Mom was probably upset with a lot of things... like Dad. She had to take it out on me while she was driving me to school this afternoon. Tsk, why does she have to tell me such? Just when Dad & I were talking sensibly again. Last night was one of the best conversations ever I had with my father pa naman. The way my mother talked about Dad was rather awful. She made me think twice about how he really felt about his children... his family. Somehow I'll just have to ponder over what she's trying to say... even most of the time her comments are that of someone closed-minded.
We had no classes in all our majors. Oh, anyway, I got to revise my load by adding up PR to my schedule. I attended Nihongo, though. More guy gakusei's came in. The progression flowed more easily... although I screwed up again by having to attempt thrice to answer Sono katano namae wa Abogado-san desu ka, pertaining to Jane, who was seated beside me. Jovan sat with us, too. Yay, now there are 3 of us sitting on the frontmost row. I forgot all about the ~no part... *sigh* But at least I managed to say, with my sensei's reminder on the ~no element: Kono katano namae wa Abogado-san dewa arimasen. {Jane}-san desu. Jane was also able to recite correctly in class. WHEW. I think I'm finally getting the hang of learning Japanese. ^-^ /me braces herself for more action
We finally guested on national TV! I wouldn't really want to spill the details... but I had fun, even if I lost valuable hours of beauty sleep due to researching about the topic designated for the taping. The male host, show director, & young, bubbly coordinator were oh-so kick-ass NICE! Thanks. The rain didn't do much dampening to our spirits, much to my relief. I was so hyper backstage that I utterly fizzed out on the actual shoot.
I'm glad I was able to see Kathz, Marky, & Lyn before the bus left. Oh, well. Just when I've got something really important to do, all of my favorite people show up.
And I'm SOOOOOO glad for this day, too. I've learned a lot of things in a nutshell... some of them I had to relearn, some to UN-learn. Thank God for clearing my mind.
Yikes. I almost forgot... I was supposed to board on the same bus home last night with my former school crush, but instead I freaked out & ran away! Kathz laughed at the whole scenario. I had a hard time breathing after all the panicking I did. Darn, darn, darn. Can you just imagine the folly of the whole story?! Sabagay, if I boarded on the same bus with him... I would've gone completely NUMB. Frozen in my seat. Dead on the spot.
But funny how I'm smitten with somebody else in school... I have 3 minor crushes this sem, yahooheehey! Oh, well. I'll keep mum about them, though! Down with crappy fast-fleeting, superficial mush. I still am not over the past... oh, fuck the past. The past that somehow promised so much more than the future that never was... (haha, I'm recalling my past blogs here. Ack.)
Got late for OCS. Yikes, I never realized there were SOOO many of us enrolled in our class! We all had to squeeze ourselves in the school administration's convent's convention center, which was awfully HARD... so I had to remain standing along with Jim & some other boys from the Engineering department. We couldn't use our usual room [at the Instructional Media Center] because the morning speech class schedules were already assigned at the latter. The new Speech Lab's still under construction, so we have to all make do with everything available for now. I forgot to tell you that our regular classroom has been renovated from an insipid underdeveloped lab to a fully-furnished, state-of-the-art [well, we'll see about that when it's completely finished] studio. Now we're all having trouble where would we be spending the rest of our classes in in the near future.
My film class teacher would also be handling our OCS sessions. She encouraged me again, just like yesterday's meeting, to finally clean up my act & that the department needs "my kinda stuff", hehe. Whoohoo. Oh, well. That was a sure-fire morale-boosting relief. That made my day. Be it known that from hereon, I would never, EVER fail to attend her classes for this sem. Unless something really tricky came up, of course - like I got sick with chickenpox or got ran over by a 10-wheeler (God oh-so forbid!)... or anything else remotely like what I've cited.
I've managed to talk to our Dean if I could retake my radio production & organizational communication subjects, & advance to PR writing & editing. She gave me the go-signal. Double whopper for me. (No, not the staple burger kind... more like, positive inputs to my ego-tripping for the day.) I got high in senior PR class, too, from sitting in & asking questions for added info & clarification about the fundamentals of a subject I took up 3 years ago.
