My Familys Condolences to my Uncle
Monday, August 10, 2009
The Last Thread of the Sartorialist
The day that everyone knew was coming and prepared for, my uncle passing away.And he did, finally.
I was watching DVD's when my sister texted me that my Uncle passed away just minutes before she sent me the message. I wasn't shocked and sad. Everyone had expected it and wanted him to rest already, really, we didn't want him to suffer the disease any longer.
I ate dinner then got dressed and rushed to the hospital. Though I was expecting people breaking down on the floor and all that teleserye exaggerations, I was greeted with "moved on" faces. Though I suspect there's going to be a lot of crying during the burial.
I saw him on his deathbed and it felt a little weird being so close to a dead person as I haven't been before, but it was my uncle so it didn't really horrify me that much. He was then transferred to Greenhills memorial park and then it felt official, he was gone.
Seeing him in the coffin gave me jitters but it was saddening, especially for his wife, my aunt, who is now a widow and will forever miss her husband. Its painful, the death of a loved one, but people come and go and then we move on. Not from the pain and memories but moving on through a challenge in life, the dark side of it.
Uncle Undoy, you have always been so good to me and my siblings and of course to your sister, my mother, and to her husband, my father, you will be missed. Badly. Thank you for your humor and hospitality and I'm sure everyone is gonna say great things about you not just because your gone but you really were when you were still with us and we're sorry if in any way we ever hurt you.
Goodbye.
P.S. Say Hi to God for me, please?
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Fatty
I love photo blogging! The pictures just say it all! But you're probably gonna be sick of a blog full of pictures (or not) so I'm still going to 'put into words' when I'm posting.
By the way, I just thought about posting this picture of my favorite lunch at school. It's fried pork chop with gravy and rice. I love it!
Happiness on a cup
How do you like your ice cream? Me? Soft and sprinkled with candies! 
Unfortunately when I was throwing it there were little melted amounts of ice cream left and it spilled on my pants and shoes! Argh!
It was a very stressful but fun Saturday.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
It never stops, does it?
I don't want to be specific because I haven't even shared it with my friends but typical me, here I go again.
This afternoon I was hurt, really hurt. It's hard to explain how and why but if you've read my blog (like every post) you'll have an idea what it is.
P.S. The reason I never told anyone is because they're sick of my problems and I'm not waiting for them to get sick of me.
This afternoon I was hurt, really hurt. It's hard to explain how and why but if you've read my blog (like every post) you'll have an idea what it is.
P.S. The reason I never told anyone is because they're sick of my problems and I'm not waiting for them to get sick of me.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I love me some "education"
My sister told me that some EDA students read my blog and I really feel surprised because I thought only my friends read it.
Welcome to my world new friends.
Thank you!
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Wost Week Ever
Recently, it's all've been about tragedies, misfortunes and deaths. My week was a never ending embarassment and I'm afraid its still coming. As you all know last Monday (July 27) was my birthday and nothing really happened that much which counts as a bad day in this very, very bad week.
Now that I'm blogging about it, it's a relief (sort of) that I can't remember some of the worse things that happened to me these past seven days. But let me think... aha! Got it!
Bad thing that happened contestant number 1:
July 27- my birthday and I didn't really do anything except complain how my day was and feeling shitty about it. I expected an adventure and what did I get? Read the post before this.
Bad thing that happened contestant number 2:
July 28- I woke up early around 6am for a 9:40am P.E. class. I took my time because I love listening to music and I wanted to dance. I did my usual routine before leaving the house, got on a jeepney and patiently waited to get to school, WHEN(!!!!), I was reaching for my fare when I realized that I was reaching for nothing because I forgot to bring my wallet! I haven't got a single cent in me and I was panicking inside my head. Trembling, body hairs raising up, goosebumps, stomach churning, everything! I felt it all!
I tried to recall everything I did before leaving the house to really make sure if I brought money or not when I officially had to land on a confirmation: Joulo, buanga ka! Wala ka nagdala ug kwarta dong! Hala ka sige! Unsaon na nimo run!
