Entries for December, 2005
December 1st, 2005
Haaay POSTED AT 11:58 AM Urgit. Just wanna be cool with you again... But, to quote a friend, I can live with loving you forever. Even if I don't end up doing so. Anyway, I'm kind of tired, but still very busy, so I'll make this quick. Today has been a whirlwind of idiocy, fun and work. Double Math... *stomach roils* My God, I will SLAY whoever decided to put double math in my schedule. SLAY HIM/HER!!!!!!! Now is NOT the time to be a chauvinist-pig, Mr. Perez. Speaking of, everyone's been bothering him about gayness the WHOLE day because everything he says has under-undertones. Bad, bad boy. *waggles finger* So, we had to quizzes in Math, and endless drills and exercises. As Kenn said, mental workout. We practiced the script of Soc Sci, and I've already memorized my lines. Which reminds me, I ought to text Kenn that I'll be delivering my lines in English tomorrow so he ought to practice that way... Chinese... was hilarious. We saw Kurt sing, to which I decided I DID want Walter, up there singing, instead of Kurt. He was whining, Kurt was bad, I could say it was a fair trade. Also, the computer's music conked out on them half way. Exactly halfway. Then the yellow towelled people... nah. Then... Kenn/Christian/Ryan/Andrew... hilarious! Very well practiced.. and hilarious. We exited very happy campers. I got dumped with Leigh for English... Ken, Henry and Kyle were available... and I rushed off with Leigh cos I thougth everyone was taken. I guess Leigh ain't so bad... at least I'm not stuck with someone like Dominic. And Leigh is genuinely sorry when he's unable to fulfill commitments. I'll give him another chance. Michael, however, is a hopeless other story. Now, I just have to finish this stupid Soc Sci hw... Math, review for Chinese, we might have a Good Earth quiz tomorrow... Science... English proposal due tomorrow... Filipino is voided. That's for sure. Great... I'll just be off, mourning the meaning of life. Later guys, but I'll leave you with a song. Zhu Fu by Jacky/ie Cheung (I'll sing this to Mr. Young someday) (朋友 我永远祝福你  不要问 不要说 一切尽在不言中 这一刻偎著烛光 让我们静静的渡过 莫挥手 莫回头 当我唱起这首歌 怕只怕泪水轻轻的滑落 愿心中永远留著我的笑容 伴你走过每一个春夏秋冬 几许愁 几许忧 人生难免苦与痛 失去过 才能真正懂得去珍惜和拥有 情难舍 人难留 今朝一别各西东 冷和热点点滴滴在心头 愿心中永远留著我的笑容 伴你走过每一个春夏秋冬 伤离别 离别虽然在眼前 说再见 再见不会太遥远 若有缘 有缘就能期待明天 你和我重逢在灿烂的季节 愿心中留著笑容 陪你渡过每个春夏秋冬 Emancipate
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December 3rd, 2005
I Thought I Might As Well Update POSTED AT 02:10 PM But that's okay. After all, it's the emotion that counts, not the meaning behind it. So anyhow, I'd been to the doctor today, and to have someone use a metal tube and drain your nasal cavity is painful beyond words. Especially when there's nothing to drain. Yep, I'm fully cured. Coughless. Have been for a while now. But still... it hurt like hell. Went to McDo afterwards. Got Rody a hamburger, and myself some (over-iced) Sprite and fries. Get home, eat, waste time. Start studying Fukien. Writing in Fukien is fascinating. Let me show you what I mean (heads up, Jackie, you could learn a little from this): English::Fukien::Character You :: Di :: 汝 Him/Her :: Yi :: 伊 We :: Gun :: 阮 You (pl.) :: Din :: 恁 They :: Yin ::  Not bad :: Bbui Pai ::  Don't (anymore) :: Mian :: 免 Know how :: E hiao :: 会晓 Nakakahiya (sorry, no English good word that fits this definition in Filipino and Chinese exactly right) :: Pai Se :: 歹势 Everyday :: Dak ddit :: 逐日 Problem/Matter :: Dai ji :: 代誌 Dare :: Ga(nasal) xi :: 敢死 See? I find it thoroughly fascinating. Cantonese mayuse a different word or two, but it basically just Cantonese-izes the words. (Wei yi becomes wai yat, zhong wen becomes zung man, tou zhi becomes tau zaak, tiao wu is tiu mou... lalalala). Fukien, however, has a completely different system! Fukien is waaaay harder than Cantonese. Yeah. Yeah, that's cool. In other news, I'd been up at Mr. Young's a while, and the conversation got a tad interesting. Things were discussed. Innocences were shattered. Perfume was sprayed. Enough said. Also, work has been especially hectic this week, as Mayeth has been on vacation...damnit. And then dad and mom are leaving for China (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) with out me. I feel so sad. I wanna go! They're going to Qing Dao, Shang Hai, Shen Zhen, etc...I WANT TO EFFING GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Someone comfort me now. Weh. They're leaving me... And I wanna skip school this week. China! Argh it! DSL is nice though. I've been downloading Charmed episodes and it's real fun. Here's a song, originally from a very close friend, but meant now for O: Foolish Games by Jewel You took your coat off and stood in the rain. You're always crazy like that. I watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in. You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair You were fashionably sensitive but too cool to care. You stood in my doorway, you got nothin to say besides some comment on the weather Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see This is my heart, bleeding before you. This is me down on my knees. And these foolish games are tearing me apart. And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart. Breaking my heart... You're always brilliant in the morning You're smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee. Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, you loved Mozart. And you speak of your loved ones as I clumsily strum my guitar. Well excuse me, cause I've mistaken you for somebody else. Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself. And these foolish games are tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart. And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart... You're breaking my heart. You took your coat off and stood in the rain. You're always crazy like that. |
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December 6th, 2005
I have no idea POSTED AT 11:55 AM I think I shouldn't talk to Mr. Young, as it's proving hazardous to both of us. But not before I teach him the healing effects of not giving advice to someone. Homework is coming in loads this month, and I do not have the patience or resources to deal with it. What the heck is up with CLE recently? Argh... driving me insane. And Science... Oh my goodness, Science. Mrs. Vasquez, you had to choose THE NEXT YEAR TO LEAVE US!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, she's hardly my favorite teacher, but given the choice between her and Mr. Cadjigal, or her or Ms. Catahan, I'd choose Mrs. Vasquez anyday, without a second thought. Evil she may be, she's still a good teacher. Not some domineering hard-ass like Cajigal or a stuck-up bitch like Catahan. Mrs. Vasquez... noooo!!!!!!!! I can't believe i just typed that. Sadness... If anyone is reading this, you HAVE to download episode 8x10 of Charmed, because that was the first episode to be able to make me cry in a very long time. Piper's acting was SUPERB. Ah, and i was reminded of all the reasons why I love Charmed. Why I love the actors and actresses that bring the roles of reality to life. Why no other show seems to do the same. God Bless Charmed with a ninth and tenth season, please. Can't Cry Hard Enough by Bellefire I'm gonna live my life Like every day's the last Without a simple goodbye It all goes by so fast And now that you've gone I can't cry hard enough No, I can't cry hard enough For you to hear me now Gonna open my eyes And see for the first time I let go of you like A child letting go of his kite There it goes, up in the sky There it goes, beyond the clouds For no reason why I can't cry hard enough No, I can't cry hard enough For you to hear me now Gonna look back in vain And see you standing there When all that remains Is an empty chair And now that you've gone I can't cry hard enough No, I can't cry hard enough For you to hear me now There it goes, up in the sky There it goes, beyond the clouds For no reason why I can't cry hard enough No, I can't cry hard enough For you to hear me now And now that you've gone I can't cry hard enough No, I can't cry hard enough For you to hear me now |
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December 11th, 2005
I haven't really been religious. POSTED AT 01:18 AM Well, now that mom and dad are actually home, I can update. Yeah, came home last night. Mom's wearing boots. So, I'm gonna talk about Just Like Heaven. It's a movie I saw with Jackie in PowerPlant last Thursday. Yes, there were no classes. Just Like Heaven was, like, the greatest movie I'd ever seen. Mark Ruffalo and Reese Witherspoon carry their parts VERY VERY well. I'm now taking Mandarin classes online, playing Adventure Quest and listening to Jewel sing Foolish Games. Oh, with O... how true. Days are tiring. I just had the best Nasi Goreng in my life. Homework will kill me. Aku Jojo and Uncle Jake are coming home. I finished the Chinese script and sent it to Walter last night. Ever since my computer got reformatted, I lost all my archived messages. Studying basic Chinese (mandarin) terms is helping. I can now say... Let me try to remember: scissors: jian3 zi filing cabinet: wen2 jian4 gui4 flower pot: hua1 pen2 plant: zhi2 wu4 desktop calendar: tai2 li4 stapler: ding4 shu1 ji1 printer: da3 yin4 ji1 picture frame: xiang4 kuang4 clip: jia1 zi desk lamp: tai2 deng1 This Chen go thing is really helpful. http://www.elanguage.cn/classroom/classroom.php Check it out if you're interested in learning Mandarin. As for now, I'll leave you with a song (hey, no one ever said blogs had to have continuity or...sense did they? No. They didn't.) 不再爱了 [I won't love again] by Andy Lau (Liu De Hua) 雨就快下来 天上乌云散不开 午后的雷阵雨很精彩 我打算离开 整个下午你都不来 从容地淋着雨很明白 我以为可以承担就算是爱 我以为可以走进你的未来 不再爱了 我不要在一个人的时候苦苦等待 不再爱了 我不要在你给的囚笼里拼命地爱 不再爱了 我不要在别人的视线里如此可笑 不再爱 不再爱 我不再爱 |
