Look who's back, back again, mom's back, call a friend.

It's when I saw mom come out of the car.

I went down. And the next thing I knew, as if I just recovered from a coma, we were hugging, complimenting each other, telling the other party how much has changed. But change is good, my mom emphasized that. I'll just skip the drama and move on to how the rest of my day went.

I came in school with a bag stuffed with food I'm not quite familiar with. My mom insisted on placing them in there just in case I'd get hungry. Well I only ate half of them partly cos I chose to have real food meaning rice and pork for lunch and partly cos I didn't quite like the taste of that promenade cookie. Haha. Should have brought tons of chocolates that day instead. ;)

I attended class full of positive energy, hopeful that classes would end early. If there's anything I could ask my genie that day, it's to postpone classes so I could head home early and eat dinner with my family.

Then I got a text from dad that they're somewhere trying to have quality time together and they want me to catch up If I could. I couldn't stop myself from grinning then. I was confused whether it was sweet to hear that or ok, let's be honest, twas a little gross! Haha. Im referring to the part where he's actually sharing about their date. Their first time in a very  long time. I'm happy, nevertheless. I told them I can't go out til 6 since we're having ReEd as our last class. They said it was okay, they can wait. I honestly couldn't pay attention to anything in school since I was far too excited to dine with them.

Finally, school's over. So I went straight to the jeepney stop. Apparently, most of the jeepneys didn't have vacant seats. Right. Just my luck. So I opted for a cab. Lucky there was one couple who just came out of a cab.

Then before i knew it, I was at Ayala's taxi stop! I hurried over them and straightaway suggested we eat at Casa Verde. But not to a much surprise, the tables were full. Happens everytime. Really Casa Verde? If you still intend to keep customers waiting, you'll lose them! So instead, we ate at Sunburst. I'm allergic to chicken so, well, they had the chicken all for themselves. It's okay, I opted for something else. I had calamares and spring roll. So long as we're eating together, everything is okay. Beyond okay, even.

We went home fulfilled. I helped them unpack and sort out things inside all those boxes, did my research, studied for tomorrow's possible exams, then finally went to bed happy.


PS: too bad no pictures were taken then yet.

Halloween Rants

Ok so everybody's going to a halloween party tonight and here i am left at home facing the freakin laptop doing completely nothing interesting. I wanna go to a halloween party with a Cleopatra get up or maybe dress up as Taylor Momsen and copy her Racoon eyes for once. But thing is, on a school break, I'm always on a house arrest. So maybe i'll just throw my own party at my house tonight, go dance and play with the wandering souls i can find in my room or anywhere at home actually, and see how things would go. Whatever. So what about you? What are you all up to tonight? What or who are you dressing up as?

Leaks!

To give you an update: Went to Chong Hua to submit the x-ray results the doctors need. Headed straight to Ayala. Deposited the bags at the luggage center and ate lunch right after. Casa’s got legit ribs. I never grow tired of eating them whole. Had to go back to the comfort room and poop twice before leaving. :/ But I’m positive the pooping thing wasn’t about me absorbing too much food my system can’t handle. I was honestly just too tense waiting for an important result. Let’s add the thought of me getting an exam. An exam i can’t afford to fail! 

Im all fucked up. Pressured. Scared, i might add. Given the situation, i couldn’t think straight.

Seriously, math experts….

How many days left before summer? 

Facts You Might Not Know 'bout Me

List 10 happenings that you can't forget during your childhood days.

Okayy...


1. I pooped on my undies in the middle of Ms. Jane's lecture. Yes, seriously. Kindergarten. You can ask my classmates if you wish to. >.<

2. We had a new bike. My cousin was just as eager to try riding it. So i kind of flaunted how good i was at biking. It took us long enough to decide who'd get to drive. Until she gave in, and yes, i finally got to drive her around. Then there's this path that's kind of sloping, i lost control. And then hmm... you know what happened next. 

3. Grade 2. I still drink milk in bottles! The same milk mommies prepare for their 0-2 year old babies.

4. We're on camp. GSP thing. So we're in school. No parents allowed. Not until campfire begins. We had to be with our buddies every second, every minute, every hour of the day. So when campfire began, we were given time to go see our parents. (this time students were allowed to split up with their buddies). but thing is, I DINT KNOW WE COULD. So i actually dragged my buddy out of the circle as soon as i saw my parents wave at us. She barely had time to actually meet her parents. Next thing i know, my buddy and i were in a fight. 

