There and back again

Happy Birthday to Kuya Luis!

After a long day on the road, I can’t believe I actually have enough energy for updates. (From all the smoke I’ve inhaled, I somehow get the feeling I’m going to die of lung cancer when I’m old…)It’s now 9:04 PM (that time check was brought to you by me) and hopefully Dad’s computer will hold out long enough for me to do a decent blog entry. I can’t really decide which pc is crazier: ours or Dad’s. I suppose ours is nuttier by a fraction of a mile. It’s driving everyone up the wall.

Alright, stop. Now for the main point of this whole thing.

We went to Pampanga to pay our respects to the dear departed. Now that I think about it, La Pieta is actually a nice cemetery. It’s so… green and leafy… And alive (eh???). Er, scrap that.
A lot of people were getting buried, so I got to see several mourning processions stampede (s-l-o-w-l-y) by. There was also this military guy who got buried. Oh my, how the people swaaaarm. They just come runnin’. (Ang usi talaga ng Pinoy.) Some military people were present, who did a “21-gun salute”. I watched them. The first shots made me jump, after which my knees buckled. I didn’t think it was going to be THAT loud. (And to think that I play Lara Croft, tsk tsk. But then again, I always turn the sound off.) I got myself together somehow and watched the rest of the firing in apprehension.

I watched Supersize Me yesterday. Haha, I love the songs they used (yummy, yummy, yummy I’ve got luv in my tummy, and I feel like luvin’ you…). Ironically, we had McDonald’s for breakfast a while ago. If it’s one good thing about cost cutting, it’s the fact that we won’t have to worry about growing waistlines when we go to McDo.

I suppose I’ll be posting my wishlist sometime soon. Just to get my bearings right, and my priorities straight. More goals, more things to do. Whoopee.

The sembreak stretches infinitely in front of me. Ah, boredom. It makes time crawl to an unbearable pace, yet makes the days slide by like nothing. Since I’m still craving for paperdolls, I’ve decided to TRY and execute the visual I’ve been thinking over for the past few days. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for success.

Tsk, I nearly forgot the reflection paper on Coach Carter. Trust my school to make us watch something good, then turn it into some spiritual learning experience. There’s also that short story I promised Melinda. We ended up talking about Snow, Glass, Apples last Tuesday, on which I had to explain all the subtle details in the story. Gaiman has a way of weaving the story into delicate folds and hints. The best thing about it is, he makes the reader think about the whole picture, which then makes more impact than saying it blatantly on paper. Hay. Neil Gaimaaaaan. Now that’s one thing I’d want for Christmas.

Piano lessons again on Wednesday. We’re doing interpretation now. Damn, I just can’t do it. Teacher does one phrase, I imitate in the same manner but it sounds different! Hers is as graceful as a brushstroke. Mine is as horrible as a jagged line. You can actually hear it. Frustrating. Dammit.

I feel like a puppy that tries too hard.