> Entry # 6: 2 More Birds, Still 1 Stone
One does not need to meet me in real life to notice how difficult or just plain annoying I could be to deal with. As I have stated in a previous reply to a thread about occult stereotypes (Occult/Witchcraft Stereotypes) , from some occultists’ viewpoint I am no legitimate practitioner because I’m always all-smiles and bright, bubbly conversations for anyone who’s up for such. From the normies’ and hardcore religious’ perspective, I am a spawn of hell and more just because I swayed some of their Christian followers to ask me for tarot readings.
Right in front of them too. Good times, man! Good times.
So it’s not really a surprise that I have been bullied for years when I was still in school. After all, haven’t most of us been misfits and outcasts too, hence us striving to make marks and paths of our own? I will just be sharing summaries of two more incidents so we can finally proceed straight to the magickal aspects of this entry:
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The hardcore religious group in class made college a living hell for 4 years. Nasty rumors, stealing potential admirers, attempts to start both OL and IRL fights, turning certain friends and teachers against us lol… you name it, they pretty much have done it. Though I learned to be indifferent now, step back and heal inflicted wounds instead (still healing!), I can never forget the words said and actions done to belittle and underestimate me.
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The system of my alma mater was too flawed, down to the last department. It didn’t use to be like that, but with a complete change of staff, teachers and higher-ups:
Welcome to Circus Clusterfuck! When I was still asking for the necessary documents and my student record so I could apply for the licensure examinations, they kept slacking off, dodging persistent calls and avoiding attempts of confrontation. Appeals were tossed aside like trash because I am not much of a popular figure in school. I almost did not make it to the deadline of filing an application for the licensure examinations. I was even on the verge of thinking that maybe, it wasn’t my time yet to take the examinations because there were so many hindrances popping up.
Pop quiz: summary #1 + summary #2 is equivalent to what? That’s right: the people involved in both summaries believed I would not pass the examinations.
Belial was always the poor witness to ramblings and crying sessions even before I began an official relationship with him. All the times I poured my heart out to him, he was an ever-patient and silent listener. I know what you’re thinking: Belial? gasps “Patient”? double gasps “SILENT”??? Believe me when I say I was thinking the same at the time too. I was expecting him to finally whack me in the head due to my theatrics, but he seemed to like it when I would take all the shitty things happenings in both an “I’m-crying-but-that-doesn’t-mean-I-can’t-laugh-and-make-jokes-while-I’m-at-it” stride. Oh, well. That’s the usual Mercurial insanity for you. Aside from intensely paying attention during these moments, Belial didn’t really say or do anything big.
Or so I thought.
Congratulatory messages and calls poured in. In the following days, Twitter mentions and tagged Facebook posts flooded my accounts as well. Among these posts, I discovered that I was tagged on a congratulatory post not only by my very own alma mater that treated me like trash, but also another congratulatory post by one of the teachers who once degraded me in public during my on-the-job training days!
What’s more, the list of licensure examination passers in said congratulatory posts were surprisingly ranked and my name was at the top :
Everyone was confused at first until my family urged me to check the licensure examination’s official site and verify if my over-all examination rating was up. Turns out, it already was:
The school has indeed received this information and announced that not only was I the top test-taker in our whole school, but I was also very close to being one of the Top 10 licensure examination passers in the whole country, with the 10th topnotcher garnering an 89% as seen here: https://www.prcboard.com/2019/09/topnotchers-september-2019-let-result-elementary.html
Congratulatory messages and called poured in. This time, with apologies mixed in from the very people who have bullied me for the last four years.
And for all my easygoing and lighthearted reaction to the news that I passed, this time I finally cried from pure disbelief, endless gratitude and deep love.
Alternative title for this entry: > You Sly Belial You