It's back to work again and I am having a hard time with my middle finger (right hand) coz there is something on it… i should let a nail doctor check it before everything get's so complicated. Sigh! Just like my life.
How holy was my holy week? It wasn't holy… I had been a devil. I spent my holy week in grudges, pain, evil thoughts and deeds and didn't even go to church nor say a prayer, nor do any reflections. I acted so bad. I am so guilty that I just wanna close my eyes right now and vanish together with the five-day-dust that has accumulated here in the office. I saw scattered poo of rats in my keyboard today, i am infected. But of course I have to brush it off, hurry to the boss' office and try to start another boring day of struggle and expecting what would happen. Just waiting…
Maundy Thursday was lonely, i got up early, tried to read a book and slept the whole afternoon till it get dark and till I could no longer stand the different mosquito attacks. Earlier thatday, I met up with kathrina at Super Metro to buy some things for our Kawasan Trip, I tagged Jenel along and I bought something to eat for friday and a dickie's sleeveless on sale. That night Yotchie told me he is in Lahug with Smile.
Friday, a good friday as what I saw in the calendar, but it was not. Mama was in raged banging us with words you'd swear you wouldn't hear. I opened an old box full of college photocopies, notes and letters, and so many memories of my active extra-curricular activities in school. I was overly thinking of Yotchie… He said he was not feeling fine and I made an undecided trip to his place. I was thankful that I still have his keys. He was perhaps surprised. ANd I was surprised as well… I was surprises to find myself there… waking him up and cheering him to take his bath. I wanted him to be with me. Since it's Mama's birthday, we bought lechon manok which didn't have a nice history when we bought it. What I mean with "history" was I was angered with the food attendant who sold to us the chicken because he was so rude. Later on I realized that I was just hungry, maybe, that I get so pissed off easily. Anyways, that was it. We went home and had a hearty dinner. The pasta Jenel cooked was friendly to our taste buds… and later that night in the middle of "The Ten Commandments" on TV, Mama Susing and Te Ammy arrived. It was our turn to host the rosary. I was assigned to read the gospel which happened to be very long… it started with Judas kissing Jesus up to Jesus' death and till he was buried in the tomb. Yotchie went home at midnight while I tried to catch up for some sleep.
Black Saturday, we woke up at 3am to cook rice. And time just passed by that it was time to stand by the road and wait for KAthrina and Faith. It was still dark, till the sky opened up a little for the light to touch the ground till it was 5:30 am. Faith didn't make it. Kathrina did. Knowing that there were already two people waiting for us at DD-SBT, we took a cab, picked up Marvin (who was so slow) in Wireless and bwalahh, we were standing at Librandos' shed. We boarde the bus and was contemplating on whether I should be by the window, but i don't want the strong winds & dust to kiss my face. So I sat in between Kathrina and Gabz. We knew that we were already delayed and then the tire just went crazy, we had to wait for 30 minutes in Naga for the "rescue bus". Marvin had consumed three servings of Taho, while Kathrina was on her ready-to-pee mode. We decided to wait. It was a consensus decision. Gabz was still, weel, trying to win his proposition that we take ride to Carcar and find a bus that would carry us to Badian. Then one by one, the jokes went out, i have to laugh. At least I know I was in a good-humored company. I was with Skinny Marvin, The I-Thought-You-Are-Innocent Patrick, Half-Evil Gabz, Curly Kathrina and The First-Timer-Kawasan-Visitor Jean.
I tried to relax and at least inhaled the morning breeze of the city's polluted district hoping to make a comparative study as the bus goes further away from the metro. I wasn't able to take bonamine but had somehow managed the winding road in Barili by imaginarily dancing and singing. Yotchie, thanks for the mp3 player.
I would have really wanted him to go with us. I would always be reminded of him whenever I am riding on a bus. There is so much memory If he was with me I could have easily forgotten my wriggling tummy, forget the distractions, forget other people and saved me from evil thoughts.
It was expected, the falls was overcrowded and I was surprised to meet ivi who was on her way home. The first falls was really packed with tourists, a korean group, childrens and lots of childrens running around, bikinis and tops in dainty colors that reminds me of nips (chocolate-coated-with rainbow colors) were walking around. I was wondering if they would let us share Kawasan. After a quick assult (as if it was an assault), we settled in the second falls, found a round table worth P300 bucks and fall in line to cook Kathrina's marinated pork. Please check PHOTOS for the freezed memories.
It was fun… I discovered that Patrick is no longer virgin, that he has 17 girlfriends while Gabz has 14. That Gabz believes that his purity in bed is something that he would give as a gift to his future wife. What else? I heard them talked about lovelife, their views about my relationship and how men acted on a relationship. It was a learning experience that i made sure that on our way home in the bus, I stll get to talk to them. Jenel and I got home at 9pm. I was exhausted. My body's aching. I badly needed a massage.
Sunday, Happy Easter! Stayed at home and watched ASAP. After I told Yotchie that we had lechon, pepino and crabby, he texted that he is coming. I spent Sunday with him.
