The States, Day 1 of 2008

Wow! Day 1 is officially over for this year's visit to the United States. I wouldn't really count yesterday as Day 1 because I arrived at 10PM. Gah, the flight seemed shorter than usual. Maybe the planes are getting faster. I guess I was lucky for my seating number in the plane. Right in front of me was the comfort room. Seriously, it was right in front of me. Well, that meant that I had nothing to push me back since no one's in front of me to recline their seats in front of my face. So that's cool. Plus, I had so much leg space. I guess I was just bothered by the amount of people lining up to use the comfort room. It was *also disturbing* because I KNEW how long everyone took in the comfort room. Sometimes, I could hear the flushing. Good thing I didn't hear the nasty shit sounds!

The person I sat next to was this girl with glasses. I have nothing to post about her. She's so... normal, I guess. She laughed during the funny moments in the movie, and she sleeps without sound. Since the seats are grouped together in threes, I would be sitting at the left part of the group so I guess I only have one real seatmate. The other person in our group was this business man. What can I say... he farted when he was sleeping. I think it shocked me and the girl with glasses which led to us displaying our facial expressions of disgust.

When the time came for me to come out of the plane, they grouped together all the young people who traveled alone. There were five of us. When I stayed back because my step-mom's also a flight attendant, they didn't hear my reason. This prompted this American who said he didn't know much Tagalog to yell:

"EEH-KAW! EEH-KAW! BYI-LIS! DAH-LIH-YAN MOW! DAH-LIH-KAH!"

...which is in the form of accented faux-Tagalog which in Tagalog translates to:

"Ikaw! Ikaw! Bilis! Dalian mo! Dali ka!

He couldn't pull off the pronunciations correctly and I would've said the words dumb, fucking, white trash, wannabe, bitch, and ass in the same sentence if I wasn't such a nice guy. [/lie] Ah, all is well now I guess. I got here safely and I finally got to see my Naruto Shadow Box, a wooden shelf thing that's filled with 27 volumes of Naruto, the ninja manga. XD

Now, during my real first day, there were a lot of things that happened. First, as we were on the road, on the way back to our house, there was this "black momma" who didn't have her signal light things in the back on when it was needed to be on. And by black momma, I don't mean old, fat, and black. I mean thin, young, black, and even has a cap/beret on her head. Anyway, her lack of signaling prompted Billy, my step-dad to use his dreaded mic in his "Little Dixie", the term which he uses to refer to his car.

Wait, aren't those things *illegal* or something? I guess it's just good that he didn't get arrested because when I asked him, he just replied with "They sell it in stores, must be legal. Know what's illegal? Marijuana--they don't sell 'em in stores.", which I just laughed at. Anyway, when he grabbed his microphone, I knew it was going to be trouble. Remember, all this was happening while we were in his car and we were moving on the road. He said:

"Now, drive safely now and put your signals on when switching lanes."

This made *everyone* on the road to put their signal light things on. They probably thought that there was a cop nearby. I swear I saw the black momma do the "OH SHI-" expression. She probably did a facepalm in her car too. I thought everything was fine because no one knew who the supposed "cop" was. Then, he spoke on the mic again and said something like "Have a nice day, folks!" and he used his modified honk that seriously sounds like an ice cream truck jingle. This led to black momma finding out who it was and she flipped us the bird. Yes, she bad-signed us. It would be wrong if I wrote that she fucked us anyway. XD

Another interesting thing that happened would be when we were loading the car and we were next to this black family. I guess I was the only one who could hear what they were saying. Every other sentence they said had a profanity in it. Ah, and the way they say their words, I simply love it. It ranged from "Get in the motherfuckin' car NOW!" to a safer "Get with it, foo'.", which I giggled at the moment I heard it.

Other than that, I guess the other things I encountered were just short, weird instances like when I saw this lady sitting on a bench and I thought that a sexual predator wearing flamboyant clothes had his arms around the lady. It turned out that it was Ronald McDonald. It was a weird bench anyway 'cause it had him in the middle with his arms spread out in a relaxing manner. Rape clown.... XD

Phew, this has been a long, long post. I guess this would amuse me when I view it during the latter parts of my life. Let's just hope Blogger doesn't shut down or my blog gets deleted. Ah yes, I just recently found out about someone in my family knowing about my blog. I think it's my uncle, Vincent. He knows Tanya and Denise's names for some reason and I found MSWord files in this computer entitled "x", "xx", "xxx", "xxxx", and so on.... When I checked them out, they turned out to be my damned blog entries. So whoever you are, you know that this isn't meant for you. SO GTFO! XDDDD

This is a Farewell Thing, Right?