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December 13th, 2005
This Whole Day Was Wrong POSTED AT 11:08 AM Failed math. Left my clothes in school. At least Science garnered me a perfect score. Maaath. I hate math. Chinese... was okay... funny at some parts. I'm so tired. Science and Math LT tomorrow, English presentation, Filipino presentation and then I get to do four days' work. Crap. At least I'll have time before I am forced to do my creative synthesis and study for Filipino and English LTs. Then I'm freeeee. At loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong last. This is crap. I'm just tired. |
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December 16th, 2005
There's No Easy Way To Say Goodbye POSTED AT 05:48 AM There really is no easy way to say goodbye. Spending the hour of liao tian-ing with lao shi and Kenn and Christian and Walter... not enough. Totally not enough. Evan didn't come--couldn't say goodbye. Mr. Young, Mr. Lacon and Ms. Aragoncillo were fine with each other, but I still wanted to say goodbye, and only got to with Ms. Aragoncillo. I got a parol. I definitely do not want to go back to school, but i don't want to go study either. I haven't spoken to any of my friends about deep stuff for the past week. Except like... Gian and Kenn. But that was about disgusting sex. So scrap it. I think right now, I'm... still kind of connected with Xavier, and I'm not yet ready to sever that connection. Especially because I'm really gonna miss my friends. Despite all of the Merry Christmases, they meant nothing to me, because they were all from mere acquaintances that thought it proper and polite to say that. Fuckit, it's not even Christmas yet! But the end of the year school day could not have been any better... getting to school at 6, seeing the moon, full like it is fabled in Ancient Chinese Poetry... The beautiful Christmas lights that streamed gold and red and green that cascaded behind a triad of priests that led the legion, with the voices of 40 people floating above, to God. And walking up to the patio, green with grass, spotted with yellow and red tables and seeing the soft golden light of the sun spill over the trees and buildings and the horizon. And the way the everyday bustle made me feel like life was just going on and around me, and seeing all my friends, and my teachers, and swapping stories and reading about Cantonese from jackie's book. And walking back to the classroom, content, and proceeding to the gym, flooded with chairs, and I take a seat, one among the crowd, and listen to all the performances, good and bad, but so full of passion. Content I am, but this is the worst day of my life. Ulan by Cueshe Lagi na lang umuulan, parang walang katapusan Tulad ng paghihirap ko ngayon, parang walang humpay Sa kabila ng lahat ng aking pagsisikap na limutin ka, ay di pa rin magawa Hindi naman ako tanga Alam ko na wala ka na Pero mahirap lang na tanggapin Di na kita kapiling Iniwan mo akong nag-iisa sa gitna ng dilim At basang-basa pa sa ulan Pero huwag mag-aalala Di na kita gagambalain Alam ko naman ngayon may kapiling ka nang iba Tanging hiling ko sa'yo Na tuwing umuulan Maalala mo sanang may nagmamahal sayo . . . Lagi na lang umuulan, parang walang katapusan Tulad ng paghihirap ko ngayon, parang walang humpay Iniwan mo akong nag-iisa sa gitna ng dilim At basang-basa pa sa ulan Pero huwag mag-aalala Di na kita gagambalain Alam ko naman ngayon may kapiling ka nang iba Tanging hiling ko sa'yo Na tuwing umuulan Maalala mo sanang may nagmamahal sayo . . . ako Lalalalalalalala . . . Listening to: Ulan by Cueshe |
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December 18th, 2005
A Gem of A Saturday... and Crap POSTED AT 01:52 AM Yeah, a fight ensued, waged all the way to the office, where I went to fix it, but it was petty and shallow, so we both got over it pretty soon. I left with Angin soon to go to Tagaytay but I didn't have the iPod, so I got Alex's discman, two Aaron Lines CDs, Dan Mackenzie and Bellefire. Listen to Dan Mackenzie as we fetch Aku Jojo and Uncle Jake, and we're soon on our way. Hours and hours and hours later, we arrive at our old house at Tagaytay. Dilapidated old house where all the furniture was shoved off to one niche in the house, and the rest of the rooms had dead lizards. S'what happens when no one lives there for three years. It was sad, how I'd heard talk of selling the place. I mean, the place was BEAUTIFUL! I remember flowers there when we went with Mr. Miyata back in '97, and the one or two cows or dogs or goats that used to graze in the far distance. Then we could walk around in the cold air and just breathe the air and love what was happening and think and see the world and a golden sunrise in the morning, or a wet sunset in the evening and go in for a comforting meal. All the memories... bridge with dad and