I was searching for familiar faces in the jeepney and found a neighbour! Thank God! But the problem was that I didn't really know my neighbour and we don't speak. We don't even look at each other! But I had to go talk (beg) to her before the conductor beats my ass off.
I approached her at the opposite seat leaving my pride and dignity on my former seat and told her, "Hi te. Kuan man gud, uhmm, nbilin nako akong kwarta! Wala jud ko nakadala bisag piso! Pwede pautang ug seven Pesos? Wala jud te! As in!". Smell the desperation yet? Well, let's just say she was a saint and paid my fare for me. I kept on thanking her and hoped she wasn't annoyed or anything.
The thing is, I know her kids and she might tell them! And then her kids will tell other neighbours so you might as well chop me and serve me for dinner now! And I mean now!
As if that wasn't enough yet, I managed to still have a face for my P.E. class when I discovered that my P.E. shirt had this mold stain in it and will never go away because, I don't really know exactly, it's because I do my own laundry and I'm not really good at it. Cheers!
Don't laugh just yet! While performing the intended procedure, the sole of my shoe fell off! You missed that? IT FUCKIN' FELL OFF YOU MOTHERF-----!!!!!
On an even worser note, everyone in school saw me and some were laughing, naturally! Why was this happening to me? Why God, why? Sorry God. But dear readers! Why?
Bad thing that happened contestant number 3:
July 30- Probably the worst thing that happened (you be the judge!). It was a rainy day, my classmates and I were waiting outside our classroom when I saw my lab partner in Chemistry and told him that we should finish our report. I was a little cheery(being myself) so I was running a li'l bit when BAM! I don't even know if BAM is the proper sound of it but I slid through the slippery floor and hit it! The impact was so hard and loud that the teacher in the other room where the doors were closed went out to check on me.
I was embarassed 'coz there were people so I got up and joked a little bit about sliding. People I couldn't recall helped me stand up when I realized that my head was throbbing like a bitch! It was really painful that I couldn't really focus. I just stood with my hands on my knees for support and stared at the floor. People were talking but I couldn't hear them. Everyone was panicking and I stareted too when I heard that I was bleeding.
It wasn't really a big deal for me that I was bleeding but everyone was shoving tissue into my forehead and the teacher insisted that I go to the clinic immedeately. I told the teacher there was no need to but everyone insisted. I even joke a lot because of that humiliating slide.
I was walking on campus and everyone kept looking. When we got to the clinic they had this face like I was hit by a bus or something. I understood those reactions when they said that I needed to be stitched. I echoed their faces. A stitch? NO! I'm deathly afraid of needles!
I kept begging them not to stitch me but they said that it can't happen or I will lose lots of blood and some other illnesses. I texted my sister to come immedeately because she was the only family I had and I needed her.
Kudos to my friend KC for being with me all the way! Thank you!
It's kind of a very long story. I was crying my ass off because I really didn't like pain and needles. I was stiched in the forehead five times and got a bandage (of course, duh?). Everyone was looking, everyone was asking, I wrote about it on Facebook, my family was worried, typical reactions. It was PAINFUL, the slide.
Bad thing that happened contestant number 4:
August 1:
I was absent for the second time in my CWTS class and wouldn't be allowed to absent anymore. I woke up late surfing the internet. My fault!
So? What story do you think wins?
Cheers! To the worst week ever!
Now that I'm blogging about it, it's a relief (sort of) that I can't remember some of the worse things that happened to me these past seven days. But let me think... aha! Got it!
Bad thing that happened contestant number 1:
July 27- my birthday and I didn't really do anything except complain how my day was and feeling shitty about it. I expected an adventure and what did I get? Read the post before this.