So...I just got back from a two-day sleepover with Inez, a classmate of mine, and Denise, my supposed "neighbor".She actually isn't my neighbor but she's just living on the other street though... and by street, I don't mean that she's a beggar "taong grasa" type. I actually avoided sleepovers but I guess I gotta make the most out of my stay in the Philippines!

So yeah, we ended up playing a cool board game called "The Game of Life" during our actual stay in her house aside from just plain talking. We only stayed in the house for sleeping and eating breakfast though. During the day, we went to ATC, for a supposed "Section Farewell Thing". Yeah, not everyone came... well, I don't think half of the class came! Wait, I think there was half... ah forget it! XD We simply watched a movie and that was it! We planned to swim though but the old person in the pool area didn't allow us because it was night time already. I guess I won't count the latter part as part of the "Section Farewell Thing" because I ended up leaving with Denise and Inez and leaving the others without saying my goodbyes. Curse not having a cellphone!

Well, what did I do afterwards? I spent some time eating a corndog in Smokey's along with Denise, Inez, and two of my classmates. I remember not being in a right state of mind during that time. I just forgot why I was acting pissed. Maybe it was the corndog. XD

After that, we went back to Denise's place. What did we do? Yes... we played "The Game of Life", just as planned. I guess the two were really amused with the game. The previous time we played, I made a bet thing to make things a lot more interesting. It involved money so I wouldn't go into detail but I wouldn't forget that I won but I didn't accept the prize. After all, I just made it to make the game seem competitive.

So during this second round of ours, I felt the need to make things interesting, yet again. Since I would be leaving for the United States tomorrow, I couldn't just bet money again. They probably wouldn't think competitively because I just recently refused their money for the game I won earlier. What possibly could make the game seem interesting? Well, Inez just thought of the best idea! We simply put our *clothes* on the line for the night. Damn, I'm making this seem too weird! Clothes in an overnight involving two girls and a guy? *cough* Bad impression to make since... well, I'll just mention it in my other post.

Where was I? Ah yes, the clothes thing. Well, as we expected, the one we voted for "Most Likely to Lose" before starting the game indeed lost. It was Inez. I think the pictures we took definitely expressed our feelings after the game ended. I became the second placer because of a $5,000 difference between my money and Inez's and yes, $5000 is the lowest amount in the game. Of course, the clothes bet turned out to be just a game motivator for us. Why would we really bet our clothes? Deep inside of us, we probably knew it wasn't going to happen! XD

Damn, this post was told in an entirely different emotion or "typing style" compared to what I usually use. When I type my blog posts, I'm usually in my "right state of mind"--bored, timid-feeling, and having the thought of being forced to write so I have something to look at when I'm old. After writing this, I realized that I was typing with such excitement and agility. I wonder what I'm excited for? XD Well, I hope I just have a safe flight tomorrow. Let there be no grumpy old people seatmates during my flight!

Invading T. Sylvia's Nakpil

"I can feel you from the other side! // Wet and wild shower scene"

Mmm, summer is so boring. I think this is the first time I've really spent a few days of summer in our house. Usually, I leave for the US a few days after our last day of classes or I go to another part of the Philippines like Davao or Cebu for a week and leave for the US after a few more days. Yes, I'm going to be staying home until March 30. I used to think about how nice it would be to spend my summer here but it sure is extremely boring. It's really hot here in the Philippines during summer and I have nothing to do! So what did I do until today since a week has passed after our last day of classes? Well, the other section was planning to go swimming with their class-directress since she won't be teaching next year anymore so I tagged along.