the brothers, listening to mom fuss about things, walk on the backrest of the couch and make mom and angin freak out, fall on the couch proper and have a lazy mid morning, or walk to the patio or across the street for the most breathtaking view of Taal Lake. "Sayang e, Jake. We have a fucking view." Says Aku Jojo when we come back from wading in crap and mud. She'd sent Uncle Jake to go with the caretaker, Josephine, and see who owned the place and tell them not to park their cows (which were no longer just one or two but seven) in our lot, or they'd have to pay. I foolishly volunteered to join them and walked into a stretch of grass that was landmined with patches of cow dung, and we descended down a slope of mud and crap and other nasty things that I nearly slid down on twice. Uncle Jake told me his fear was not getting his shoes muddy like that, but falling on his ass. Michael, Angin's driver, came with us too. Aku Jojo couldn't cos she was wearing heels. I started yelling at the people and telling them to am-scray, and then Uncle Jake came and told them nicely to move the cows. We started the journey back up and travelled back safely to the top, where we were invited by Josephine to wipe the crap off our shoes. So, of course, we did. Too bad there weren't any hoses. I would've blasted my shoes. Anyway, we came back to Aku Jojo and told her all about it, and we started laughing about the ordeal. Now go up two paragraphs and you'll see what she said about selling the house. We left, told Angin, and went to the Highlands, where we told the guard we were guests of Angie Huang/Hwang (not entirely sure). Uncle Jake, who say in front, told the guard this, and the guard said: "Angie Huang... I.D. niyo po." Uncle Jake: "Huh? Hindi ako si Angie Huang." We at the back started laughing, and the guard said "Oo, sir. Pero I.D. niyo po." He gives it and we keep laughing, and the signals in our phones die out... except for Angin's. I don't know how. Hers isn't even triband! So we call Auntie Angie with Angin's phone, and I tell Angin that hers has great reception. Then it dies. Aku Jojo: So much for great reception. We reach China Palace, the designated place, and descend to the Yum Cha area, and sit down while I (as Christian would say) went to the bathroom to freshen up. I come back and sit down, and after a while Auntie Angie and dad show up. We sit, Ahiya BJ, Pamela, Ipo and Bryan appear. We sit and start eating right away... there was this really nice Fukien guy that offered to microwave our buko pie (which we bought from the fourth/fifth Colette's store on the road). When we finish eating, we start on the weary journey back home, leaving Aku Jojo and Uncle Jake so they can meet their friends. Dad, Angin and I went with Joel, and made the mistake of passing Sta. Rosa. A two hour trip was extended by an hour because we were incarcerated in that stretch of road where poor traffic coordination had movement down to a crawl. I listen to Bellefire's You Were Meant For Me and try to sleep, but my leg just ends up cramping. After a VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERY long ride, we arrive at Oversea, where I am at once ordered by mom to go back home and pick up her red top (because it was Uncle Marvie (who just came back from 5 years in the states)'s birthday, and she had first worn black), and I went back to change (covered from knee to shoe with mud and crap). I went back to Oversea and picked them up, then we started on the way. I told Mom that after I study College, I'm going to HK to study Cantonese. She just smiled. We got to the party, and met all sorts of people I didn't know, but mostly, I studied bits of Cantonese and got comments from all sorts of people about studying Cantonese, and the food was insanely delicious, and listening to Ahiya Marvie talk about life in the US was exhiliaratingly pleasant. Went home and threw myself on the bed, dead tired. And then there was black. |
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December 21st, 2005
Just a Simple Message to the Charmed Crew POSTED AT 12:00 AM
DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING TAKE LEO AWAY FROM THE SHOW DO YOU HEAR ME? NEVER. Have a nice day, ya'll. |
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December 22nd, 2005
