Monophobia

So my family has been planning to go to Canada, The Great White North for a long time to visit my relatives and we're thinking about going next year. My titas are gonna libre me if I'm an honor when I graduate. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I'm a senior in high school. I know right, hard to believe since I'm so tiny. SO I WAS SAYING, we were thinking about going next year and our Summer is: March-June and my parents want to go when it's Summer in Canada which is: July-September because they say that Spring in Canada is still really cold and that we won't enjoy our stay there. But their Summer is the start of classes here! And I'm gonna start college and I'll have no idea what to do and I'm so panicky because if we go, then I'll miss the first semester and have to start on the second instead. So now, our visit is all up to me because if I want us to go, I'd have to make the choice of either going to college or going to Canada. I don't know what to dooooo. I'm already scared of college as it is, being all alone and having no friends and now I'm gonna add that I'm not starting with the rest of the people I know. I have this fear okay, of being alone. Help me.

Baby, it's fact

Visited my ama* in the hospital today (the one who's gonna be 100 yrs old) and she just looked so fragile and weak, I wanted to cry. Everyone was saying that she's doing so much better than when she was at home but I just realized how much I love ama even though I don't spend much time with her. I had this out of body experience (which I get a lot now a days) and felt what it was like to not be me, for her not to be my ama and I just felt a whole new level of amazement and awe. I mean, to live her life the way she did, having 9 children and idek how many grandchildren, great grandchildren, great great grandchildren. I thought of how lucky I was to belong to a family like that. I love ama even if I don't say it much and I can't imagine a life without her.


*ama means grandmother in Chinese

Anniversary

October 1, 2011


Today's my lolo's 8th death anniversary so we had to go to mass at 7 thus, I had to wake up at 6:30 am. Sigh, it's just like a school day. Went to Redem and met up with my cousins at tita then went to St. Pats for breakfast. Ate at Mother's Fried Chicken (I didn't even know that that place existed until today and my school is right across St. Pats) They had nommy food. 


Nothing else really interesting happened today. Had a brownout and that's when I started actually reading my Vogue magazine. We then needed to go to mass and decided to go to Redem, again. So I went to church twice today.


Came home and watched Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince. Tried to let my mom understand the story and she ended up sleeping.

At Mother's Fried Chicken with fam

October 2, 2011

Today we went to my lolo's grave which happens to be in Liloan so had to wake up at 7:00. Woke up to Maia sitting on me and Aisa stealing my iPod, what a sight when you wake up. Had pancakes for breakfast and my dad taught my tito how to use our Apple TV. Watched this, it was so funny. 

Went to Manila Memorial Park and prayed and stuff. Then went to S&R and Aisa wanted to play hide and seek. I swear, when we were almost done shopping, there was this guard following us around. Had pizza for lunch and went home. 

Stalked Emma for a bit and found out that I have so much more magazine I need to collect until I'm satisfied. I really really really really really want Vogue Italia. Ugh, so many pretty pictures. DMD. 

The twins came while I was searching so I had to stop and being the social awkward I am, I just played a movie. Watched It's Kind of a Funny Story. After I asked them which one they wanted to watch: She's The Man or Sydney White, they told me they haven't seen  any of them and I was just like WAT. HOW CAN YOU NOT HAVE SEEN SHE'S THE MAN? So, I let them watch that. Hihihi. Srsly, idek how many times I've watched it. I like, memorized the lines na. We weren't able to finish it though.

Went to Grand Convention because we had to see the function room for when it's my grandma's 100th birthday. 

Then we went to Ayala. 

So, this is what happened:

I was looking at clothes away from my mom and then there's this old foreign dude that walks by but stops suddenly near me and I swear, he checks me out. Then he's like 

     -Hello

     Hi

     *smiles and shit* - What's your name?

    Cathy

LIKE WHEN THAT WAS HAPPENING THE ONLY THOUGHT IT MY MIND WAS: My mom       told me not to talk to strangers

     -That's a pretty name

    ..Yeah. 

Then I lift my left hand like in a way where it says "wait" then I just leave and search for my mommy. Scary.

Wasn't able to find any thing that fit my mom's liking since she says all the skirts are really short.

Went home and I was so hungry. Like you have no idea. Ate chicken, shrimp, chicharon and even the left over pizza even if it was cold. Actually, I'm still hungry right now.

So yeaaaah. Oh! I downloaded some P!ATD songs yesterday and today.

My current fave song of their's lyrics:

    There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

    It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses.

    At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
    And a few more of your least favorite things.

 At Manila Memorial Park

Here's some of the photos from Vogue Italia 

JUST LOOK AT HOW PRETTY THOSE ARE, SIRIUSLY.