At first, I was hesitant to go because it was sort of an exclusive thing. Only members of their section would go even though T. Sylvia, their class-directress, allowed me to go. I originally planned to go only if another person came with me that's from a different section. I kept chatting with Bing about whether we should go or not. It took a long time before we decided that we would both go. Well, decision was interrupted by his mother when she didn't allow him to go. I kept forcing him to talk to his mom to allow him and since it's going to be his last time on our school as well, I really thought that it would be best for him to go. After all the talking, he still ended up going somewhere to get some sort of blood sample.

There, I had nothing to do anymore. Just before I was about to continue my sleep (hey, this all was happening after I woke up), I got a call from my so-called neighbor who's also going. She forced me to go with them and well, I couldn't refuse because it's just so boring in the house.

Boy, it was so awkward there. Everyone there was from a different section. I was the only different one. Thank God that I've been classmates with a few of them before and that T. Sylvia kept keeping me company. It wasn't that bad, I guess. We dove for coins underwater--the usual pool game and we did the thing where you carry someone over your shoulders. I think they called it the chicken fight? I don't know, really. If it's really called that way, I wonder why since I don't find anything chicken-ish about that game. XD

After all that, we went to the host's house and I got some free pizza. Well, it was one slice but it was your larger than usual pizza slice. Okay, it was double the size but I don't care... it was free! XD I forgot what we did after that. I think we talked about what we think of the other teachers and T. Sylvia since she wanted to know and how she feels that it's okay for her to know since she's not a teacher anymore.

Oh yeah, I let a lot of the other people there listen to the remix of the infamous Question and Answer portion of the Bb. Pilipinas pageant when it was the winner, Ms. Janina San Miguel's turn. It's so hilarious with all the wrong grammar things and her weird laugh.

Many thanks to Aegwyn for introducing me to the funny as hell video. :D

Forty40?!

Stolen from Tanya which she stole from Ato?!

[One]From whom was your last text?
Damn, I don't have a cellphone!

[Two] Where was your primary picture
taken at?
Yahoo Messenger primary picture taken at Bluroze.

[Three] What's your middle initial?
L.

[Four] Your current relationship
status?
Single

[Five] Does your crush(es) like you
back?
No~ XD

[Six] What is your current mood?
Amused because of an interesting one-on-one chat I had with Tanya.

[Seven] What's your moms name?
Shirley! XD

[Eight] What is the color of the shirt
you are wearing?
White >_>

[Nine] What was the last thing you
drank?
Water

[Ten] If you could go back in time and
change something, would you?
If I could, then I would, of course.

[Eleven] Have a crazy side?
Of course--I have many sides. XD

[Twelve] Favorite song?
OHSHI- I don't really have a favorite song. XD

[Thirteen] Something you do a lot?
Role-play

[Fourteen] Angry at anyone?
Not at the moment

[Fifteen] Do you wanna see somebody
right now?
Somebody? I wanna a lot of bodie--er... I wanna see my friends!

[Sixteen] Name someone with the same
birthday as you?
Namie Amuro-- the only person of significant fame that I know who happens to have the same birthday as me. She was known as the "Empress of J-Pop" according to Wiki. XD

[Seventeen] When was the last time you
cried?
Hmm... last last month -_-

[Eighteen] Who would you do anything
for?
Anything? There's no one I would do anything s/he asks me for. As long as I don't want to do a certain thing, I won't do it.

[Nineteen] Who is your idol?
Idol? I don't have any idol in particular. XD

[Twenty] What's the first thing you
notice about the opposite sex?
Face, of course.

[Twenty-one] What are the 3 things that
make you like the opposite sex?
A little unusual--weird if you look at it one way, Open-mindedness, Gamer girl >:D

[Twenty-two] What's your biggest
secret?
If I exposed it, would it be a secret? XD Hmm... I never told anyone whom I like at any particular moment except that one time... *shrug*

[Twenty-three] Where is your ex now?
I don't have an ex. XD

[Twenty-four] Favorite movie?
Damn it! I don't have the habit of making these kinds of things my favorite. As long as I watch it one time, I wouldn't want to watch the whole thing again... probably.