SAVED BY THE (CHURCH) BELL(S)... Our school held a Pentecostal mass this afternoon, on my Nihongo class timeslot. WHEW! YAY! Banzai! \o/ *snicker*
I ran into Jane at the cafeteria, & she was beaming when she told me we wouldn't have to "gruel" for an hour in FL. Gott Sie Dank! However, it felt a bit funny deep inside knowing our class was postponed for this day. I kinda miss my sensei now, haha! I've just realized that I get a kick out of her nerve-wracking recitation scheme - the way my mind would go completely blank everytime she'd start sorting & flipping out our classcards, then ask us in Japanese tackling the lessons covered. *ULK* So the gang & I hung out at the cafeteria to trip on grub & inane laughs. We also had to brainstorm for tomorrow's "debate"... with a new topic dished out, regarding the local government destabilization fuss. Oh, brother...
Finally got refitted. Have to be back on Friday for the "output". Then I dropped by shadowkat's, & all went well so far. Talked & had dinner. I felt like a happy 8-yr-old after having her superb mango cooler. j0yce from IRC forwarded me via 426 this really nasty VIRGINITY TEST. We had to laugh our guts out & prank on protein, who had the nerve to return the damn sms to me, haha.
Sheesh. Guess what I did in response to the wacky message. ^-^
12:00 NN I feel sick. Woke up very late this morning. Haven't had lunch nor taken a bath yet. The sun is up today, but it still feels chilly outside for me. My kid sis's feeling down & out as well. I have to go to school today, though. OCS 311 (Oral Communications Skills) awaits. My parents will kill me too if I skip classes by hanging out here in front of the puter. So will my FL prof when I come back by Friday. So, no thank you. I'll gladly drop by campus & get refitted afterwards.
It's nice how in OCS all of the juniors & seniors will be in one class. OCS is actually a new subject this school year, & all seniors of all courses are required to enroll in it. I wonder how it'd fare out. Will it be like Voice & Diction revisited? Or like high school's Public Speaking et al? Hmmm...
1:00 P.M. Prepared today's lunch & got excited after being sent in 3 quiz questions by my cp network's raffle trivia contest, wherein a subscriber can win Php1M every month. When the 4th question was sent, & I keyed in my guess for an answer, the system became temporarily unavailable. Darn. Talk about premium cp network service. I wonder if anyone does ever get to win by any chance in this kinda racket. Just thinking. Masaya ding mag-trip somehow.
It rained today, but I had fun. Bonded with the guys from school again & had my 426 loaded up. Our department's guesting on a local public forum TV show on Thursday, so I'm all revved up. Then I have my FL class to worry about... refitting for a new set of school uniform... & the makeover, kahit slight lang, yikes!
After watching this entirely soul-harrowing, class-A local film Azucena with the gang, I actually have forgone Kate Winslet's Holy Smoke as the most morbidly thought-provoking movie in my list! Interesting how things like that turn up, but that's just the way it goes, I suppose.
But for now, I'm definitely beat. Might as well catch up on my sleep & Nihongo lessons. Oh, & on dinner as well as housekeeping blues. Oyasumi nasai! ^-^
Have stayed sleepless all throughout the night til now. Made my kid brother breakfast with gusto. I even bade him good luck & a nice morning via 426. I actually love my kid sibs, mind you. Now I also know how a mother feels like attending to her kids & stuff. I've made them dinners & cleared the place after them, & I'm all gewd with it. Which reminds me, I have to get my Erma Bombeck book from Jen soon. Like later, if ever.
I'm still hyper. bluntzeta & I are talking about local flip fewd & now I'm craving for breaded deep-fried quail eggs & pure white vinegar like cra-zEe!! I had 5 of em/Php7 for recess yesterday, & now I want MOOOORE! Tsk, talk about morning sickness, bwehehe.
Back to my younger brother... funny how he asked me last night if... (ok, hang on tight `cause here comes a gazillion-quarter dollar question!) ...if I had people at school jonesing on me or something. HUH? Like, WTF?! I nearly fell off my seat & rolled down the stairs laughing my ass out. Like, why on earth would he care if he had serial killers, errr, dumbasses ESTE school guys crushing on his older lam0r sister?! I had to ask him twice on occasion where the hell did he get such an idea. He only grinned as if it was some sort of trick query - which of course, we have to declare it to be really MERELY hypothetical. Awww, too bad. Kala ko totoo na, ahehehe. I only had to grudgingly reply, "yeah, meron, but that was like 3-4 years ago!" Ho-hummm...
