts...

I got an advance happy birthday gift from Ervin- a dvd of the two Futurama movies. So what if every conversation I ever had with him turned out to be bloodletting activities? He still burned a dvd for me, which was a very kind thing to do.

I reached home, reeking of piss. Our dvd player won't play the dvd.

* My second instinct told me to tell everyone else of this "threat".

** My dear friend Cubsie lent me a dvd of "The Secret". Basically, it is about this mystic Law of Attraction- positive attracts positive. When you want something or someone, you just have to think you or you'll have it, and voila! It will come to you.

Cubsie lent me this dvd with the intention to help me improve my "affair", so that, in his words "para hindi ka na mahirapang i-seduce si ano!". Cubsie, you're the best!

I employ this mystic Law of Attraction tactic and I fear I already border on disillusionment.

*** I now realized that people must have thought me an idiot for walking in the rain, all while holding a wet folded umbrella.