[Twenty-five] Do you still watch kiddy
movies or tv shows?
Kiddy movies or TV shows? The nearest show to being a kiddy show that I still watch is probably The Fairly Oddparents and they're even known to appeal to older audiences! XD

[Twenty-six] What are you eating or
drinking at the moment?
Nothing

[Twenty-seven] Do you speak any other
dialect/language?
English and Filipino, baby! XD

[Twenty-eight] Whats your favorite
smell?
Smell? Damn! XD As long as they're pleasant to my nose, then it's fine with me 'cause I don't have a favorite~ >_<

[Twenty-nine] Describe your life in
one word.
Unusual

[Thirty] Are you a morning person?
I despise waking up early for school.

[Thirty-one] Do you like the rain?
Not really

[Thirty-two] What are you thinking
about right now?
Right now? I have the song, The Potion, by Ludacris in my head. Damn you Step Up 2! XD

[Thirty-three] What should you be
doing?
I should be sleeping right about now but I want to continue blogging in my head.

[Thirty-four] Beside you every night?
Unfortunately, I have my grandmother here because of "electricity-saving". No offense but I've been waiting 4 years to get her out of my room. I need my alone time! XD

[Thirty-five] Can't do without it in
the ridge.
I think you mean fridge? Well, I wouldn't live without FOOD in my fridge! XD

[Thirty-six] Do you like working in
the yard?
I don't like manual labor. Who does?

[Thirty-seven] Heart or Brains?
Both, of course. But if I had to choose for MYSELF, I'll choose brains. =/ For others? I'll let them have the heart. I'll teach them if I have to. XD

[Thirty-eight] Do you act differently
around the person you like?
Not really. It's better for you to act who you are if you want a special someone to like you. If they don't like you for who you are, don't waste your time! XD

[Thirty-nine] What is your natural
hair color?
Black!

[Forty] Who was the last person to
make you smile?
Last person to make me smile would be Tanya. She's my favorite person to have friendly debates with and no matter what happens, we'll just laugh about it afterwards.

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Okay, I was just tempted to answer one of these things. Many thanks to Tanya who even wanted to answer a separate Best Friend Survey thing using me so I could answer it using her. LOL I just answered the non-best friend one so it'll be less awkward. :P

Bluroze... Blue Rose?

Yesterday, we've been to a "picnic" farewell thing planned by our school. I guess that we could've done more things in other places but the things we did here were pretty unusual. Hey, you can't find hanging rope obstacle courses in ATC and you'll never find rope-swinging teachers and tight, leafy mazes in your classmates' homes--unless they live in Bluroze Farms, that is.

This trip's probably the first time I got to sit at the back row of the bus since I actually rode the tricycle, for once, on the way to school in a field trip day. You might say that the bus part of the trip's the most enjoyable part or the better part of the trip. Well, that's half-true for us, I guess. When the bus was off to Bluroze, we thought that the juniors, that means us, would get to solo the bus but the freshmen entered after a while of waiting. I guess that's one of the reasons why we didn't get to act out our usual crazy antics and scream out our immoral sentiments.

From screaming out the food brought out by the freshmen one by one to just plain screaming--those were probably the loudest of all our activities when we were on the way to Bluroze. From loud though, it got sweaty and tiring when we got to Bluroze. There were a few things I regretted after we packed up...

• I shouldn't have forgotten to bring along my towel when we climbed that tower thing that made my legs shake for a long period of time even after I got down from it.
• If ever I brought the towel for the tower, I should've brought another one 'cause right after the tower, we got ourselves into the weird maze. We probably thought that it was one of those small mazes that's easy to get out of but we were very wrong. We were all very tired and dehydrated when we were running around with no sense of direction inside the maze so we just cheated and went back out using the way we used to get in.
• I also should've brought more liquids for me to consume since one water jug wasn't enough for all those lost liquids.
• I think I should've crossed the hanging rope course instead of jumping down after two hanging ropes. Ah, if only my legs didn't *violently* shake when I was there. I sure was a large hazard to both myself and the others because I swear that my legs were making the rope for your feet to vibrate fast. After all that, I really should've... oh wait, I really shouldn't have done it.

The bus trip going back to school was next. It was *much* more enjoyable compared to the first bus trip. For the whole duration of the trip, we played "Query" and "Ice Breaker 2 'Hard Questions'" which brought out some interesting and juicy bits of information out. The latter was composed of--yes, you guessed it--Hard Questions! It was full of emotional, scandalous, and weird questions while the former, Query, was filled with more playful types of questions. I guess we caught the attention of the other people in the bus with our loud voices and the fact that we had two teachers playing with us.