A Day At The Hands of Fate POSTED AT 07:53 AM Got it? Good. Yesterday... I'll skip the histrionics and annoyance with the deal with Andrew, but suffice it to say that his techniques with using people and making people late were not his high points. I finally get to PowerPlant... and there are no people there. Crappit. Text Walter. He ain't here yet... Chai's on the way with him. He's smushed in a car with her and another car with her family following behind them. He asks me for a topic. I tell him whatever pops into my head. He nevermind's it. Do more walking, and when I have done enough walking around, i finally just go down to Jollibee to eat. Gian texts me, asking where I am. I tell him Jollibee, and I sit down to eat my salad, fries and iceless sarsi. I eat, Gian comes and tells me he's been bored to death... playing 8-player monopoly. By himself. Yes, sad. He's also moved out of his old house. Hmm... Gian gets his food and Jackie arrives, and I pass out introductions. Walter soon comes, guided by my texts. I ask where Chai is. She's in Kenny Rogers with her family. Walter asks if he should go there, and I say yeah. Of course. He came with them after all. Jackie runs to get Cath, and Gian and I are there again. We chat for a while, and decide to go get Jackie and Cath. But we pass by Walter first. Gian's about to bug him but I yank his arm away, and we go up to the escalator. And in true ironic fashion, which i expected, just as we get on the escalator going up, Jackie and Cath appear on the other side, going down. Crappit. We say hi and Gian hands Jackie the stuff she'd left behind (my present to her and Eragon, the book) as we pass each other. We follow them down again and they come from Jollibee. I don't know what they did there, but it took about two seconds. That was probably when they decided they wanted McDonald's. Anyhoo... All four of us pass by Walter and Chai's family this time, and I point him out to Jackie. She goes inside and looks at him, and we all go inside and look at him, and Chai waves hi to Jackie and Cath, and Walter doesn't notice, so Chai's mom (?) looks at us and we pass by on the way out. She asks if we wanna eat, and I tell her in Fukien that we're finished. She says "Ah..." So we leave, and Gian relentlessly spams Walter's phone with texts... and when I say "spam", i mean "spam". Walter catches up to us when we're a good distance away from Kenny Rogers and like... i dunno... did he shove Gian in the back? Anyway, he's like, "What is this??? Four texts that say "spam"?" Gian starts laughing, and we move on, and Walter goes back to Chai's group. Cath then proceeds to berate me on the being early. "You said it was at eleven, but it started at twelve!" I say, "No, it started at eleven!" We both say, "I was here at eleven!" And we laugh and drop the topic. We head on to the other end of the ground floor, where Jackie asks... "Where are we going? True Value?" Cath replies, "No, McDonalds!" So we go in and talk about anorexia, and tease Jackie as follows: Me: Did you eat lunch? Jackie: Yeah. Me: Like, what, one fry? Jackie: Hey! Me: One grain of rice? Jackie: Hey! Me: Half a cookie? Jackie: HEY!!! *laughs* Cath says something and Jackie death stares her... prolly something about anorexia too... They talk about how, in health (?) class, they were writing letters to people who had diseases/ailments/whatever and Jackie and Cath both decided to write to each other: Dear (name), I'm sorry, but you are anorexic. You must accept it... Or something like that. Gian shows me his Yaya's phone, which used to have a Dora, The Explorer sticker on its back, which he promptly ripped off. Still, the green rainbow and pink flower stickers are morbid reminders of who owned it. We leave, Cath eating nuggets, and I question her own anorexia. We ascend to the highest floor, find Katan and Mark, talk and check out movies. Cath's apparently already got tickets to The Family Stone at 2:55, because that's what she's watching with her other gimmick friends. At first, the poster looks like it has someone's right hand giving you the dirty finger, but upon closer inspection, it's actually the ring finger of the left hand. You can tell because the thumb is to the left. Anyway, we decide on that movie and buy tickets to The Family Stone too, and find Chai and Walter. Katan, Walter, Chai and Mark decide they wanna watch the same movie, and start queuing, and Walter tells his infamous joke of The Priest and the Rabbi. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It goes like this: Christians want the Jews to leave their land, but the Jews disagree, so they send a representative each to have a "non-verbal debate". Christians send a priest, Jews send a rabbi. Debate begins. The priest holds up three fingers. The rabbi raises his middle finger. The priest draws multiple circles above his head. The rabbi points down. The priest brings out his chalice and the Host. The rabbi brings out an apple. The priest, flustered, leaves. He returns to his community and they ask him how it went. He's apparently downtrodden and gives his explanation. "I raised three fingers to remind him of the Holy Trinity, and he raises his middle finger to remind me that there's only one God. I draw circles around my head to signify that God's all around us, but he reminds me that God is also down here. *points to his... ahem*. Then I bring out the body and blood of Christ to remind him of Christ's sacrifice, and he brings out an apple to remind me of the sin of Adam and Eve." The rabbi returns to his community slightly out of sorts. They ask him how it went, and he replies, "I dunno, really. He told me we had three days to leave, so I told him fuck you. He said that this was their land, so I told him that we were staying right here. He brought out his wine and bread, so I brought out my lunch too." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anyway, they get the tickets and walk out of the line, where we loiter and wait for Gian to buy his Starbuck's drink. Chai tries to pay Walter back for the ticket fee, so Walter takes it. Then I tell him, "No! You're not supposed to accept the money!" Then he tries to hand her back the money, but she doesn't accept it. She refuses and I tell him, "Mali ka! You shouldn't have accepted the money in the first place!" Chai laughs and says "Oo nga. Tingnan mo 'to, o, di marunong!" I tell Walter, "You have to start acting less Cantonese... and more--" Just as I'm about to say "Fukien", Chai cuts us off and yelps, "You're Cantonese????" Of course, I know that the Fukien hate the Cantonese and stuff, but girl, aren't you overacting just A LITTLE TOO MUCH??? HE'S CANTONESE, NOT A FRICKIN DEMON! So I try to save him by saying "half, like me", which is true anyway (mom's Hong Kong, dad's Fukien... or maybe Cantonese-speaking Fukien, I dunno.). She says "Oh." Squabble some more, and it ends up with us talking about evil, talking trees that spurn cotton. We go to the third parking level and while Walter, Gian, Chai and Mark decide to climb the wall, I decide to do the trampoline jumping thing. I shall call it "Jumping" just to avoid any other annoying confusion. So I buy a ticket, and it apparently costs 100 for five minutes. Last time, it was 50. Argh, Christmas fees. Evil. So I sit down with them, and Katan bounds over with a similar looking yellow stub. She decided to jump too. Cath and Jackie emphatically scream "Liar!" and we both decide to do the jump thing together. Besides, she's more experienced with this thing than I am. Jackie volunteers to take photos/videos, and Katan and I get strapped up to the mechanism. We stand at the center, and the guy teaches me how to do the backflips... pull your knees in, and just throw yourself over. You have to clasp on to the chords to your side so you don't lose balance. Then the machine starts, and Katan and I are slowly lifted up above the normal level. She begins bouncing, and I awkwardly follow suit. Then, suddenly, she's blasting ten feet in the air and I'm still at about three or four. To Mark's prodding, I propel myself higher, figuring out that you need to pull yourself down in order to shoot higher. Soon, though, I'm at the same level with her, and she breaks the first backflip of the day. I try, and am out of synch, floating downwards. I reorient myself, then attempt another one, throwing my legs backwards a little too late and end up hanging. Jackie screams, and I inwardly laugh, and re-re-orient myself. She tells me she's gonna take a video, and I do a flip for her. The sensation...is pure... bliss. I love it. I SWEAR, YOU HAVE TO TRY IT. So I finish the most exhiliarating experience, and I tell Jackie and Cath that they HAVE to do it. They're horrified at the prospect, at first, but my constant nagging has them caving and swallowing up those excuses of vertigo. They go and buy tickets, and as Jackie is weighed, she realizes she's 105 lbs, and starts wigging out. Like, "oh no, i'm a hundred and five, i need to lose five pounds... NOOO *some number of O's* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..." So they get strapped up, and Cath asks me if they have to hold on. I tell them if they don't, they could die. Of course, they can't. They'll just bounce and get yanked around but they won't die. They could get their limbs twisted and ripped off, but they won't die. Oh, no, no way they could die. So Cath freaks, and as they are both lifted into the air, slowly, they start screaming. I tell them to start bouncing, and they do. Cath bounces, but she doesn't even touch the trampoline mat. She just floats up and down in the air. Jackie touches but she's tense and can barely move. They adapt to the movement and are bouncing quite ferociously now, and I tell Jackie to attempt a flip. She vehemently declines. S'ok, she just needs a little more coaxing. I glance over to Cath a tad later, and she breaks her first flip. Whoo! I tell Jackie to pull her legs in and throw herself backwards, and as she tries, she does, but sumabit rin. She screams, and says she's scared, and I keep comforting her, yelling, videoing, etc... When the five minutes finishes, she says she loved it too. Whoo! Love life. We take a while to rest, then rush off to the movies. I buy popped corn and water, of course, and we get in to the very back. Eat. Drink. Watch. The Family Stone was