No One Can Read My Thinking Face
Death seems to be all around me lately. Like this past weekend. Last Friday, I find out that my mean and eccentric grandmother died. Then earlier this morning, I find out that one of the people in the apartment building near us hanged herself in her room. I know that death happens everyday, but it's weird for me that it's happening with a curious frequency around me nowadays. Plus Tatay's 40 days isn't up yet. Plus plus that I seem to be hearing his voice at times, calling my name. Kuya Arnel says not to answer, because it means that the dead is calling for you to follow them. So you shouldn't answer. ._. Ugh. Filipino folk beliefs. They're so annoying sometimes.
Kuya Arnel is freaked out by all the weird occurrences lately and he's always relating it to Tatay not being at rest yet. He's also threatening to leave if all this continues. I kind of want him to just go. Not to be ungrateful or anything, but his attitude is making all this worse. He's just annoying me. Why should he be so scared? Who knows if it's all just random occurences and really has nothing to do with Tatay? And what is so scary? It's just Tatay, if ever.
On other news, we've dug up Tatay's books and DVDs. Most of the books are going to the Calaca Academy Library, along with some of my own, like my Sweet Valley books. XD; It gave me a very nostalgic feeling looking through these old books that I used to love to death. I also found my Tales of Shakespeare book. This is the book that made me love Shakespeare as a kid, even though I find it so hard to read his plays even now. ^_^; It's a gorgeous dark green hardbound book and the plays of Shakespeare are written down in narrative form for easy absorption by children. I think I read this when I was around 9 or so years old. Also dug up Light Under Water. CW3 guys, remember this during Junior Year? It's our folio. ^_^ Haha. It's so cool that I somehow got published, even if it was just for this folio that probably only got distributed to family members and friends. Ah Junior Year in High School... I think that was the time I felt like I was really, truly alive...
Looking at the folio made me realize how it's been forever since I actually sat down and tried to write something creative. I know I've said it a million times, but it's true. I need to do something that I really like or else I'd probably slowly die inside because I'm here in this job that I don't really like most of the time. It says so in this new book I'm reading, which I can't remember the title of right now, lol. I do really think it's true, though. Hay must find time.
Kuya Arnel is freaked out by all the weird occurrences lately and he's always relating it to Tatay not being at rest yet. He's also threatening to leave if all this continues. I kind of want him to just go. Not to be ungrateful or anything, but his attitude is making all this worse. He's just annoying me. Why should he be so scared? Who knows if it's all just random occurences and really has nothing to do with Tatay? And what is so scary? It's just Tatay, if ever.
On other news, we've dug up Tatay's books and DVDs. Most of the books are going to the Calaca Academy Library, along with some of my own, like my Sweet Valley books. XD; It gave me a very nostalgic feeling looking through these old books that I used to love to death. I also found my Tales of Shakespeare book. This is the book that made me love Shakespeare as a kid, even though I find it so hard to read his plays even now. ^_^; It's a gorgeous dark green hardbound book and the plays of Shakespeare are written down in narrative form for easy absorption by children. I think I read this when I was around 9 or so years old. Also dug up Light Under Water. CW3 guys, remember this during Junior Year? It's our folio. ^_^ Haha. It's so cool that I somehow got published, even if it was just for this folio that probably only got distributed to family members and friends. Ah Junior Year in High School... I think that was the time I felt like I was really, truly alive...
Looking at the folio made me realize how it's been forever since I actually sat down and tried to write something creative. I know I've said it a million times, but it's true. I need to do something that I really like or else I'd probably slowly die inside because I'm here in this job that I don't really like most of the time. It says so in this new book I'm reading, which I can't remember the title of right now, lol. I do really think it's true, though. Hay must find time.