Monday, Araw ng Kagitingan, the last day of my short vacation, sigh! after i hurriedly hid my old papers from mama's views, i went to his place… and spent the whole afternoon with him… weeehhh! And went to Watch Republic at SM too later that day to redeem the TIMEX watch. Papa was happy to receive it even if he doesn't tell me. We had two separate dinner together, one at Manang's Cafe and at the house. I'd get fat again Yotchie…
That's how holy my week has been…
How holy was my holy week? It wasn't holy… I had been a devil. I spent my holy week in grudges, pain, evil thoughts and deeds and didn't even go to church nor say a prayer, nor do any reflections. I acted so bad. I am so guilty that I just wanna close my eyes right now and vanish together with the five-day-dust that has accumulated here in the office. I saw scattered poo of rats in my keyboard today, i am infected. But of course I have to brush it off, hurry to the boss' office and try to start another boring day of struggle and expecting what would happen. Just waiting…
Maundy Thursday was lonely, i got up early, tried to read a book and slept the whole afternoon till it get dark and till I could no longer stand the different mosquito attacks. Earlier thatday, I met up with kathrina at Super Metro to buy some things for our Kawasan Trip, I tagged Jenel along and I bought something to eat for friday and a dickie's sleeveless on sale. That night Yotchie told me he is in Lahug with Smile.
Friday, a good friday as what I saw in the calendar, but it was not. Mama was in raged banging us with words you'd swear you wouldn't hear. I opened an old box full of college photocopies, notes and letters, and so many memories of my active extra-curricular activities in school. I was overly thinking of Yotchie… He said he was not feeling fine and I made an undecided trip to his place. I was thankful that I still have his keys. He was perhaps surprised. ANd I was surprised as well… I was surprises to find myself there… waking him up and cheering him to take his bath. I wanted him to be with me. Since it's Mama's birthday, we bought lechon manok which didn't have a nice history when we bought it. What I mean with "history" was I was angered with the food attendant who sold to us the chicken because he was so rude. Later on I realized that I was just hungry, maybe, that I get so pissed off easily. Anyways, that was it. We went home and had a hearty dinner. The pasta Jenel cooked was friendly to our taste buds… and later that night in the middle of "The Ten Commandments" on TV, Mama Susing and Te Ammy arrived. It was our turn to host the rosary. I was assigned to read the gospel which happened to be very long… it started with Judas kissing Jesus up to Jesus' death and till he was buried in the tomb. Yotchie went home at midnight while I tried to catch up for some sleep.
Black Saturday, we woke up at 3am to cook rice. And time just passed by that it was time to stand by the road and wait for KAthrina and Faith. It was still dark, till the sky opened up a little for the light to touch the ground till it was 5:30 am. Faith didn't make it. Kathrina did. Knowing that there were already two people waiting for us at DD-SBT, we took a cab, picked up Marvin (who was so slow) in Wireless and bwalahh, we were standing at Librandos' shed. We boarde the bus and was contemplating on whether I should be by the window, but i don't want the strong winds & dust to kiss my face. So I sat in between Kathrina and Gabz. We knew that we were already delayed and then the tire just went crazy, we had to wait for 30 minutes in Naga for the "rescue bus". Marvin had consumed three servings of Taho, while Kathrina was on her ready-to-pee mode. We decided to wait. It was a consensus decision. Gabz was still, weel, trying to win his proposition that we take ride to Carcar and find a bus that would carry us to Badian. Then one by one, the jokes went out, i have to laugh. At least I know I was in a good-humored company. I was with Skinny Marvin, The I-Thought-You-Are-Innocent Patrick, Half-Evil Gabz, Curly Kathrina and The First-Timer-Kawasan-Visitor Jean.
I tried to relax and at least inhaled the morning breeze of the city's polluted district hoping to make a comparative study as the bus goes further away from the metro. I wasn't able to take bonamine but had somehow managed the winding road in Barili by imaginarily dancing and singing. Yotchie, thanks for the mp3 player.
I would have really wanted him to go with us. I would always be reminded of him whenever I am riding on a bus. There is so much memory If he was with me I could have easily forgotten my wriggling tummy, forget the distractions, forget other people and saved me from evil thoughts.
It was expected, the falls was overcrowded and I was surprised to meet ivi who was on her way home. The first falls was really packed with tourists, a korean group, childrens and lots of childrens running around, bikinis and tops in dainty colors that reminds me of nips (chocolate-coated-with rainbow colors) were walking around. I was wondering if they would let us share Kawasan. After a quick assult (as if it was an assault), we settled in the second falls, found a round table worth P300 bucks and fall in line to cook Kathrina's marinated pork. Please check PHOTOS for the freezed memories.
It was fun… I discovered that Patrick is no longer virgin, that he has 17 girlfriends while Gabz has 14. That Gabz believes that his purity in bed is something that he would give as a gift to his future wife. What else? I heard them talked about lovelife, their views about my relationship and how men acted on a relationship. It was a learning experience that i made sure that on our way home in the bus, I stll get to talk to them. Jenel and I got home at 9pm. I was exhausted. My body's aching. I badly needed a massage.
Sunday, Happy Easter! Stayed at home and watched ASAP. After I told Yotchie that we had lechon, pepino and crabby, he texted that he is coming. I spent Sunday with him.
Monday, Araw ng Kagitingan, the last day of my short vacation, sigh! after i hurriedly hid my old papers from mama's views, i went to his place… and spent the whole afternoon with him… weeehhh! And went to Watch Republic at SM too later that day to redeem the TIMEX watch. Papa was happy to receive it even if he doesn't tell me. We had two separate dinner together, one at Manang's Cafe and at the house. I'd get fat again Yotchie…
That's how holy my week has been…
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