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Woohoo! Another blog entry! Obviously I don’t write that much. I’d rather share my thoughts by telling someone personally than writing it all down. Well Mom knows that I’m not that good of a writer. She should know because she’s the one who’s editting my papers for school. But then now, I just thought of doing the unusual. Why not, right? I mean I should practice!
Here is where this blog would start: As of now, Mom and Dad are tucked in their bed, trying to enough energy for the AISC party/reunion later. (What’s AISC? It’s Dad’s group of special friends. They had this reunion every year, after Christmas. It’s cool because once you’re in their party, you feel their love and passion for ENGINEERING. Oh well, they’re engineers! What do you expect?) Anjo on the other hand, is currently in the living room. Sorry my brother, but I think you’re making yourself blind from all that gaming (Play Station II). You call yourself nationalistic when you’re hooked with a PURE JAPANESE-SPEAKING game called Naruto. You said so yourself, you can’t understand it, so why play it? Anyway, as for me, I am in my room, hoping that this blog would turn out good (especially for Mom, my official editor).
Last night, I painted my nails BLACK. Well actually Ate Malou painted them. My reason? Let’s just say I’m redirecting my life to a different perspective. LOL. I sounded a bit weird there. But it’s true. I wanna be a ROCKSTAR! :p I really admired my black nails. They look way too cool. Mom and Dad were in a party last night so they weren’t able to see my nails’ new look. I slept early for the first time this month last night. I really need some rest for the reason that I only slept 2 hours the previous night, thanks to the HILAHODS! After nine hours, I woke up, feeling really refreshed. I immediatele headed to Mom and Dad’s room after hearing an echoing, “ACHOOOOOO!!!” from inside. I found Mom inside the bathroom, while Dad still in bed with a pillow on top of his face. See, my Dad’s a sleepyhead. Tell him that and he’ll definitely deny it. And so I greeted them both a good morning. Mom greeted me back while blowing her nose. Dad? No answer. As I headed to the door after seeing Chelsea (our shih tzu) sniffing the floor which only means she wanted to pee, Dad moaned “Good morning, Hannee.” I guess that only means he’s awake but still lazy to get up. “Breakfast na tayo,” I said to both of them. They said they’d just follow me downstairs.
I don’t have to write about our breakfast talk here, should I? After all, it’s just the usual picture of a family in the morning, happily eating their freshly fried daing with kamatis. Yummmm!
At the end of our breakfast, Dad finally saw my nails. “Ayaw ko ng ganyang kuko,” he commented. I just giggled. Well, it was my choice. I did it so I should not regret having those black nails.
Dad then went straight to the living room (if you’v been in our house, you would know that it just takes 3 step from the dining table to the living room). He grabbed Mom’s new laptop and started using it. He bragged about the capality of the laptop to recognize his fingerprint. I told Mom, ’cause after all it was hers. Mom asked him about him in a very innocent way. She’s not really techy. She’s proud of her knowledge in Multiply and Friendster, but she’s clueless (well not really that clueless) about her new gadgets. Dad did it again. Mom tried doing it. Mom failed doing it. Dad laughed. Mom tried doing it again, and failed again. Dad laughed and hugged Mom. Mom tried doing it again. Dad still laughing. Mom started to be pissed. Dad smiled. Mom stood up, looking really disappointed. “Ayusin mo ‘yan Daddy! Akin ‘yan tapos yung sayo lang narerecognize niya!” she shouted, then went upstairs to take a bath. I looked at Dad, “Hala ka, ayusin mo daw ‘yan.” “Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit ganun eh,” he answered. Then I heard the door upstairs slam, then openned. “Han, sama ka sakin?” Mom’s going to the salon. “Opo,” I shouted back then went upstairs.
It was funny that Dad knows more about Mom’s things. It only proves that he’s learning from his new field, Information Technology. But it what turned out in the end that it was as if Dad own Mom’s laptop, was not a good thing. Dad, if you’re reading this, FIX THE LAPTOP (said in a very sweet yet commanding manner).
By the way, Anjo slept at Noel’s house last night so he wasn’t here early morning. He got home earlier than me and Mom. That was I think an hour before noon. Mom and I got home around 12:30. Anjo was with his Play Station that time (which still is his status until now). Dad was upstairs, sleeping. I guess he got tired fixing Mom’s laptop. LOL. I went to him and told him that it was lunch time. “Masakit ulo ko eh,” he said, his face covered with a pillow. He didn’t want to eat, so it was Mom, Anjo and me who had lunch together. Anjo then saw my nails. “Ang pangit! Ang dumi tignan!” I looked at mom in a help-me-he’s-teasing-me way. “Ang dumi ng mukha mo,” mom blurted out to him. “Bigay yan sakin ng Diyos. Yung kay ate, hind naman binigay ni Lord ang itim na kuko.” I got hurt. Really, really hurt. So I went upstairs, got my own laptop, surfed the internet, checked how my fingers looked like using my laptop’s camera, then decided to get rid of them. If Dad and Anjo did not like them, I guess the guys in the party later wouldn’t like them either. Oh well, that’s life. Sometimes what you want for yourself is not pleasing to those people who are close to your heart. That was my realization, and that’s why I wrote it down here.
I would really appreciate your comments. Maybe you could encourage me to write more in this blog. I have to admit, this turned out to be fun!
A happy new year to all of you my dears! ^_^ Hugs and kisses!
