Death and All of His Friends

The weekend is about to end but I got at least 20 hours to savor it. My weekend is good if not for a bad news that came to me. As of writing i am currently sipping diluted Korean coffee I scored from the grocery earlier. I took a day off from work Friday and God I'm thankful I did. Started doing the dreaded laundry I've been trying to avoid for 2 months. I finished off the colored ones Friday night and I was dead tired by 9pm. Woke up at 3, famish and alone. I thought I could fight it off and tweet or instagram my way out but darn I was shaking so I headed to the nearest McDonalds where they served me coffee brewed, I guess, from last night. I wanted to make a scene and go back to the counter but I didn't. Apparently, my horoscope told me told that my day would be great if I had the right attitude for that day.

So yeah, I let it pass and set the coffee aside and instead feasted on my hot fudge sundae. While eating I decided to read again the text messages I have received while I was sleeping. So there's this one text that my sister sent around 10pm saying Ate Vivian's dead. She used to be our house helper/nanny who's been with us for 5 years. I grew up looking up to her and treating her like a big sister. She is runaway and is barely on her teenage year when she first arrive to our house. I thought I was all okay with the news and my initial reaction was like, oh well life ends at some point. Then when I took a bath it finally hit me -- that the person I first came to know as an older sibling is dead and I will never see her again. So there, I started crying and wailing like a baby in the shower. Now when I think about it, I cringe for doing that in the shower of all places. But yeah, I was like in that state for at least an hour and the whole time it was all flashbacks of good and bad memories we had. On how we used to go to church every Sunday, how she thought me how to sew not just doll clothes but as well as my own, how she would pinch me if I'm naughty, how she would climb the star apple tree in our front yard, how she made me go gaga over OPM songs and radio soap operas... There's just countless things I have learn from her. It even came to me that I could also run away from home like her. So that was it, her life ended in a snap. No one had seen it coming. I should have known the last time I met with her at the airport in 2011 that it would be the last. I should have hugged her for another second or minute even if that would mean missing my flight. Wherever she is I am hoping she is at peace.

I'm sharing this pic taken around 20 years ago. It was one summer afternoon and our chickenpoxes just healed.

I'll meet you there!

I am back home. No, I am just in the city not back in my hometown. Been a tiring two months since summer started and I know we haven't had half of it. I have been restless since March -- Baguio, Boracay, coupled with random beach trips on weekends and some barkada bonding over food and booze and a week-long of work. Man, I am superwoman. So I decided to take a day off of work tonight only to spend a total of 12 hours in the office earlier. It has been crazy -- at work, at home, at the beach and everywhere. I have just finished editing pics and currently uploading them on Facebook while Pink and Lana Del Rey alternately sing their heart out. Even my choice of music lately has been crazy. I've been more into pop and RnB which is so overrated (no offense people). I am not just the type who'd listen to what everybody else is listening into. I like poetry in my music. Something that would hit me bulls eye. 

Anyways, I remember I shouldn't be blogging at this very moment if Google did not email me about Legacy Migration. Of course, any sane person would be force to get up and turn that PC on if threatened about their blog being deleted. So yeah, I love this blog and I would fight it with my life. I hate it when blogsites update their pages and keeps on asking you to verify your account or email. Honestly, I can't keep up on it that is why I lost two blogs in the past. I'm just lazy, lazy and lazy. So the song playing in the PC right now is switching to the punk rock side and there goes Guns N Roses playing their hit Sweet Child O' Mine. It maybe old for teenagers nowadays but I've always been a sucker for the 70s and 80s music (except the love songs). I seldom appreciate a love song and if I do, I'd usually stick to it for years until I find another love song which is as good as the first one. And oh, Owl City's songs are love songs for me. I am so all over Adam Young and his creativity and every time I listen to his songs it creates a new feeling. Like I am feeding out of its melody and lyrics. And now my eyes are starting to water which means I am tired and I definitely need to hit the sack. So I will leave you all with this pic I experimented earlier inspired by Owl City's music and one of the things it makes me feel when I am listening to them. So I will meet you there when I close my tired eyes in a few minutes.

Of summer and blogging

I know I should have blogged this earlier or before it ever came but I was too overwhelmed when summer finally came and on weekends you no longer see me at the mall. Hell yes. I'm no longer breathing air from the air-conditioner on weekends, instead I am grasping for salty sea breeze. And yes, I still couldn't get enough. Aside from my recent discovery that Apple decided to have an app for Blogger, a good friend of mine, JK /gee-kee/ , encouraged me to continue blogging. Well yeah, sort of. I think what he really meant is to bring back my rantings on Twitter here. I kinda sorta thought of that too. Why should I limit myself with those 160 characters when I can write an entire page of trash here - my very own blog. So yeah, if you are reading this JK, feel my tight hug. ;)

And don't ask for pictures because I am too lazy to do it now, but hey! I got a this video made by JK from the recent barkada trip in Nalusuan Island in Mactan. Its interesting to know there are still tiny islands beyond Mactan. I've always thought those were just reefs that come out on low tides everytime we would fly over there. Well turns out its a community of islands that extends as far as the northern part of Bohol. Enjoy the video!

Current state of mind

It's hot. Well it's summer and there's barely a cloud above. All I can see is the blue sky, dusty road, traffic, motorists and everything that reminds me of this urban life. I wonder how long this summer could last. I'm hoping long after I'm all burned up frolicking under the sun, long after I learn to dive in a 20 feet deep water (which up to now still freaks me out), long after my bottle of sunblock runs out, long after I finish reading those three books, long after I'm done watching all episodes of Ancient Aliens, long after me and my friends gulped bottles of beer, long after, forever. I could only wish for the rainy days not to come and for this sun to shine as bright and as hot as it can. I wish could take a break for summer and just be all work during the rainy months. Well, I can only wish. :)