I think I'll need a major, MAJOR makeover. *gadzooks*
If I were to ponder on how measly my life has become over the past 3 years...
1) I've become very much immobile... no wonder I've gained weight & can't shed the added pounds off ever since I got `em. Blame it on the carbonara, ice cream & refrigerator cakes every now & then. Don't forget the neighborhood dogs abound that are making it hard for me to at bike at least for a block & back. GRRRR.
2) My eyesight has definitely blurred. I'll have to tell my parents I'll be needing glasses next month... it's painfully hard not to people's faces anymore from a certain distance. To think I have this knack for observing people at all angles.
3) Talk about being dull & insipid. The thing with learning Japanese is already painstaking for me, & recalling what I've learned over the past 5 semesters is double impossible. I threw all my notes & handouts away while we were moving here, so I'm left with nothing but sheer TRASH. Being a half-baked graduate-to-be isn't such a winning factor in Life's major survival playoffs. Darnit, enuff with the rock-n-roll bum lifestyle from now on!
4) I'm not growing any younger. Pathetic. Even if I can pass for a lousy under-18 slob in moviehouses, liquor stores, & anywhere else with no minors allowed, I'm still O-L-D & aging. UGH. Hmmm, at least with my oily skin I dun have to worry about wrinkles until 40, right? I've got to deal with my stretch marks & cellulite, though. Oh, not to mention my dire need for finishing school to shake off this naivete & boyishness. Gross.
So what's got a poserslackerlewser d0rk got to do now?
Haven't had dinner yet. Man, I'm bushed. Having a HARD time viewing Yahoo!.com with my IE 5.5 tonight. Good thing I was able to access Blogger before I totally got wrecked. Almost fell asleep a while back shortly after getting home from school. That would be a bummer without yet eating. I'm soooo drained I can hardly think straight. shadowkat kept me awake for some time, "texting" to me her woes, even though she actually wouldn't tell me why she was going melodramatic & shyt. Oh, well.
I've realized I have less load to take now, but still the choice is mine to either push through & move on with my thesis & other subject completions, or retake the damn subjects & be with new blood. *sigh* I wish I wouldn't have to put up with this kinda crap. Anyway, I might as well have to make myself comfy with all the sittings-in we'll be doing for this sem.
Nihongo was OK for now. I practised til God knows when this morning on our first basic rough sentence construction lesson so I dun have to put up with flunking next session again. (Thank heavens for my oh-so-zealous-in-Japanese-pop-culture kid sister!) More of the original guys from my section attended, so we had to start from scratch all over again. Yikes. But, whew! At least things were all clearer for us last week's gakusei's. And I have a smart classmate now whom I can ask for help when things get pretty muddling with the lessons! (We were from the school chess society 3 years ago. He was a whiz & I was a saling-pusa flop.) However, *gulp* there's yet Wednesday's class to brace ourselves for. Plus the fact that I have retakers for classmates this sem isn't making me feel any better. /me groans in desperation
Slept all day. Still haven't racked my brains for Nihongo class tomorrow. I can't stay up late as I've figured out... but it's almost midnight. I have my dinner to yet finish, the kitchen to clear, & my notes to rewrite. Another cold, dreary, wasted day.
I'm thinking on what else I should blog tonight, particularly stuff I've forgotten to tell while I was offline for so long. I really couldn't say anything much. I might as well shut up.
Oh, wait, hehe. I just remembered I'm getting cheesier as ever by the minute. I'm into the Spice Girls again, wahaha. Uh, count out their chart-topping overly-airplayed hits. Their unreleased tracks from Spice ["Love Thing", "Last Time Lover"] & their new wannabe hit ["If You Wanna Have Some Fun"] are what I'm concerned about for now. *snickers*
I'm suffering from a major headache due to fatigue [walking to & fro along the supermarket at the local mall], hot sauce [remind me never to get the Mexican Stuffed Crust pizza variety next time for dinner!], & lack of sufficient sleep the other night. Now my mind's all cluttered & fuzzy to practise on my Japanese.
