i've always wanted a brother
i've been meaning to write about holidays 06 ever since i got back from the province, but have been unable to come up with enough superlatives to do it justice. i want to write about everything, from the way my lola helped my lolo hastily put on his teeth right before i took their picture, to the way my cousins and i languished in boredom at the spring pools, until we witnessed a unique form of child abuse that involved unwilling children and Parents-Who-Loved-To-Slide.
the only blight to my otherwise blissful vacation is that early on, i caught an infection that made me want to pee every time i so much as swallowed my own saliva. i couldn't go anywhere without wanting to go, period. let's just say that i now know what the bathroom looks like in every establishment i ever went into during my stay in mindanao. believe me, that's a lot of bathrooms.
even a simple trip to the drugstore wasn't exempt. while paying for my purchases in mercury, i quickly asked the cashier where their bathroom was. she took one look at me, sensed my desperation, and motioned for her bag boy to show me the way. turns out that their only bathroom was for the exclusive use of their employees, so while walking there, bag boy hurriedly explained that i'd have to pretend to be his sister. even before i could consider what that would entail, he was opening the door to their offices and introducing me to everyone as, sure enough, his sister.
i think i managed a weak wave before dashing off into the bathroom. when i was done, bag boy led me out again and gave me a free calendar to boot. because that's what brothers do, right? they take care of you. and bag boy, i think, was truly relishing his role. you never know, you know. maybe he'd always wanted a sister too.
the only blight to my otherwise blissful vacation is that early on, i caught an infection that made me want to pee every time i so much as swallowed my own saliva. i couldn't go anywhere without wanting to go, period. let's just say that i now know what the bathroom looks like in every establishment i ever went into during my stay in mindanao. believe me, that's a lot of bathrooms.
even a simple trip to the drugstore wasn't exempt. while paying for my purchases in mercury, i quickly asked the cashier where their bathroom was. she took one look at me, sensed my desperation, and motioned for her bag boy to show me the way. turns out that their only bathroom was for the exclusive use of their employees, so while walking there, bag boy hurriedly explained that i'd have to pretend to be his sister. even before i could consider what that would entail, he was opening the door to their offices and introducing me to everyone as, sure enough, his sister.
i think i managed a weak wave before dashing off into the bathroom. when i was done, bag boy led me out again and gave me a free calendar to boot. because that's what brothers do, right? they take care of you. and bag boy, i think, was truly relishing his role. you never know, you know. maybe he'd always wanted a sister too.