5. I placed tiny stones on my classmate's shoes.

6. I was creeping to get into my parents' room and made sure they wont find out i snatched my mom's phone. I just had to. I remeber i got addicted to Nokia's Space Impact. haha

7. I cant stand a day without Pop-eye or PPG :D

8. I used to bring pens w/ me whenever we go out. You know the stickers or price tags attached to any clothing store's displays? I used to put my signature or write something abstract on them and managed to move out of the store without being caught red-handed. hahaha

9. I was sent to the hospital several times for breathing heavily and for severe coughing. We found out i have asthma. But I'm lucky. No asthma attacks for years now :)

10. I always prefer to be left on a playhouse when my parents shop. They think they own the time when they do that. 

Everybody's a Dreamer

As we take a deeper look at today’s world, we see a different kind of setting. We hear stories of people slowly rising to power. We hear stories about Arnel Pineda being the international band’s new vocalist. We hear stories about Charice Pempengco’s rise to stardom. We hear stories that tell us about the Cebu Aboitiz clan’s success not only in making money but also in shaping the youth’s future. We hear stories about Henry Sy. Yes indeed, we hear stories that tell us about the success of many. Many people who ventured into business have reached triumph. And Mr. Joel N. Osorio of All Homes export company just happens to be one.

In a span of around one and a half hour, we got to know the different sides of Mr. Osorio. His answers, I'd like to say, were very smart. Mr. Osorio, we learned, was just an ordinary employee back in around 1900. Like any normal people, he sleeps, wakes up as soon as the clock strikes, goes to work and even sends his children to school. After quite some time he decided to invest in an exporting business. He has  been trained after getting employed from several export companies. Soon after, he felt as though the right time has come for him to take the risk of putting up his own business. He didn't have enough capital that is why he had to ask financial help from her sister abroad. The business, as he proclaimed, had a good start. But he most certainly did not deny that there were moments when the tests of time attempted to pay them a visit. There were problems they actually had to face and deal with. But he exclaimed smiling that situations like these are just normal. After several years of hardwork, he was happy to say that his business had given him and his people more than enough money for survival. All the efforts and sacrifices gave him back countless blessings. He was even able to send his children to prestigious schools like De La Salle University and to selected schools abroad like the Notre Dame school in Australia. It was clearly evident on his face at the very moment that he was just beyond glad and happy for the success he and his people reached and achieved.

Mr. Joel N. Osorio ended the interview by sharing his thoughts. As Mr. Osorio said, don't be half hearted. If you want to venture into business, give your 100%. Before you go into something, make sure you are prepared for it. Dive into it. But before you do, make sure you know how to swim.

Butterfly Kisses

So here's the story: It was thursday. Or shall i call it thirstday? Thirstday bcos we have reed classes, that means we have the class that disallows us to go out to pee, let alone fetch water once we come in the classroom. Even if it means we'll die for thirst any minute. But that's not the whole point. Thing is, Thursday happens to be our lab day too. We have computer classes, so we check in the comp lab every now and then. We were on our Software Applications lesson, particularly on Microsoft Word, we had to bring a copy of our favorite song's lyrics just so we could type it out again, now with the reason for taking it as our pick while taking a tour at the application's features. This was to check whether we get the whole point of the Word's worth to this now rapidly changing world. And i picked Bob Carlisle's Butterfly Kisses.

Bob Carlisle - Butterfly Kisses

There's two things I know for sure:

She was sent here from heaven and she's

daddy's little girl.

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night

She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and

I thank god for all the joy in my life

Oh, but most of all

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;

sticking little white flowers all up in her

hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."

"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."

In all that I've done wrong I know I must

have done something right to deserve a hug

every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 today

She's looking like her mama a little more everyday

One part woman, the other part girl.

To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls

Trying her wings out in a great big world.

But I remember

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking

little white flowers all up in her hair.

"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you

don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."

With all that I've done wrong I must have done

something right to deserve her love every morning

and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time

Like the wind, the years go by.

Precious butterfly.

Spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.

She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.

Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.

She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not

sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."

She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,

Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair

"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."

"Does my wedding dress look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"

Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have

done something right.

To deserve your love every morning and butterfly

kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.

I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember

every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

Why this? That leads us to the second part of our story. I chose the song because like the ones covered in the song, i was then daddy's little girl. He used to send me to school, makes it a point to bring food or something he knows i'll be thankful for when he gets home from a busy day. When I'm not sure i did the the right thing, he assures me i dont have anything to feel guilty for and he makes me feel I'm free of blame. But those are the days. And now that I'm almost of age, we dont hang out as often and as much as before. We dont agree on most things. When heated discussions arise in the family, we go against each other. Im not proud of that you see, and i dont wanna remember the same scene in the coming days, even in the next few years. Which is why, I had to agree on my teacher for having this printed out so we could give our song's subject (my dad, in my case) a copy of whatever is in it. Maybe I wanted my dad to hear my side of the story. Maybe i just miss the feeling i get everytime he throws me up in air and when does his elevator moves. I'm still not brave enough to tell him I want to hear the exact few words on the song's last part when the day i decide to wear that white dress on comes. But doesn't mean, i'll never learn to be. I know im brave. Maybe just not yet enough to talk to him like a promising daughter should have. 

That can wait... 

Takes a lot of courage.