But interesting how NU's Open House replayed DJ Diablo's Miami trance-sic session... this was one episode I sure enjoyed listening to. As what I've told some of friends via 426 before, this was one of them times when I could "rave all I want in the privacy & comfort of my own bedroom!", hehe. Anyway, the tracks were wicked - relaxing yet real groovy. I hope that edition gets aired again.
Friday was the lousiest day ever. Cold, dreary, sullen. I even screwed up in my first actual recitation for FL 411. I might even flunk the audition for the school choir for this year... OK, so let's skip the "I might" part & totally declare my failure with that act.
How was I supposed to know? It's been 5 years ever since I actually auditioned for a choir... it's been 3 years ever since I've ever been in one, as well. Argh. And umandar na naman ang death-defying shyness ko, langya! But I dun care, anyway. Nakakapanibago nga lang mapahiya, if you know what I mean. I've been used to major klutzing ever since I first got the chance to be exposed publicly in major social school functions... so whatever my standing before in campus was brought upon by numerous worthwhile experiences. At least I lived & learned, right? Hehe.
*sigh* I miss my other teachers way back freshman & sophomore years. They were nicer. Softer graders. Well, at least some of them are. Like my teachers in Re.Ed. (that's Theology to you, aka Religious Education), Math, Education, Humanities, & Science. They can be strict & formal, but they ain't TERRORIZERS! If they get chummy with their students, they keep it levelled as what it should be done in a mere superior-subordinate relationship. Walang tropa-tropa. Walang paangasan. Walang tirahan ng estudyante. PUNYETA. Oh, well.
KICK-ASS SENSEI (& I WISH I COULD JUST LITERALLY KICK HER ASS) So to recount my 1st day in Nihongo class... I went up to the scheduled room & met 2 students there. The doors were locked so one of them had to climb up into the emergency exit [which was open] & unlock the room from the inside. I saw this rather pretty Engineering/Computer Science instructor enter the room & got taken aback... didn't expect HER to be handling our section. So maybe I was staring at her (which of course can be rude at certain times for some people) that she had to snarl at me, "what are you looking at?" [in vernacular, FYI.] Yikes. She seemed intimidating enough to the point of brusque, but she smiled & joshed a lot... I had to be her dunce for the day, though; or so I felt like it was. Got her attention right on the dot. Dunno if she was amused with the fact that this was an elective for me, or I was from another department, or how I look funny in general. Ugh.
Prof: (snickers) You're quite good in English, eh? What are you, Chinese? Abbee Lamer: (stutters) Uh, no, Ma'm, I'm a Mass Comm student! NGWEK. NGWEK. NGWEK. NGWEK. NGWEK. /me commits hara-kiri
She explained the basics fairly well that Nihongo seemed to be easier than I think - but when she had to call us one by one to apply orally today's lesson, I felt RATTLED. As in! The last time I got totally nerved-wrecked in recitation was... 10 years ago! Freshman high Math class! [I'm such a wuss in Math, honestly. Ick.] I usually ace class recitations, but this was ridiculous! I stammered & slurred — & felt like curling up to die after. It was like I was the lamest student in that particular class, to think I was even vying for cum laude during my last term. She even had to make me sit in front, ALONE at that, & the majority of the students were guys. I actually wanted to burst into tears... but only shied in exasperation. I got to have a word with my teacher. I know deep down inside I won't make it barely scraping alive in her subject if this keeps up. Nakakasindak eh. But she's pretty nice naman. And yes, making sure that her students grasp her lessons thoroughly. Yun nga lang, she's very much renowned for failing a whole class for a term. Boo-hoo. /me ducks for cover
Makes me wanna scream, "SHIMATTA!" ..!.,
(MOTD) = Incubus - Turning Japanese (rare pseudo cover)
I'm online & haven't gone out yet to school. Haven't even finished preparing lunch either. I might as well take a bath now. But brrrr, it's a cold, cold afternoon today. Oh, well... I still have to go out to finish my schedule revision & finally meet my classmates in Nihongo [FL 411].
