I got Tagged

First time I do one of these things. Thanks to Ate Don for the tag.


TWENTY YEARS AGO...

Twenty years ago, my parents weren't married yet. I was a poofy lump of something floating around in Limbo, waiting for my turn. My sister was a hundred places ahead of me in the line, and I THINK I got to see the stork wrap her up in cloudy diapers and send her off to my parents. That was AFTER they got married, of course.

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO...

I was barely three months old then. I just know I was cute.

TEN YEARS AGO...

I was five years old back then and starting school. I remember being extremely shy, and talking with strange kids terrified me. I also hated singing those excruciatingly long and repetitive number songs. Oh yeah, I hated meditation time too. "Smell the flower, blow the candle..." That's what my teacher would say a gazillion times over and over again. I never discovered the point of it all until I could think on my own. Back then I literally imagined smelling a flower, and puffing out a candle.

Haha, I also remember Mom's rules. Don't drink from the drinking fountain, it's dirty. Don't share any brush, eating utensil, towel or toothbrush with your classmates, that's unsanitary. Don't touch the stair rail, it's teeming with germs. Don't pet the cat, they might bite. Don't touch the baby, you'll infect it. Don't talk to strangers. Never accept anything from them. Eat all of your food, or else. Be polite. Be respectful. Say po and opo. Say please and thank you. Obey your elders. Don't, don't, don't!

What a tiringly long list.

FIVE YEARS AGO...

A strange time, very vague. I dislike being a 10-year old. I seriously think I wasn't very aware of my surroundings and myself, and this is a time when I sort of forgot... everything, I suppose. I feel wonderfully alive when I plan, manipulate (hehe), analyze, persuade and use all of my capabilities, all of which I am perfectly aware of. I love being 15. Good-bye ten-year old self, good-bye, good-bye...

LAST YEAR...

Possibly the best time in my life. I love my freshman year. It was when I realized that jumping on to the bandwagon was like extinguishing your individuality. I need not conform. And I could live my life as I want to, regardless of other people's opinions. I suppose that's why I like myself most, among all the people I've met, and if there's one thing to keep me going, it's vanity. Yes, vanity and vainglory. Hoho.
I detest anything that goes against originality.

Haha, Kuya Nino. Opinionated nga ako.

TODAY

I helped out a bit with Mom's catering. Nagtuhog kami ng hotdog, pagkatapos ay hiniwa yung jelly para sa buko pandan. (Incidentally, Mom made me carve a pig out of a patola last night. It was only after a few tries that I bowed down to the realization that I can NOT carve a vegetable to even save my own life. So much for the mutilated patola. Gulayin na lang daw.) After that we watched Nicole Kidman's The Others. Gawrsh. I'm such a sissy. I can't believe I nearly screamed my head off watching that not-so-scary movie. And in broad daylight too.

I phoned Angel after.

And now I'm obviously typing.

TOMORROW

I will wake up at 8am for Mass (the lateness of which is likely to infuriate Dad again), dress up, and go to Mass. After Mass I'll most probably be playing with Batchi and Leann in the chapel. We're going to our Lola's afterwards and have lunch there. And then I dash off to my piano lessons. And then... I will frantically try to research in order to save my grade from being butchered. Submission of the written report on Health is on Monday. There's an icky Lab experiment pending for Tuesday, as well as a quiz on Algeb. First test for Bio is on Wednesday.

That's so far as I can remember.

FIVE OR TEN YEARS FROM NOW...

Ten years from now I shall be a glorious twnety-five year old (HAHA!). Most probably I'll be working, just like Ate Trixie. That is, of course, assuming that the world leaders haven't declared war on each other. We never know.

AND NOW I TAG...

Hm... anyone who wants to do this. Ate Don has tagged Ate Fay already. Dunno... I'll tag Kuya Luis, but only if he'll deign to do this. But to anyone who wants to, consider yourself tagged!