breaking grounds for You

who am I, that the Lord of all the earth

would care to know my name, would care to feel my hurt

who am I,that the Bright and Morning star

would choose to light the way for my ever wandering heart

Life is plain without music

your eyes make mine twinkle. and my heart beat a little crazier.

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Sunday, August 10, 2008, 10:05 PM

GOTCHA !

ok . I was EMO. sorry for that. according to what Ate Chiui wrote on her blog( note that I'm not paid for this LOL ), everyone is EMO.
no, not the drastic type. Hindi naman yung tipong naglalaslas and all. It's part of being human...blame your emotions that are sometimes uncontrollable and I MUST say unpredictable.

woaah! It was the first time ever, that I was able to finish one footlong. Dati pa-half-long half-long lang ako. Tas ngayon. woah. And di pa ko nakuntento. nag-devour pa 'ko ng isang leche flan. YUM YUM . I had ice cream too ! Talk about completely forgetting about diet. DA-YET. hahaha.

After Sunday worship service, my mom, out of nowhere suggested that we pay some of our relatives a visit. I was hesistant to go because ::

o1.) I will just be doing a lot of sitting and answering the same question older people ask "Anong grade/year mo na?". Parati nalang ganun ang tanong. Why not " Hey, sina Luis at Angel na ba?" or "Are you in a diet? Pumapayat ka eh." or better yet "Nagpa-Belo ka ba?" I would be grateful to hear that. *grins

o2.) I'd rather be in front of the computer all day long than sit, doing nothing except for listening to the elders exchanging stories not because you want to, but there's nothing else to do. And even if you don't intend to listen ( remember etiquette rules? ), you can't help it because their voices are so loud like they have these mics in their throats. Grrr.

My niece ( who ages 20 years old I think? ) really entertained me the best way she can. Kasi naman, I was like a kid throwing tantrum because I was really bored na. In the first place, it was against my will to go there. My mom just insisted and left me with no choice. So I was blaming her, telling her that " Yan kasi, sabi ko ng wag na 'ko sasama. Ano naman gagawin ko dito? Maghapong tutunganga. " Grabbee. I sounded like I was scolding my mother. hahahaha. Inis na inis na 'ko talaga. And realtives know me. Kapag tahimik na 'ko, may nararamdaman na akong di kanais-nais sa aking katawan -- inis. Hindi po jebs. Boo.

One more thing, what they had for lunch was sisig. WADA. ! I don't each sisig. I was really hungry and this is what's for lunch, something I don't even eat? I felt like crying already ( ang babaw no?) . My aunt, knowing that I don't eat such, told me that she'll be treating me anything I want. I agreed. Gutom na eh. So yun. Punta kami sa nearby resto. Upon seeing my order placed in front of me...

( She's the closest aunt to me, next to my Tita Pau. We were like cousins rather than aunt-niece ones. )

me: wow! ang haabaaa! di ko mauubos yan.

tita vicky: che! kaya mo yan. mauubos mo yan. sa taba mong yan.

me: awts. sama.

after a few bites....

me: tita, pag naubos ko 'to, secret lang natin ah. Wag mo pagsasabi. Promise?

she broke into a series of laughters.

her: ah sige promise. Di ko pagsasabi. KUNG MAPIGILAN KO. pag di ko napigil na di sabihin, sorry na lang ah?

me: ayyyyeeeee! ang sama talaga. bahala ka ! walang spongebob apo mo ( which will be my godson)

her: ay hinde.! sige. hindi na. pag nasa amin na yung spongebob, dun ko na siguro di mapipigil. Sa reunion siguro dun ko sasabihin, pag nasa akin na yung mic at nakikinig silang lahat.

me: ?????!!!! .

since I was really starving, I didn't care anymore. Bahala siya kung sabihin nya man.
I was able to finish that one super footlong. YAK. Ang takaw.

After eating and some stories, we went back to my niece's house, my nephew pulled a prank on me.

him: Tita, gusto mo makakita ng pamatay ng buwaya?

me: (perplexed) Oh?

him: eto oh. * showed me his older brother's ID

me: haha! sumbong kita sa kuya mo.

him: *he left. then came back with something on his hand that he was hiding behind him.
eto na talaga ang pamatay.

me: * i thought he was going to show me his ID this time, but boy! was I fooled.
oh ano na naman yan? patingin.

him: bwaaaaaaahhhh! * tossed a FREAKIN' FREAKIN' FAKE SNAKE on my face.

I shrieked. I really did. Like how flirty or "pampam" girls do. It was a really loud shriek.
Good thing hindi ko siya nasuntok or nasipa or did anything brutal to that freshman guy.
The elders, who were chatting outside turned and all eyes were on me. As in all. First time in my whole life na gumawa ako ng eksena. Swear. And it was the first time too that I heard myself shriek like that. Dyahe.

At least napatunayan ko na babae pala ako. Na marunong pala akong tumili if triggered.
wahaha.

that wasn't the end yet.

and i'm saving it for tomorrow's post. :)
it needs extra attention.
hahaha