ripped from
retardissimo Iza's lame-ass excuse to break up:
"Our love is like a lollipop - we've licked it through"
'What is your lame-ass excuse to break up?' at
QuizGalaxy.com haha. i like that ha. not that i have intentions of using that line anytime soon.. or maybe even ever.
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my maternal grandmoter, who i haven't seen in 3 years or more, just flew in from San Francisco a few hours ago, which explains why i'm awake again. i fell asleep shortly before 6am, only to be woken up by my mom at around 7. i couldn't complain, i knew i was bound to find a few things in the balikbayan boxes I'M SURE she felt compelled to haul halfway across the planet with her.. and i'm not talking about all the corned beef, toothpaste, cake mix, shampoo conditioner and boxes of Dial or Caress soap, sets of Bath and Body Works, all those PX stuff we have here anyway.. i'm talking about the vintage stuff she sometimes brings, like old bags or clothes that my relatives don't care for anymore. i remember one time, when she asked me which brands i preferred for clothes, she was baffled when i told her i didn't care, even stuff from the Salvation Army is alright, so long as they've got "style". so while my younger cousins were arguing about who that set of perfumes or that Nine West bag should go to, i was hoarding my lola's old scarves and stuffing them in a vintage beaded clutch bag.
i couldn't be bothered with the Gap and (ick) Urban Outfitter tees, i was more interested in imagining how and where i can get an embroidered blazer from the 80s altered (first step: REMOVE the shoulder pads). and i can't believe some of my other titas were arguing about who's going to get the WISCONSIN shirt. WISCONSIN?!?!?!?! wtf. fine, i've never been there, but i don't think one of their tourist shirts is hardly sibling rivalry material. my relatives were hella funny to watch, actually, especially while nibbling on a DARK(!) Crunch bar.
my lola saw my tattoos and she questioned me about them in front of everyone. i didn't get defensive.. instead, i cringed and hid behind my mom, with a very whiny "kasi gusto ko ehhhhhhhh!" statement coming out of my mouth. strange how my lola can sometimes make me feel like a kid more than my mom could (uh, because she's older than my mom? no, that's not it).
anyway, it's great to see her again. she's the only immediate grandparent i have who's still alive.
oh and by the way, she asked me when i'm getting married.
"after i propose to my boyfriend, we should be making plans immediately." of course i had every intention to say this in front of everyone, knowing full well that they'll react violently. instead, they just laughed.
i guess if you're in your mid-twenties, you don't shock your family as easily anymore. baduy.
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okay, i better go back to sleep. i have to wake up at noon if i want to (finally!) get a haircut before going to work at 3pm.
good luck.
i'm just happy i got to speak with my Master Don up until a few minutes ago.. i've been missing him more than ever.