The family dog we had for so long died last night. Dad told me he had to bury her out of the blue. I could see Poochie looking sore all over & stuff the past few days, but I didn't mind it much. I even thought she was going to bear pups this year. Dammit, maybe I guess I should take her loss. She's aged so much, anyway. I felt a strange deep, searing void within me, though. *sigh* To think she even went up to me to get petted for a half hour or so last Independence Day... errr, night for that matter. /me could feel warm tears well up my eyes
Had fun today in school with Jim, MJ, Al Jo, Charo, & Joseph... my new colleagues for the year. A buncha hardworking, creative, blunt yet affable AB studes sure stirs up enthusiasm & vibrance within me for the day... hopefully for the whole year, for that matter! It was my second hanging-out session with them. Thanks, guys. ^-^
We first headed up to the school's penthouse where they had to shoot the first part of the campus's promotional video. Ahhh, the sight of sea & sky, the feel of upscale wind, & the dizzying heights made me semi-euphoric. I felt like singing "The Sound of Music" all of a weird sudden. (Well, I actually did, but did so discreetly! *LOL*) If Jim's plans for holding our society's Gala Night up there gets pushed through, it'd be awesome! Oh, well. Discussion of club/groupie activities, picking out a room for the school paper's new office, our department's new astounding developments, & what else had we continued as we all decided to grab a bite outside school.
We all went home quite early; I can hardly wait to loaf around with them again. I forgot all about Mom's badmouthing me the morning before & as she drove me to campus on her way to business.
I cooked carbonara for dinner in sheer blissful hazy-mindedness. Haven't cleared the kitchen yet though. Yeesh, I also have my laundry yet to do. Chatted with Dad a bit. *sigh* I'm glad he's nicer than my mother. I just can't take it that he's too nice for her. Ho-humm...
Check out loc0's issue 04, for heaven's sake! We at DRND have bookmarked his e-zine & I want you to go browse it, too. Trust me, you'll get a kick out of his (& his girlfriend's) spicy, in-yer-face, spitting write-ups & what not. I like burning, catchy shyt immensely... I'd be so glad if you also do.
Here's my kaibebe's personal space on the web, too. Smooth & easy color scheme & layout, eh? ^-^ Get a load of her stellar kaistah-isms! Tsaka, grabe, i-speysyal menshen daw ba akows?! *mWaH*!! Damn, I miss her... I wonder what's to become of DRND3, btw.
Yup, I know. Sure has been. I've missed cyberspace so much that I'm staying up late to blog my shyt to death today... errr, tonight... whatever. Anyway I'm glad that the phone line's back - it got grounded for a week due to the heavy rainpour brought upon by the onset of the season. My sibs & I were all at a loss with the temporary outage. But I guess it was better that way back then, so I could concentrate more on my enrolment last week. WHOOHOO! I'm proud to say I'm a bonafide student again! But I still have to attend classes regularly as required & establish rapport with my younger colleagues for this year, if not at least for this sem. Two whole weeks of offline activity. Feels good to be "alive" again in the actual world. However, I can't say I'm happier. Yikes.
Ever since school started, I couldn't help but feel ANGSTY all over again. I always have to remind myself of my vow to focus on my new 'skewlgrrl' lifestyle to keep my grip on things, though. Whenever I go around campus either meeting my classmates & batchmates for this whole year or checking out the new offices & rooms, I feel rather SICK. I get entranced in this warped-up, kaleidoscopic self-pity phase. Somehow I hate it when all these new kids in school come up to me & say "Freshman ka lang ba?" or think I'm one sick dyke. I mean, like, hey, I should get used to such shyt - but I still get pretty psyched out. Can I help it if I'm boyish & babyish all my life?! Can I help it if I'm sticking to my forever neutral fashion: drab colors, high-tops, straight-cut jeans, loose tees, backpacks - the no-makeup, naive, just-rolled-out-of-the-sack-to-the-point-of-homeless look?! Funny how Life has caught up on me in this respect. Funny how Life is also harsh to paradoxical substances. And to think it's already my 5th year in college. Now I'm pressured the more to graduate next summer. I know everything has a reason for being so... but then again, I can't help but be downcast about it all.
To make things more awful... there's my current dilemma here at home. I have to be home by as late as 9pm... so I can still catch up with the housekeeping & sleep early for next day's early work. Argh. My school schedule's posted on the fridge door for my parents to monitor... & my cp usage is restricted for emergency purposes, such as whenever my mom or sibs would contact me regarding my whereabouts or errands I can run. Talk about being majorly grounded. No late night-outs, no bumming around with friends, no overt extra-curricular activity participation... no vivid social life! Regarding my going online as my last resort - I guess I'll have no more of this too within their hours awake/attention span. So how the hell can I be truly happy with school with all the adjustments I have to put up with this sem??