Peasant Day...?!

"Tight Tayo Sa Globe // I'm a floating head. >_<"

We were looking forward to another review session at Ayra's house but while we were on the way to get a tricycle from school, we got cornered by these two fourth years-Dana and Dona-and they forced us to sit for a *long* while. So yeah, we were basically held hostage at the school's tricycle area along with a second year named Mark. Whenever we tried to escape, they would grab us and put us back to were we sat. They claimed that they needed to do that because they didn't have anything to do and they were about to graduate.

Well, when we were able to escape because of a certain distraction, we immediately went inside one of the tricycles. One for me, Casey, and Ayra and another for Mark. Just before I could say "Hey, that was weird // 'musta naman yun?", Dana suddenly forced herself inside our tricycle and Dona was in Mark's. I totally thought that they were just kidding but they actually followed us to Ayra's house and they also brought Mark along. Plus, they were wearing their ACP uniforms so they looked like the police when they were surrounding us as we walked out of the tricycles.

This was supposed to be my third session of review in Ayra's house, but with those people in the room, I swear, you can't review even for a little. At first, they said that they could review us because Dona got exempted at a few exams before, but it turned to them talking about how they copy from each other during exams and their teachers didn't care. After that, we simply didn't talk about school anymore. We went from talking about their adventures during their so-called "Peasant Day" (they actually call each other "Peasant"), to taking a *whole lot* of pictures. And just before they left, they force-fed us large scoops of ice cream and took pictures of it. Well, only Dona's scoop was the largest. *shrug* I remember the excess ice cream dripping from her mouth.

Oh yeah, they took Mark along with them when they left. They said that they would take care of him and take him home. Wait, to his house or to *their* house? Hmm, Dona Sosa, Dana Chanyongco, Mark Advincula (sp? XD)... they're quite amusing people. XD

Totally Spies

Hoo! Here we go, here we go~ On a mission undercover, and we're in control! Here we go, here we goooo~! LOL Yes, my friends and I were just looking around in ATC when we saw the Totally Spies 'show'. Yes, it was... uhh... horrible! Videos at the end (will try)

It all started with the announcer going all: "Do you want to see Totally Spies?!". The kids follow-up with a loud "YESSSS!" and they repeat it until it becomes loud enough to give enough hype for the 'spies' to enter. Well, when they finally entered, there was a blank response from the crowd. The kids were hoping for amazing, cool spies but they got older people dressed up as Alex, Sam, and Clover. I swear that the one playing Alex is AT LEAST 30 years old. LOL

We were at the side part of the stage when we were laughing our guts out when all of a sudden, Alex gave me the ol' "Mmhmm" black person evil-eye. It might be because I point when I laugh so I guess she saw me. She managed to give me an evil look while on-stage because of a scene where she hugs Sam. You know, since it was a side hug, her face couldn't be seen from the audience's point of view but it was definitely visible from the side of the stage.

By the way, in the videos, you could also see Candy Sweet - the cheerleader in black. She's basically the villain for that show. She makes weird stunts involving cartwheels. Well, you'd think that it was a must see, but no, no, she was wearing pants underneath the cheer-skirt. Long pants, in fact. So, yeah, nothing interesting there. Ah yes, the videos were taken the next day. If we took it during the first time we were there, you'll hear nothing but out laughter. XD

Ahh, good times~

(Videos snatched from Galo)

[insert videos here]

Oh crap! I can't snatch them! XD Well, just go to Galo's Blog to view the videos under the blog entry entitled "Totally Spies Totally Live (All out Hoe Fest...).

Prom is for Promiscuous

Well, well, the much awaited JS Prom has passed and I could say that I've had more fun in other places. Some were pretty much disappointed because they didn't get to participate in the dance. Sure, it's partly their fault but since I'm not a punctuality whore, I'll say that it's the program's fault. After greeting us and letting us sit after singing the national anthem - which, by the way, had a weird stuttering effect most probably due to the lousy audio capabilities of the school - and listening to the ever-so-repetitive prayer-song, they immediately started the per-section dance portion. It went something like:

"Since this night is going to be so exciting, let's start it off with the much prepared for dance portion!"