undoubtedly a great movie. I could spot no real message or whatever, or I just didn't care to find one, but it was a very seamless film. I liked the way things worked. Funny, too. Most Disgusting Scene: Sybil stripping to sleep with the dad! Blech! Most shocking scene: The two gay guys (can't remember their names... Patrick?) closing the lights. It scared us to death... we thought we were actually gonna see two guys go at it... thank god they just closed the lights... and the dad (was it?) came in. Phew! Okay, we exit the theatre, but I wanted more chips, so I bought myself a small can of Pringles: Original. I eat, and share with my friends, and when I arrive, they're all like silent. "Now what?" We go to Humor Post and check stuff out there, until Jackie and I both have to leave. I go at the second floor, but she leaves on the third. Next Time: The Cantonese Party with Simon and Sherwin. |
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December 29th, 2005
Bohol Beach Resort POSTED AT 02:48 AM Who: Me, Andrew, Alex, Dad, Mom, Aku Jojo, Uncle Jake and Angin. Woke up at 4:00, started moving. Both of my brothers were still asleep, no surprise there. I bathed, ate, did my usual stuff. We were all ready to leave by 4:45, and went to pick Aku Jojo and Uncle Jake up at their hotel. They get in their hotel and we're on our way to Ninoy Aquino International, Cebu Pacific thing. We pass by all the security checks and sit at the waiting area for the plane and our flight. I get two eclairs from Dunkin Donuts (I think.. basta that donut place!), a strawberry one and a chocolate one, but am only done with one when we have to go. So I wolf the second one down, drink up my water and board the plane, but catch a shot of the sunrise on my phone. We take an excruciatingly loong plane ride to Bohol, and upon arriving, we are already greeted by rain. A blatant and gloomy foreshadowing of what was to be of our five day stay. We retrieve our baggage and are met by some girl that leads us to our ride, which brings us to our hotel, and we get into our rooms after checking in. Aku Jojo, Uncle Jake and Angin stay in a room, 319, Mom and Dad stayed in 414, and Andrew, Alex and I stayed in 318. When we got in our room, we immediately dropped all our stuff and ripped the box of junk food (which we'd stocked up on the week before) open and munched. I consumed three bags of chips. Whaha! We watched TV, did nothing and basically wasted time. I am fuzzy as to whether or not we ate lunch, but we spent the rest of the day just loafing and generally getting accustomed to the feel of Bohol. Dinner was fun too--we had a bunch of singing people to serenade us with songs of our choice. I asked them to sing Crazy. We went back to sleep, and I slept at twelve. After Andrew finished chatting on his damn cell phone. I hadn't slept in twenty four hours. Crappit! Anyway, within the next four days, the following activities occurred: We saw Tarsiers. The adorable little things... and we found out how to feed them (they eat crickets and other insects) and the way it caught it was just damn adorable. I swam. Yes, I swam. Despite my skin allergies, and I'm paying for it now with a severe rash outbreak. But, it's all good. It was worth it to be able to float in the water again. Tranquil. Also, Alex and Dad taught me to swim, and now I can float and kick, but have yet to master the arm pull. It's great, how the whole thing is. There's no feeling like swimming. I waded in the beach. The sand under your feet (in water) is amazing. Just be careful not to step on those critters in the water. Otherwise, it's beautiful. The salt in the water hurts the wounds in my legs though. I lived the song You Were Meant For Me by Jewel, and I only realized it the day after. Come to think of it, that day was perfect. I saw Love Actually. BITIN!!!!!!! But it was beautifully done. Expertly crafted. But so very, undeniably bitin! Aku Jojo and Uncle Jake left the day after we got back. They spent the night again, after so many years, but it was different. There was only sleep. And when I woke, tired from the couch, I saw them a while, and they stepped away. Another year, maybe. I saw bits of Sleepless In Seattle. Actually, a large chunk of the start, all the way til they glimpse each other, and she comes back home. That's all I remember, but that's where I discovered A Wink and A Smile, by Harry Connick Jr., as I discovered later. It's a lovely song, and I will share the lyrics with you. I know a whole bunch of you don't know my history with Harry Connick Jr., and I might enlighten you some day, but not now. Just enjoy the song. I remember the days Of just keeping time Of hanging around In sleepy towns forever. Back roads empty for miles. Well, you can't have a dream And cut it to fit But when I saw you, I knew We'd go together Like a wink and a smile. Leave your old Jalopy By the railroad