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Sunday, July 17, 2005

don't i just love recaps?


mood :: contemplative
sounds :: mymp - especially for you
random thought :: why do i get the feeling something bad is going to happen?

i have been wanting to write about everything that has been happening in my life for the past weeks.. like last last thursday when my nose bled after who knows how long or last saturday when i had a little headache (i refuse to accept that i got a little tipsy) after drinking 2 glasses of red wine and 2 shots of bacardi at maddie's debut after party (which is unusual because my limit is 3 light beers + 5 red horse[s].. i later thought it was just because i lacked sleep).. i could write about my hectic hectic hectic week but i guess i'd just write about the 'highlights' since i would probably bore you with my nonsense

* FOOD (kung nagugutom ka, skip this part)*

i feel like i gained a hundred pounds over the last two weeks. and daming pagkain dito sa bahay. before, my brother and i used to go to the nearest resto para lang may makain (which, fortunately, was walking distance lang.. some entrepreneur was kind enough to establish his/her business in our village). but now, whenever i'm free, i find myself feasting on homemade pastries and delicious meals. that's because now, my ninang (who is the best cook, hands down) comes over every week to prepare her mouth-watering dishes. like last night, i had a korean barbecue-ish dish + breaded meat (that somehow tasted like seafood.. i'm not even sure if it was meat).. at first i thought the combination was weird (and i didn't even know the names of her recipes).. but who cares? it was so good. yung tipong bawat subo bukang-bibig ko "sarap". and my ninang also bakes. i guess i don't need to elaborate on that. gourmet. :) tapos ang dami pang kung anu-anong pagkain sa bahay (including one big jar filled with delicious cookies from my brother's girlfriend).. and if that wasn't enough, nadala ko narin ata ang 'food habit' ko sa school.. like last tuesday, i had my 3 addictions.. big mac meal, cello's donuts and a venti white mocha frap.. all in one day (tapos pag-uwi ko i think i still ate pasta). I HAVE TO STOP (or at least slow down a bit haha) with this 'food craving' thing.. 2 reasons: 1) all my summer workout efforts will end up in vain and 2) let's just say there's a plethora of hereditary chronic illnesses waiting in line.

* CHURCH WORK *

i'm taking one subject this term that requires us to undergo church service (RELSTWO). honestly, i've been wanting to be active in my parish (without being obliged) ever since i was a kid but i was always busy with school work (plus most of my neighborhood friends have relocated to another place.. now, i don't know that many people my age in my village.. close childhood friends were mostly from schools i attended [which was never in the same city where i lived] and other external orgs). so i was first assigned to a feeding program and catechism for less fortunate boys and girls last saturday morning. i thought i would be working with other student volunteers but i found myself talking to the volunteer teachers alone (i was expecting to meet other students from my university but i guess they opted to focus on clerical work). it was alright though because i had loads of fun. the kids were polite and, well, behaved *they're ages 6-10 though so you'd expect some to be makulit.. in an easily-disciplined way of course*. all of them cheerfully called me kuya as i led their warm-up morning exercises and assisted with their catechism session. i love kids.. but i guess all of us aren't big fans of the bratty ones (fortunately, wala naman dun sa class ko). i'm actually looking forward to another session with them. :)

Sunday: after going to mass with my family, i went straight to the parish office for my service. my supervisor wanted me to do some clerical work for a change so i typed away.. it was mostly about nuptial contract issues (like what kind of form/letter should be forwarded in case the birth/baptismal certificate cannot be retrieved).. eto na..

strike 1: i think i typed 5-6 documents.. all of them stating the words "commitment".. "love"..
strike 2: as i was typing, the secretary was listening (she wasn't really 'listening' though because she was entertaining questions from a parishioner) to a radio program by a guy and a girl who gave love advice to callers or texters. there was one guy who texted that he just found out his girlfriend is cheating on him, presumably because he couldn't give her 'something' that the other one could (at this point, i thought 1) why do they listen to this radio program?! this is the parish office for goodness sake! 2) i'd probably think about this scenario again [if you thought i was thinking what that 'something' was, i guess that's probably a given).
strike 3: if that wasn't enough, "The Day You Said Goodnight" by Hale immediately followed the DJs' advice, which was something like "if you really love her, you'd know what to do" (well it wasn't exactly like that but you get tht point.. all the 'letting go' stuff).

when i left, true enough, i thought about my 'parish office experience' haha.. nice. nice one talaga. God, are you trying to tell me something? :)

ct scan :: 6:57 PM

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