1. I got Thumper, Marie and Tinx. My new pairs of Boxers. Philips In-ear earphones … with purse and purple. Hello Kitty Glass cover for Soph. A pair of Nike training snickers :) and running socks, too.
2. Fayie’s birthday. I was a little late with my greetings. It was almost Sunday and Saturday was my ingress. :( But as a rule, I don’t forget birthdays, especially family’s and friends’. Monday, she made lambing, so I treated her at Pizza Hut Blue Wave.
3. My nephew Ian’s graduation from NKP. I got him and his Kuya, water guns. Too bad I was not able to join them for some home cooked paghetti parteeehhh … I was too damned busy!
4. She crossed the line. Sophie’s first 3K and she successfully hit the tape.
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5. All Star Kapuso Fun Run. Over!
6. F!
This one made me cry. More than half of the film I was picking up myself from bed, getting tissues to wipe my eyes. I could not help but PM Wenggay. I remember she mentioned about that Seyfriend chick flick. But this one is it. But more than cheesy chick, this one's the real thing. It hits you where it hurts :) Raw and real. Happiness is genuine.
My favorite scenes were those of between Morgan Lily and Ryan Ketzner (young Julianna and Bryce). And all the "flipping" scenes. :)
I am the world’s only 40 year old juvenile :) For not being able to accept that yes, I was angry, and I still am. I am twirling because I was trying to fight it back. Doors get shut. Bridges burned. Tables get turned. 360 degrees. Feelings flipped. That fear I could not conquer, the same kisz I ever wanted all of my dear life. The same one I could actually live without. I am smart, spirited, "iridescent" , stubborn and a a little weird. And there’s no bee in my hair. 8th graders are better off than many of us. Juli’s Bryce is not a coward after all.
7. Okay, that's it. I had spotting again. The good news is, I am convinced, gotta get to my OB really quick this weekend.
(Sorry this is such a brief interlude. It had been a toxic week and weekend. I needed all the pain killers and antibiotics I could get. I got home yesterday afternoon, and slept like I was good for dead. I dozed off at 2 PM, 10th of April, and woke up at 8 AM 11th of April. Whewww that was one hell of a sleep ei!)
I like to remember things my own way. how i remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. My DeLicioUs ambiguity.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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