The selfish part of me
I wanted to apologize in advance if I haven’t been writing, but here goes nothing. To start off this upcoming horrible fucking week, I want to say that today’s topic will be focusing on the fucking fold. Yup, the first time I’ve written about the sorority was when I just recently became a sister. I remember feeling so proud that I finally have a fucking organization in UP, and for the first time, I felt so belonging, especially with Tita Chix being there as a bonus.
We were the baby batch for the next, I dunno, 6-ish months; I was fucking enjoying it, and then it had to cut off when the recruitment era chimed in. Holy shit, how did time go by so fast? Don’t get me wrong; I’ve grown to love the fold and the sisters so much since entering this kind of organization, but forgive me for being selfish; I wanted to stay longer as the baby batch before our time passed, you know? Baby-fucking batches for like a year or something—that’s what I wanted. Sadly, that’s not how the universe works.
As a sister, our advocacy is to help the women students of the university, and if sometimes we don’t do that, we do more like outside activities to help our community, and one of the things to make that happen is to recruit more into the fold so that our chapter doesn’t die like in UPD. "Nakakatuwa na ang dami na natin!" From the words of our MIS last fucking Friday on the night of the finals. As I said, I wanted to be selfish that night; I wanted to participate in this stupid "kupal culture" I’ve been hearing about lately, but I didn’t do it, as the result was that their performance was the most disappointing, way worse than ours. Here’s a list of their shortcomings:
- Hindi nila saulo halos lahat ng kailangan saulohin - Hindi nila saulo yung batch renaissance; our batch could perform it, but why can’t they? - The hymn was so off key that we had to sing it more than five times in front of them. - All in all, they suck.
I could’ve said a lot worse, since they have been chosen by their "sponsor" and friend. But the Filipino trait in me still stood tall, being nice and shite that couldn’t say anything wrong. I wouldn’t blame them; I’ve been there, but let’s just say they were the worst of the worst. So yeah, being selfish isn’t so bad after all, but with this? Can you believe how the fold stoop this low? In my defense, I never cared anymore, not after this.