track We'll get a hip double dip Tip-toppy two-seat Pontiac So you can rev her up Don't go slow It's only green lights and all rights Let's go together With a wink and a smile Give me a wink and a smile We go together like a wink and a smile Now my heart is music Such a simple song Sing it again, the notes never end This is where I belong Just the sound of your voice The light in your eyes We're so far away from yesterday Together with a wink and a smile We go together like a wink and a smile This trip was far from roses and rainbows. It was pouring rain, dark skies, humid mornings and painful sand torturing my knees up til my ankles. There was the excruciating love, especially for U and the days of wanting for N, imagining days with them at the beach. I also read Changeling Places, a Charmed book. Okay, but not as nice I'd expected. Definitely not like Charmed usually is. I bid thee farewell. I must live the remainder of my life. |
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December 29th, 2005
This Was The Song POSTED AT 12:49 PM Okay, this song is called Seemed Like Yesterday by Tracey James, and it's really beautiful. Nice to listen to. And I loved it when I heard it in Canada. Ah, more memories forged. So here are the lyrics (oh, you knew they were coming). Woke up this morning I was thinking bout you Wondering was it a dream or was it deja vu? I was flipping through the pages at the magazine rack When I saw it was you checking out a six-pack My first thought was that you hadn't changed But my second thought was I always liked you that way I still can't believe you used that same old line Or that it was me that said your car or mine Seemed like yesterday we were riding around All we needed was a road that'd get us outta town I know what I felt back then and I think I felt it again When you kissed me last night it seemed like yesterday If you would have asked me 24 hours ago If this could happen again I would've definitely said no But the years disappeared and time was erased When I saw that little boy grin on your face And it seemed like yesterday we were riding around All we needed was a road that'd get us outta town I know what I felt back then and I think I felt it again When you kissed me last night it seemed like yesterday And though the grass had grown up We found the place where we first made love Where we spread that blanket on the ground It seemed like yesterday I know what I felt back then and I think I felt it again When you kissed me last night Seemed like yesterday we were riding around All we needed was a road that'd get us outta town I know what I felt back then and I think I felt it again When you kissed me last night it seemed like yesterday Seemed like yesterday Seemed like yesterday Seemed Like Yesterday Yeah, that link there? You can see the video there. You'll need quicktime, though. Also: Tai yu sounds so weird! I was listening to some Taiwanese show called 意难忘 and the whole time, they were speaking in Taiwanese. What could I understand? Ani Giao yin gong Dao sa(n) gang And that's it! The rest was a cacophony of sounds! NOT ONCE DID I SEE THEM CLOSE THEIR LIPS! NOT EVEN *ONCE*!!! AND THEY WERE SPEAKING ALL SLURREDLY... AGH! FUKIEN SOUNDS WAAAAAAY BETTER! Listening to: Seemed Like Yesterday by Tracey James |
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December 30th, 2005
Shit Happens POSTED AT 03:22 AM But all it's done is open my eyes to how hopeless this whole situation. There are two teams: the two of them and the three of us. They keep trying to make contact, and when we open up our shells, they withdraw. We laid out our cards, but they won't play with them. They keep asking what it is we want, what we mean by bug off. And yet when we tell them, they say "Sorry, I can't work with that." So that's how it's gonna be. They try to establish contact, we show them what we mean, and they break off the connection. It's been like this for a while, and all the crap was glossed over, til today, they had to open up this fucking can of worms that i'd dealt with already. They're so stupid sometimes, but I can't even bring myself to correct them again, to tell them what they did wrong. I'd always thought I'd be different, that I'd be the one teen that would not give up on his parents, and family, and take their hands and face the issues head first, and work through the mire with them. But when i reach out to hold their hands, they cut mine off. I can't be expected to keep doing this, like I have been since I was sentient enough to speak. I try--no I tried. I tried so hard. So very hard. I can see now that all this is something we let die, and left to rot, and now returned to salvage again. And even as we try to salvage, we can see that it's still like this. And if it's got to be that way forever, then that's how it's gonna be. |
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