I wasn't all that surprised since I got to see the script before the program actually started, but for the others that didn't, they pretty much had the words "OH SHI-" written on their faces the moment they heard it. Our section was probably the luckiest out of the third years in terms of punctuality. I guess we were all present at the time even if we were the second to perform. Some were really disappointed because they didn't get to dance and showcase what they've prepared for so much, as I stated in the first paragraph. Something unfortunate also happened with my supposed prom date. She immediately left after entering the venue. Let's just leave that topic with quite an amusing quote.

"You don't see a crying girl in a short dress being chased by four to five people carrying a dummy on a usual night in a country club."

Well, all-in-all, I thought that the prom was pretty enjoyable but I seriously had better times in other places. If I were in charge of the program, I would probably insert a brief history of the prom at the start instead of starting immediately with the dance. And yes, I would ensure that they refill the buffet because they DIDN'T. Those bitches didn't give me a chance to get a second helping of the wonderful potato souffle. Hey, how do you spell that again? Let's just hope I'm right.

Oh yeah, I learned one thing, at least, after the prom. Prom is actually a shortened word for Promenade, am I right? Yeah, out of all the possible lessons that I could've learned, I learned that lousy one. XD

Late

I always wonder why I tend to write about things that happen weeks ago instead of writing them the moment they happen. Well, whatever. First up would be from when we went to Tagaytay last, last week. Usually, the on-the-way part would be the most enjoyable segment of the trip but I sadly wasted the car-ride moments by reading the novel 'Memoirs of a Geisha'. Why the hell did I read that instead of talking to them? Well, first of all, I couldn't really relate to the stuff they were talking about but I guess I had fun by just listening to them. Sad, isn't it? Maybe I would've been able to strike up a conversation if I sat next to them. Yeah, in the van, there were three rows. Each row had different topics that they were talking about. I, sadly, was seated in the first row, next to the driver. Yes, so it's either talk to the driver, or read the novel I brought along. Of course, I read the novel since I'm not that much of a conversationalist. Plus, what in the world could a driver and a student of my age talk about?

I wouldn't write about when we actually got to Tagaytay though. There really isn't much for me to write about, since I didn't take part in 1/3 of the activities that were planned. So, next up would be V-day. Why do I call it V-day? It's because I don't know whether it's Valentines, Valentine's, or Valentines' Day. Yes, that's another sad thing.

Anyway, a few of my friends were planning to go out, watch a movie, and eat dinner together. But wait, there has to be some sort of catch, right? Sadly, there was. There were supposed to be three couples in that outing, including two single people and that already includes me. The other single person backed out because of 'lack of money' as she put it. I knew I would get stuck with those couples. I wanted to back out as well but they kept persuading me to go. Then, two more didn't go. They had their reasons. So that left us with one (!) couple, two people with partners who didn't go, and me, who had no partner to begin with. Well, that night went out fine for me, I guess. It was fun, regardless of all those partners. I'm happy 'cause I got to watch the movie I wanted to see (it sucked beyond reason though), and I ate in the restaurant I wanted to eat in (Yeah, that succeeded after successfully, yet shamefully, evacuating the other restaurant/cafe which had an overpriced menu. Hey, don't call me cheap. The cheapest thing on their menu was worth 60 pesos and that's bottled water!)

Decision

A pretty interesting topic came up this week: my plans for college. I never really thought about it that much. I guess it wasn't my plan but my mother's. She worked hard to support her family and now she wants me to transfer there. I used to think that it would be alright. I thought that nothing would change. Maybe I just never thought about it.

After graduating here, I'm supposed to transfer there and continue my with my college education there. I just realized what I would be leaving behind after being asked and persuaded to stay here by a few of my classmates. I kept telling them that it would be hard to say no to her after all her hard work and patience. It all ended with them telling me an oh, so overused line.

"You'll never know until you try."

Guess what, I actually did. I sort of regretted that decision, but at the same time, I felt a little relieved. It's like a load taken off my back or something like that. When she replied to my little query regarding 'what-ifs' about transferring and staying in the Philippines, I was a bit worried. She said things like wanting to feel like a family after a long time, she wanted to not waste time, since life is short. I didn't know how to reply to that until 3 hours passed and I actually did. At first, I didn't want to reply yet but I think I accidentally pressed the send button after being used to send something after typing something long in Yahoo mail. ._.

