Outing Outing

haay ang hirap magyaya ng mga classmates sumama sa outing... nauubos ang aking load.

pero ok lang, nagppay-off naman... DAHIL MARAMI NANG SASAMA!! YEEHEY!

ooohhh im excited...

-bronzing-

Power Pusoy

hello qc...

ive been quickly accustomed to the chaotic life in lipa, that when i arrived here at the unit, i was silenced by the neatness that faced me. it was clean, organized... more of barren. neat but empty...

anyways, i had a very ironic holy week. normally, during holy week, we would do visita iglesias, hear the pasions, read endless booklets of prayer, whatever, you know the routine. i hated them because the heat is unnerving, and we have to eat lunch on the road so it's all bumpy and stuff. this year though, we celebrated the holy week with a funeral... more of commemorated the death of my aunt-lola... it was a week-long affair, and the whole thing was also basically a reunion for the clan. it was a breath of fresh air, from the monotonic sessions of reading religious passages which drove me crazy...

it's funny because during the funeral, i met a longlost relative! yea, he lived in bataan all this time. i never knew him until now because he is illegit. he is my father's stepbrother...

how weird could that get? a new uncle...

well i think it's cool to have an additional uncle coz now i have more people to call when i wanted gifts for christmas.. besides he's kind to me...

and he has a frightening resemblance to my lolo. creepy. but cool nevertheless...

normally, we cap off the semana santa with a visit to the church to pay homage to the christ... this year though, we finished it off with a birthday bash!!

yeah.. the morning of easter sunday, we were mourning over the interment of aunt-lola to her final resting place. then all of a sudden there was a change of mood, and at five o'clock we found ourselves merry-making at this posh place in the lipa highlands, celebrating my uncle's 60th birthday... we were suddenly in matching hawaiian outfits and bohemian draperies, eating it out mardi gras-style. it was so ironic because we were all in black and white ensembles a few hours before that. ironic...

anyways it's fun being with relatives. i played power pusoy with my cousins all week long. and not to mention the food. it kept coming. like from a cornucopia..

i finally got my grades. sad coz they're not really that exceptional. they're all mediocre. i didn't get any uno this sem, which explains my disappointment hihi. oh well.

27 units left. gotta see some light.

im so loving my ipod, i will name it bibi.

we are having an outing on the 21st!! yehey!!!! sa casa corazon!! finally. ive waited for this for two years. i will so bring my cards and the volleyball. we'd swim from sun up to sundown... ooohh, i miss my highschool classmates. i hope they all come.

hmm can't wait for my lanyards.. my nokia lace is malfunctioning which resulted to my dropping the cellphone four times last holy week. wawa. good thing the phone is still intact. it has a few scratches though, thanks to the malfunctioning lace. oh well, gotta get the lanyards. one deutscheland and one france. i hope i get them soon, cant afford dropping beloved cellphone again.

*heaven only know - john legend* bakit wrong grammar ito?

edit: mum has to find me a summer job so i dont get bored all summer. eventhough i really wanted to just bum around and get fat, i gotta be a role model to my older brothers who are incessantly eating up the family finance resources by doing nothing. mga palamunin kumbaga... so gotta work...

ok gotta go. gotta bum for now. good luck with the summer heat y'all. PS. im not taking summer classes anymore because the heat is unbearable... alors au revoir!

outing outing!

a rendez-vous! j'en suis excite. je me bronzerai bien.

-im in for some summer lovin.. gotta fling. you may apply hehe bleh...-

Story Fragments

im feeling nostalgic...

i had a friend, his name was EJ. we were classmates in elementary, he was the top student in class i wasn't far behind and we were great friends. we soon became best friends in grade three (grade three lang, because when we stepped up to grade four, jejo was his best friend, in grade five it was bobbit, and in grade six he was pretty much the bestfriend of everybody...) anyways, we would hang out every after class because our sundo always came in at the same time. we would play gerbase (or what it was called), or langit lupa, we would play the mind cycles, we'd go up the lib and study because he was always being tutored and i was there to bugger my other friend aizel (she was so little back then...). on weekends i would go to his house and we would play PS until our hands are throbbing. ej introduced me to the computer, he introduced me to the mojo, and he was responsible for my pizza pig-outs when we were young. we were tight.

i remember one semana santa, he invited our barkada to this resort in laguna because it was his birthday. he paid for everything, he was even the one who talked to our parents and made paalam so that we could come with him. those were the happy times. we would go to resorts. we would go to manila and stay in hotels... we would go everywhere, anywhere he wanted to go...

he had diabetes.

he has diabetes. i dunno exactly how advanced it is. all i know is that he receives insulin shots everyday in three parts of his body. everyday... now you gauge...

i was thinking, wow he's really strong and all, coz he isnt afraid of needles and stuff. one day he was talking to me about his diabetes, he says he'd grown acquainted to the diabetic's routine that he's not scared anymore. he showed me a device that calculates the blood's sugar, punctured his finger with it, and tested a small drop of blood that blotted his fingertips. in five minutes a nurse was beside him, and he was being injected with a milky fluid on his belly. his emotion showed nothing. that kind of scares me.

erm..

anyways, that was a very long time ago. we went to different high schools and i never heard about him in four years.

and then now in UP, i stumbled across him at the college of arts and letters. twice. and we were always at the same jeepney when i go to nigs for my geol class. seeing him kind of brings back the days when we were very young to care about life, we just had fun and stuff, and that's it.

it's a wonderful feeling to stumble upon someone you knew when you were young. you've both grown. it feels great.

actually...

im kind of thankful that he's still...

he's still safe and sound.

and well... and in UP.

-bleep-