Very uncomfortable

I couldn't sleep last night, partly because I was sweating so much, and partly because I am still scared of the night. Actually, I snuggled into Bianca's bed. Needless to say, at our age, a single bed is VERY UNCOMFORTABLE when shared, and in this heat too.

So why the hell did I do that anyway?

The vision of the afternoon just kept coming back to me. I went to the class party, and it was a blast, really. There was just one creepy thing. Some of my classmates were playing with this little kid, Erick (who's the househelp's kid, I think). I was sitting on the couch, Kyla to my right and Jenina to my left. We were watching them play, when Kyla quietly said to them "Don't listen to him." There was something very unnerving about the way she spoke. I felt an involuntary shudder run through me. Curious as to why she said that, I asked her. "Basta..." she said. After a while, though, I got her to tell me. The kid, she said, sees things and suddenly points. The problem is, he isn't really sure, because he doesn't know what they are. So you can't be sure if he's pointing at something (um, spirits?) or if he just does that to get attention. Strange little kid. I relaxed a bit and continued to watch them. Now Ghe was asking him "San yung mumu?" Tanungin ba naman! Erick pointed up, to the balcony/window, which I can't accurately describe.

"Nandon?" The kid nods. "What's his name?"

"Charlie."

WAAAAH!!! I was getting really scared. This was the reason why Kyla doesn't like staying at Anj's place when night falls, she told me.

That freaky incident was the reason why I couldn't go to the bathroom alone after that. Strange things happened, though as to their authenticity, I'm not so sure.

Well, nightmare re-lived, I'm going to write about other things now. Below are some excerpts from my favorite books. They aren't exactly my favorite parts in my favorite books, cause some of them's going to be spoilers if I put it here.

ABNKKBSNPLAKo?! Mga Kwentong Chalk ni Bob Ong - by Bob Ong
I think this is the only Tagalog book which I've read out of my own accord.
p.45

"Kung sa elementary e nagbabago ang itsura ng mga estudyante, lalo naman sa highschool. Asar. Public enemy number 1 ang tigyawat. Nakakahiya 'yung malalaking pigsawat (combined force ng pigsa at tigyawat) na pag dumapo sa mukha mo e talagang nagsusumigaw ang "TIGYAWAT AKO! TIGYAWAT AKO! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" Dyahe, lalo na 'yung acne na nagbubutas-butas ng mukha na pag nilagyan mo ng ketchup e pwede ka na sa Night of the Living Dead. Isabay mo pa d'yan ang baduy na uniform, prescribed 3x4 haircut, at boses na piyok nang piyok. Pilit kang pinagmumukhang pangit sa edad na pilit kang nagpapa-cute..."

The Rainmaker -by John Grisham
Very entertained by this one.
pp. 302-303

"...The fifth member of Great Benefit's legal team is Brandon Fuller Grone, pitifully unnummeraled and inexplicably uninitialed. I can't understand why he doesn't proclaim himself B. Fuller Grone, like a real big-firm lawyer. he's twenty- seven, two years out of Memphis State, where he finished number one in his class and left a wide trail. He was a legend when I started law school, and I crammed for first-year exams by using his old outlines.
Ignoring the two years M. Alec Plunk Junior spent clerking for a federal judge, there are fifty-eight years of experience packed tightly around the defense table.
I received my law license less than a month ago. My staff has flunked the bar exam six times.
I performed all this math late last night while digging through the library at Memphis State, a place I can't seem to shake. The law firm of Rudy Baylor owns a grand total of seventeen law books, all leftovers from school, and virtually worthless..."

Lirael - by Garth Nix
I still have Sabriel and Abhorsen to buy. Thanks to Ate Kit for lending me the trilogy in the first place.
p. 373-374

"...A few seconds after Lirael noticed the silence of the First Gate, the sound of the crashing water resumed. Whatever had stilled it had passed through,and was now in the First Precinct of Dath. With Lirael.
Lirael peered into the distance, unable to see anything moving. The grey light and flatness or the river made it hard to work out distances, and she had no idea whether the First Gate was close as it sounded. She knew it was marked by a veil of mist, and she couldn't see it.
To be on the safe side, Lirael drew both sword and pipes and took several steps towards Life, till she was close enough to feel its warmth at her back. She should cross now, she knew, but a daredevil curiosity gripped her and kept her there-- the urge to see, albeit briefly, a denizen of Death..."

Memoirs of Pontius Pilate - by James R. Mills
An excellent read, more on a historical view than a spiritual one.
p.121-122

"...After a while, my chief assistant came back to me and told me, "That carpenter walked in to the forecourt of the the temple swinging a scourge, and he used it on the men who were selling sacrificial animals. He also tipped over the tables of money changers, and that sent everyone scambling around after all the coins. It was very funny."
The next morning my scribe read to me the first of the written reports from the servant of he high priest. In part it said, "The fellow shouted at the merchants and the money changers as he was driving them out of the temple, 'It is written, "My house shall be called a house of prayer," but you have made it a den of thieves!'"
"So now he has infuriated those men who do business in the temple," I commented. "Can they do him any harm?"
"No, they can't," the scribe said. "Most Jews don't approve of them being there in the temple."
"If that is the case, why are they in the temple?"
"They all have licenses to be there," the scribe replied with a sour look. "They purchase them from the high priests."
"So what he just did was another attack on the chief priests."
"And it will really upset them. Selling the liecenses to do business in the temple produces a lot of income for them." ...

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That's it for now. I'm rather tired of typing, so that will have to do. Keep in mind, I DID NOT WRITE THESE (duh). A friendly reminder, just in case.