When I was in high school not so long ago, I was always teased about the bags I always bring because it is so heavy and big as if I have just brought all the stuffs I have at home, not to mention that in our yearbook I was described as that lame kid who both have a "backpack and a file case loaded of books and other school supplies.” That description, sad to say, stereotyped me as a some sort of geek-like weirdo which in reality doesn’t even replicate my persona as a whole. Am I misunderstood or is it just because during that time I am still that stupid boy who is too immature to realize the congruencies and differences of the things related to the angst and fears of the teenage years?
Those bags, I have to admit, changed me a little bit.
I was so amused by the article of Jessica Zafra at the Phil Star last Sunday that memories once again flashed inside my head, reeling those things about bags and their importance. As of this moment, the bag that I am currently using is now in its third year of servitude to His Highness...me. Now in college, I cannot go out without bringing my personal bag. It has became my shadow ever since. All of my short stories, articles in the publication, essays, blog drafts and petty artworks are always stuck inside and I don’t even bother to care whether the guard who will check my bag at the entrance of a mall finds it too messy as if I have just muddled up everything just because of the rudeness in me.
In our everyday life as a student, our bag has became our friendly companion in everywhere we go. Personificating them as a friend is one weird thing but without thinking twice, there is this inanimate object that we always put in a chair whenever we are alone and sit beside it or sometimes we even hug the bag only to find out the dire need for a real companion in that particular time in your life. Forever alone? Na...I think not.
As I go and traverse Metro Manila and other provinces this summer season with my bag, truly I say, there is still a long way to go. Vamonos! (Trust me, I am not an avid fan of Dora the Explorer)
The bag in the picture, sad to say, has been stolen from me last Feb 6, 2013. It is in this bag where my first laptop is kept so yeah...sounds awful.
