{ Ramblings }

HELLO STRANGER

Oh wow! I can't believe it! A month has passed me by so quickly. A month passed by without me blogging.

It's amazing how things change in such a short time. Excuse me, while I stretch my wings out and give it a hearty li'l mexican shake. ^_^

I guess you, my avid voyeurs, have been waiting for some update for quite sometime now. I've been in another world where repressed and suppressed emotions have to be dealt with. It was harsh and cruel in that world but I have to take a breather and enjoy doing that one thing that is constant in my life: writing. I have to indulge to its call once more, lest I get even more crazy.
Hello strangers, voyeurs, friends. . . I am back!

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OF BEING AN ATE part 1

Being an ATE or older sister isn't an easy job. One has to play different roles: friend,an antagonist, adviser, spritual leader, and sometime a parent. I would say I haven't done a real good job of being an ATE to my younger siblings. Childishness, selfishness and pride took up most of my time and I forgot how it is to be an ATE. My brother Carlo is in the hospital right now and well, I realized that the ATE in me has grown. You could say I am a sissy or a soft hearted but my heart cried out yesterday when I saw my brother crying out in pain. I guess no matter whatever it is that happened between us, one can not really cut off ties with their family. No matter what choices one person makes regarding his/her life, s/he would still bend rules and see loopholes when it comes to their family. My mind has been too clouded these past few years with some triviality that has now gone with the ever changing course of wind. It's only now that I realized how valuable my family is to me. Tsk! Tsk! This BITCH of the WEST has gone soft!

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PARTY! PARTY!

Two saturdays ago, my despidida party no.1 took place in sweetie guy's place. Some of my Table_3 friends were there, my bestfriend was absent, and an engineer friend came. It was basically a small party but the fun wasn't that small. People say love is multiplied and not divided I guess that could also be applied to the fun that our small party had. We enjoyed Jovie's Magic Sing mic, Francis' Chivas Regal, my London Dry Gin, our resto's bbq and pancit. I had a grand time and hope that the night would not end. Unfortunately for me, my curfew's rather vague so I had to go home early. The party was fun and I hope we could get together again one of these days.

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BUMMED OUT! STARRING: ANGEL

I don't want to be a bum anymore! Geez! I hate the feeling I get whenever I ask my mom or dad for money to go out with my friends. I hate not going to school. I hate being at home all the time. I hate having too much free time on my hand. I hate being bored all the time. I hate being a bum.

Before this almost two months of bumhood, I have had episodic periods of fantasizing about being a bum. Now that I am literally one, I can now say that I can really sympathize with the feelings of my friends who are currently on the job-hunt or are laid-off or just are too rich to work. Even though I have time on my hand, it is really not mine. I accompany my mom most of the time to meetings, places and events that she had and has to attend to. I sometimes am the errand girl in our house. I want to go back to school but unfortunately, I can not. I don't exactly know my schedule.

Before being a bum, I am so anal with my schedule. I stick to it lick super mega-hold glue. But now that I am a BUM, my schedule is so messed up that I've even cancelled a couple of dinner dates and lunch dates with my friends. I just hope that the meetings regarding our resto would soon come to a conclusion so that we could finally leave and I could go back to being the schedule-stickler person I once was.

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I am Angel. . . unproductive and a BUM!