Posts Tagged ‘Everyday Blurb’

I haven’t been blogging for some time now. My last blurb about my life was after new year i think. Well, the job thing didn’t work out. My sister Kittie decided to get knocked up so now we need to get them married. I wouldn’t have wanted to get them married (my parents got married because my mom was preggy with me and that ended really, really [insert proper sarcastic word here]) but they wanted to so now they’re getting married and we have to pay for it because the dude isn’t the richest guy out there, actually he’s completely poor there’s no money to his name or his family’s name. Well, there goes my plans for going back to school.

My other sister, Friday,┬ádecided to go back to our house, have I said that before? So, when Kittie moved out of our room, Friday, moved in. I’m never having that room to myself.

My internet at the house went ‘kaput’ so I’m back to internet shops. There’s this netcafe that’s near our house which has this sort of a ‘deal’ where you pay P300 for an account and you get to spend only P10 per hour. I could download fine before, play facebook and habbo at the same time but now for some reason MediaFire wont work, so I’m stuck to downloading with MegaUpload which is really slow compared to my downloading from MediaFire.

I’m still into Arashi, mostly because my sisters are still into Arashi. Haiz, I would never underestimate my ability to hook other people with funny and cute boybands again.

I recently found out that Ace had stopped being an Arashi fangirl. She wrote something about a fandm drama but I guess we all have to stop looking at pretty boys on tv eventually and start looking at pretty boys in real life. Me? I’m not ready to give them up. ­čśÇ I would like to fangirl for a little while more.

The “ghost” or whatever in our house came back. We have this “pet” we call it who takes stuff in our kitchen and puts it somewhere else, like “The Borrowers.” I’ve never experienced it though, only my dad and Friday and I think once even Kittie did (they saw my doppelganger several times, they said).. Me, the horror movie, slightly gothic girl, I have no experience with it.

Anyway, our “pet” has developed a talent in opening the stove, and it’s not easy to turn it on too. You have to push it in first and then turn it, it’s a safety issue. Friday already told us about the stove before. She said she passed by the stove once, when she came back it was already on. This week, Kittie texts me from Manila saying I should come home from work at 9am in the morning because Friday was going hysterical. Apparently, she was holding the pan above the stove to cook her breakfast (she was alone in the house) when the stove turned on infront of her. She stepped back and thought maybe she imagined it or maybe she was going crazy but when she realized that the stove was, indeed, open and burning, she turned it off and ran to our room upstairs.

That night, my dad’s airconditioner and fan turned on. The next day my dad said the stove turned on again. The day after that Friday says the fan in her room turned on by itself twice.

I’m not really sure if I believe this. I’ve never experienced this before, usually when I see an appliance open I think, “Oh i forgot to turn it off” so I can’t really relate.

Well, that’s all for now! Ciao!

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I like road tripping, even before I had a car i’ ve always liked getting lost which is what road tripping usuall means to us directionally challenged. So┬álast Saturday, my sister Grr and I decided to do some road tripping. There was a road that a lot of people tell us that would lead us from our subdivision (which is located inside the maze of barrios of our small mountain town) to Angeles City.

They all say we should just follow the road so we followed the road. A few moments after we turned we found a fork in the road. Left or Right. Right or Left. It wasn’t really hard to choose. The road to the right led to a road with very, very, very tall weeds on the sidewalks; the road to the left were houses. We went left.

We found other vehicles going our way… or towards the general direction we were going to so we decided to follow them. Not very long, the sceneries started to change. From the houses we became surrounded by farm land, lots and lots of them; and then we started seeing abandoned farm houses and buildings decorated by tall weeds. I started enumerating all the slasher and monster movies that involved travelling that i’ve watched: Wrong Turn, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Jeepers Creepers… what the hell am I going to do if some psycho suddenly jumped out from the mud and murders us?!

But fifteen minutes of driving on a long stretch of road, occassionally slowing down in narrow roads with children scampering on the sidewalks, we arrived at Angeles City. And yes– i was dissapointed nothing happened.

So we proceeded at the mall and did stuff that bored people do at the mall: look at stuff we’d probably never be able to buy, and when we got bored with that, Grr and I had a brain blast: we should find SM Clark!

The only way i knew how to get there was to ride a jeep but that can’t be… ah, another target for our small and short road trip. Bearing our goal in mind, we went to the car, I U-turned and proceeded towards the general direction of Clark Airbase.

I turned right in front of the church and wondered why there was no traffic that way. It was Saturday, right? Normally in the center of Angeles City, thre would be traffic, there always was. But never mind that, we need to get this road trip started.

But just as I had turned an old man in black started waiving at me. On his back the word “traffic” was inscribed in yellow. “Eh? What did I do?” I turned to Grr, checking if she was wearing her seatbelt, she was, so what was wrong?

I rolled down the window and asked, “What’s wrong?”

The man in black pointed back at the road I had just passed, “There was a traffic light there. It was red and you still turned.”

“No there isn’t.” I’ve been passing that road for ages, there is no traffic light there. I looked.

Yup, there it is, a traffic light.

“Gimme your license.”

In my shock, i forgot to bribe him. He took my license and gave me a ticket: Reckless Driving.


And there endeth the road trip. We didn’t even get to SM Clark.

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