"TALAP!" I decided to go back that Tuesday night. I met 2 other guys that my rehashed buds have recently hooked up with... we still hung out at the same old place... only this time we were in full view of street passers-by. They'd smoke & "text" to death, & Manay Titah would make us laugh our guts out by retelling [& re-enacting as well!] their funny tropa moments. The moon was at its fullest phase, so the earth was all magically blue then.
We "bonded" shortly after, a few minutes before midnight... a few before Beige's 23rd birthday ended. It was also my older sister's birthday that day, but I haven't had a word from her since. (Yikes, I might as well send a late birthday card tonight...) Anyway, you guys should try this yummy concoction made up of the ff.: a bottle of local gin, 3 bottles of the standard local beer (milder than the other brands which have proliferated lately), & a 12-oz bottle each of local clear & orange soda. Pass the shot glass around after shaking em all in, & for sure you'll be reaching out for the whole pitcher of the mix! Whoohoo. I like it when I'm tipsy, but I hate it when I don't get enough of the booze. Too bad. I hope by the 25th of September we'll have more of that yummy sip-up. And I don't mean just SIP.
Going back to where I practically lived all my life was such a blast. It was too serene that first night... I was walking along the straight line heading to the elementary school & new gas station, with the bright waxing moon shimmering atop the night sky. It was too dark though, but I was able to spot my old friend Beige on the road! Whoa, reunion blues! I was supposed to go straight ahead to my old commune when I decided to hang out with her & Boyong at the old soccer field.
It was just like old times. A great deal has changed... a lot of kids grew up... the tranquility of living there was still deceivingly sweet. But after talking with them 2 old cohorts, I've realized what made me hate the place & the people there. Fucking [and I mean SLUTTY!], shallow, appearance-keeping, rumor-mongering snobs & jocks. People infested with superiority complex, crab & colonial mentality. Sheesh. Now I actually have something immensely GREAT to thank for. I could actually FEEEEEEL through my skin how much my life has improved over the past 9 years or so. GOTT SIE DANK! I'm glad for my life now! Move over, bitches! Fuck you all!
Monday was a good, good day for me. The campus sure has come up with developments ever since I quit school. New set of faces... new set of rules... new beginnings, hopefully. I can hardly wait. The lab where I'll be taking up all my major subjects is still under renovation. I feel like a doggone freshman again!
Oh, but there was still familiar stuff left... like the library... the stale cafeteria... the lobbies... old yet young friends... old yet young "pet peeves" [READ: the people I so disdain running into the halls]... our Dean... my grades... thanks Ino, for letting me catch up with what I've missed. You're so all-throughout nice. God bless you.
Good thing I got cleared in the nick of time, & without Jon's help, I wouldn't be able to claim my evaluation report form on the 16th! [Jon's a reticent software whiz & Lynne's beau ^-^, FYI.] I really felt "WHOOHOO!!" Despite the heat that fateful afternoon, I was so pepped up that I could do just about anything! Well, I actually did the unthinkable... I went RETROSPECTIVE.
When I had to bid goodbye to the "dynamic duo"... I decided to go back to my old homestead... ohhhhh, I have a 3-part story to tell you about my misadventures there...
I was feeling rather gloomy last Sunday when Lynne told me she'd drop by after I called her up saying I needed help with my clearance & evaluation form request on Monday so I could convince my parents I'm raring to go back to school... for the nth time. Now don't get me wrong. I am just a dropout... not some real lewser flunk. You wanna hear the story how I ended up being a goddamn slacker brat bitch jackass dropout? Uhm, tune in & after a few blogs more, you'll so know. Anyways, I was glad she came over. We talked for a while... she & my sibs were also checking out the mpgs the kids here have downloaded over the past few months. It was a good thing I was able to find my clearance, registration form, library/Internet lab/computer lab cards, old calling cards, & tattered ID. Now all I had to do was look for my old classcards for my tracking form & keep ALL my registration forms since sem 1. Good thing I was sooo into school during my first 2 years in college. I hope to exude that kinda esteem for my studies again this year.