Well, enough of that drama. LOL! XD I actually had two other unfortunate things happening to me before this happened. Let me enumerate them for you.

1. I wore my PE-shirt backwards to school. It's a good thing someone noticed immediately while I was on my way to the third floor. If anyone asks me about it, I'll tell them that it was for a presentation.

2. Tricycle-related mishaps. I kept messing up when getting tricycles. There's already this place where tricycles gathered for students and I didn't know which one was available until one of them screamed at me. I guess you can imagine the other tricycle-related mishaps if you know how horrible I am at commuting.

And now, I'll be ending this post with four very special words: 'That', 'will', 'be', and 'all'.

Unusual Events

Woo! The school year is about to end! I'm getting closer to college education and I don't know whether I should be happy or not. If possible, I would like to study here in the Philippines along with my friends! D: Well, I guess I should learn how to fit in or something. I don't even have the slightest clue on how college 'works'. I wonder what American universities would have in store for me~

That's not really what I was planning to write about. If ever I would write about that, then expect the title to be something less... you know. XD Well, let's proceed to the unusual events, shall we? I have encountered three (3) unusual events since my last post.

(1) The first unusual event would have to be the visit of a local television artist/dancer/whatever to our school. I think it was Rayver... something. It interrupted the flow of our classes. Female students kept rushing outside. A pair even went to the comfort room. Oh, by comfort room, I mean an excuse to go downstairs to look. It didn't even stop at the female students! Our gay teacher supposedly 'had something to photocopy', if you know what I mean and one pregnant teacher came rushing downstairs, according to some sources but confirmed by herself the day after. Take note: she was pregnant and she was rushing downstairs to meet the guy.

(2) These three would probably be considered being ordered in descending order of unusualness. Well, the next one would be the time when I got measured for my coat for prom use. The moment I entered, I knew that I wouldn't be able to last. They were playing some sort of Filipino novelty song album and the ones that played while I was being measured were two 'infamous' Viva Hot Babes songs - 'Basketball' and 'Kikay'. I couldn't help but chuckle while those two played but I thought I could counter the songs with my iPod. Sadly, they asked me to remove it so I had to hold everything in. A certain line was the final straw and sadly, I burst out when they were about to measure my crotch area for the pants.

"Sorta, Kinda, Like-a, Parang, Medyo Maypagka~ Sayaw KIKAY~!"

(3) The least unusual would be the time when I discovered that my grandmother listens to rap and hip-hop. It was an awkward moment when we were on our way to the church when my uncle told me that my grandmother listens to my iPod when I'm at school. Guess what, she actually confirmed it! Well, she also said that you shouldn't put stereotypes on old people. They could be as hip as us youngsters. She also sang 'Don't Matter' by Akon on the way to the church since her 'musical interest' was out. And by 'sang', I meant attempted to sing but failed because of wrong notes and lyrics. I guess that it's the least unusual, at least for me, because I've always considered my family to be a bit hip-er than the others.

"Lol."

Autobiography

This doesn't seem like an autobiography but I passed it as is because of my poor memory of my childhood. Plus, our teacher said to make it more story-ish. LOL

A mist clears as the enshrouded past reveals itself – looking back from over a decade and a half, I end up at a dead end. I can’t imagine any images from back then. Words and names are the only ones I remember.

Yes, I am the child of Shirley Legaspi and Warwinn Sy – two people only to be split-up by the rush of parenthood. My mother occasionally comes home with bruises on her arms. They said that it was from my father but such a sight couldn’t be comprehended by a mere child. To me, those bruises were necessary between lovers- husband and wife. What can I say? I guess I have a somewhat unusual mind.

I grew up believing that my family was complete but was it really? I didn’t think that my mother and father weren’t together at that time. It only occurred to me a few years later – when my father told a friend of his that he was with his wife. What did I see? I simply saw my father’s friend and her daughter with us in my father’s car but that was only a few moments before that statement was said. My views suddenly changed and I sort of became more emotional.