Bad thing that happened contestant number 2:
July 28- I woke up early around 6am for a 9:40am P.E. class. I took my time because I love listening to music and I wanted to dance. I did my usual routine before leaving the house, got on a jeepney and patiently waited to get to school, WHEN(!!!!), I was reaching for my fare when I realized that I was reaching for nothing because I forgot to bring my wallet! I haven't got a single cent in me and I was panicking inside my head. Trembling, body hairs raising up, goosebumps, stomach churning, everything! I felt it all!
I tried to recall everything I did before leaving the house to really make sure if I brought money or not when I officially had to land on a confirmation: Joulo, buanga ka! Wala ka nagdala ug kwarta dong! Hala ka sige! Unsaon na nimo run!
I was searching for familiar faces in the jeepney and found a neighbour! Thank God! But the problem was that I didn't really know my neighbour and we don't speak. We don't even look at each other! But I had to go talk (beg) to her before the conductor beats my ass off.
I approached her at the opposite seat leaving my pride and dignity on my former seat and told her, "Hi te. Kuan man gud, uhmm, nbilin nako akong kwarta! Wala jud ko nakadala bisag piso! Pwede pautang ug seven Pesos? Wala jud te! As in!". Smell the desperation yet? Well, let's just say she was a saint and paid my fare for me. I kept on thanking her and hoped she wasn't annoyed or anything.
The thing is, I know her kids and she might tell them! And then her kids will tell other neighbours so you might as well chop me and serve me for dinner now! And I mean now!
As if that wasn't enough yet, I managed to still have a face for my P.E. class when I discovered that my P.E. shirt had this mold stain in it and will never go away because, I don't really know exactly, it's because I do my own laundry and I'm not really good at it. Cheers!
Don't laugh just yet! While performing the intended procedure, the sole of my shoe fell off! You missed that? IT FUCKIN' FELL OFF YOU MOTHERF-----!!!!!
On an even worser note, everyone in school saw me and some were laughing, naturally! Why was this happening to me? Why God, why? Sorry God. But dear readers! Why?
Bad thing that happened contestant number 3:
July 30- Probably the worst thing that happened (you be the judge!). It was a rainy day, my classmates and I were waiting outside our classroom when I saw my lab partner in Chemistry and told him that we should finish our report. I was a little cheery(being myself) so I was running a li'l bit when BAM! I don't even know if BAM is the proper sound of it but I slid through the slippery floor and hit it! The impact was so hard and loud that the teacher in the other room where the doors were closed went out to check on me.
I was embarassed 'coz there were people so I got up and joked a little bit about sliding. People I couldn't recall helped me stand up when I realized that my head was throbbing like a bitch! It was really painful that I couldn't really focus. I just stood with my hands on my knees for support and stared at the floor. People were talking but I couldn't hear them. Everyone was panicking and I stareted too when I heard that I was bleeding.
It wasn't really a big deal for me that I was bleeding but everyone was shoving tissue into my forehead and the teacher insisted that I go to the clinic immedeately. I told the teacher there was no need to but everyone insisted. I even joke a lot because of that humiliating slide.
I was walking on campus and everyone kept looking. When we got to the clinic they had this face like I was hit by a bus or something. I understood those reactions when they said that I needed to be stitched. I echoed their faces. A stitch? NO! I'm deathly afraid of needles!
I kept begging them not to stitch me but they said that it can't happen or I will lose lots of blood and some other illnesses. I texted my sister to come immedeately because she was the only family I had and I needed her.
Kudos to my friend KC for being with me all the way! Thank you!
It's kind of a very long story. I was crying my ass off because I really didn't like pain and needles. I was stiched in the forehead five times and got a bandage (of course, duh?). Everyone was looking, everyone was asking, I wrote about it on Facebook, my family was worried, typical reactions. It was PAINFUL, the slide.
Bad thing that happened contestant number 4:
August 1:
I was absent for the second time in my CWTS class and wouldn't be allowed to absent anymore. I woke up late surfing the internet. My fault!
So? What story do you think wins?
Cheers! To the worst week ever!
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