CRYSTAL QUEENS? Lynne & I decided to trip on our favorite mocha-zagu-&-fishballs' spree... sans my sis. But anyway, we had fun, even though we had to adjust to some changes: substituting clear, gummy gulaman "crystals" for the luscious, chunky, black shiny tapioca "pearls" in our mocha shakes. After munching our way back home with good ol' trusty roasted peanuts [natural brain food, man!], we launched into a lengthy discussion over our ails & goals. I had great news... she had tension. Then she decided to stay for the night so we could move on to school tomorrow. She had her last sem's grades to collect, by the way.
I was recollecting how much fun & promising this school year could be for me... at the same time how I wasn't over certain things - & PEOPLE, for that matter. She was hung up too. We then decided that our recurring melodrama were just plain sick distractions from our newfound enthusiasm to move on with our lives. I couldn't agree more. However, the pain as well as the ugly scars & shadows from the past are still undeniably reminiscent. I wonder how will we snap out of such crap. *sigh*
I'm back!! FINALLY!!!!!!! BlogSpot.com has recently encountered again problems with their server... but things are OK now. And I guess I'm happy in a way too. I've been offline for almost a week now, but it's been all gewd. Lemme recount everything from my rather long absence... but for now, here's what I have to say:
"I'm happy, I'm feeling glad...
I've got sunshine in a bag.
I'm useless, but NOT FOR LONG.
My future is coming on..."
/me bounces around in sheer joy *boing* *boing* *boing* *boing*
I had a good Friday night. Trust me. My parents & I went out for Chinese at a locally renowned haunt back here. We used to go there a lot - to celebrate their wedding anniversary every year, dine our house guests out, or just simply eat out when Mom's not in the mood to prepare homecooked meals. I remember after my high school graduation rites, we all went there & bought plenty of ice cream. (Boy, was I so stuffed that night! NYUM!) Anyway, last night was one of those "hey-let's-eat-out-since-there's-nothing-else-to-eat-in-this-house-and-I'm-fuckin-starving" times, I guess. I was excited to tag along... after all, it's been a while. So I dressed up & informed everybody what I was up to, hehe. Too bad my kid sibs weren't able to join us. Kath is sick & Sonny decided to stay with her. That made sense to my folks, so off we drove to the local metro.
The place was better now... in the sense that I didn't have to risk running into people I'd least wanna encounter on a night like that. Typical people hung out, usually older "jologs" folk, having a beer or two, which was weird, because the place was rather posh for them to loaf around its premises. I seem to be the youngest in the crowd, so it felt like old times... like being in high school back again. It was also weird not having my parents talk to me about how screwed-up I am or anything of the sort, which was a great relief. Even though my mom tried to launch into a lengthy discussion about it on our way there in the car, I clammed up. So did Dad. Whew. Now that was close. NICE. So we did just sit there to stuff our faces with grub. It was then definitely a good night.
We had beef with brocolli, the house's special pancit canton & nido soup, shanghai rice, breaded calamare, & mango juice. I know I don't have to go into detail, but then again... NYUM² kasi! ^-^ I know I didn't eat much as expected, but I was full. When my parents stopped by the drugstore & video shop for cold relievers & flicks to watch at home, I hurried down to McD's & bought a nice, cool, swabeng sundae cone. HAHA. Funny how I miss that stuff! Then I hopped back to the car & happily lapped up "dessert".
On our way home (I was in the backseat, of course... Dad was driving), my mom was talking about the streetkids who ran up to her for alms. One kid had his dad do laundry for a living during daytime & slack around videoke joints at night; his mom "sleeps all day". The kids'd do anything to get a shiny peso coin or so... Here was an overgrown angsty slob grumbling to herself how she was too old not to be allowed to drive & how "square" she still was compared to her peers. Then there were the squabbling streetkids who might not even get to go to school this year or so because of their indigence. *sigh*
We finally got back. Of course we brought home chow for my sibs & for the dogs, & I lay in bed for a while feeling drowsy yet contented. I've been thinking about what just happened. Felt rather too surreal to be true.
But it sure was a "Thank God it's Friday" night. NICE.