My mom was a person who worked as a nurse in the United States for the welfare of our family. I was raised as someone who was used to ‘overseas’ goodies’. I lived at Tondo, Manila so I guess such things could be easily appreciated. I was raised living without my parents. I saw my mother as this person who was made to just keep sending goods and my father as this person who I’m supposed to visit every weekend. Was I wrong? Of course I was.

“I was raised living without my parents.” Does it sound like the start of the story worthy to be on dramatic television shows on late-night spots that make your tears jerk? It does, doesn’t it? Well, my life’s story would probably get rejected and trampled on. I was a spoiled brat. I cried when I didn’t get what I wanted. Of course, they wouldn’t allow me to get everything except this one special person – our neighbor and probably my grandmother’s best friend.

She was my choice. I favored her more than everyone else. She was the only I considered that cared for me. I treated everyone else as nuisances and just people who get me the things I want. This is the typical spoiled brat’s mind’s cycle. Of course it was wrong. I was too young to differentiate the wrong from right. I lived that lifestyle until just before entering adolescence. Traces of that rather unwanted personality would still be with me, I guess. After all, I believe that you are what you are and if you wanted to change you would still somehow retain bits and pieces of your original self – your fated self.

As a spoiled child, I was dissatisfied with my grandfather’s death. After his death, our wealth deteriorated to small amounts. Our only source of wealth would be my mother and her two brothers. I used to think that we would go downhill from then on. We used to be one of the known people in our home but after my grandfather’s death, we ended up transferring homes and being normal, typical people who lived in a quiet neighborhood.

Yes, we ended where we are today. We transferred to BF Southland Classic Homes after the passing away of my grandfather. Did we really deserve this? Well, things happen for a reason after all. Everyone else probably didn’t deserve it but I, on the other hand, did, in my opinion. I didn’t shed a single tear during his funeral. I think I even laughed at my grandmother weeping at his grave. At that age, I probably didn’t understand the real losses that occur during someone’s death. Was my age the real problem? Maybe it was the way I think or view things.

I transferred at about when I was in Grade 4 – Elementary. I guess I lucked out when I immediately acquired friends. People truly are friendly when they’re young. Older ones tend to isolate foreign entities and do inappropriate acts to the extent of discriminating them. I truly was a lucky one.

All of those are what made me today. I could be emotional. I could be bratty. But after those experiences that I’ve been through, I could somehow comprehend the things that happen in my surroundings. I was a victim of adolescence though. I would most probably discriminate newcomers. I would say bad things behind their back. I could be the fakest person you could’ve ever met or I could be your most trusted companion. I act differently depending on the situation and I think strategically at times. This is what I am now. I’m not proud of it, but this is what I am. This is my life’s story.

Christmas + New Year

I wonder how these two holidays were for the others? There were some unfortunate ones - the kid who lost his sight because of fireworks, the poor people who don't get to spend even Christmas lavishly, and maybe even the workers who were given extra piles of work to do. I think my New Year and Christmas celebrations this year were just fine. They were nothing special and definitely not boring. I think the right word would be 'typical'. Sure, I got to eat more amounts of food than usual and sure, I got to spend more time with my father, but I couldn't help but to expect something extravagant. You know the feeling of expecting something yet you know that it's not really going to happen? Yeah, that's it.

Before these holidays came, I came to two of my friends' birthday celebrations. We bowled and swam in different places but in two days in a row. The crowd I was with was very similar, with the exception of a few who couldn't come on such short notice, I guess. When we bowled, I was the one with the least points. Yeah, I rock so much. When we swam, I was the one who kept staying out of the deep areas because of my lack of "treading" abilities. Yeah, that was great. Well, I guess the goal was to celebrate their birth and I guess we achieved that - plus I got to eat good food. You can never go wrong with good food.

What worries me though is how time flies by so fast. Just one more year and I would bid my friends and most of my family good-bye as I fly to the United States to study there and stay with my mom. Of course I would miss my friends and family members. Who wouldn't? I guess we should concentrate on enjoying the present instead of worrying the past, eh? I remember something that my grandmother told me during Christmas...

"We prepared for Christmas for so many days! I mean, we set up our lights, we prepare special food, and we buy presents yet Christmas is only one day. All the preparations would be gone after the celebration, could you imagine?"