I didn't study much at home again, butinstead fixed google contacts. But hey, at least it's finished.
As usual I went with my routine of AQW, Duolingo (Español and Deutsch), and a korean app for 한글 but it is mostly just for vocabulary. (Yes I installed a korean keyboard on my phone, also español, deutsch and français, but I haven't re-started studying the latter.) I need to find other resources especially for grammar.
For lunch I just ate the fish with tausi last night (which I love by the way) and added some mayonaisse.
I fell asleep and left home at around 2 PM. I arrived at engglib and studied with T-, R-, and A-. Mostly just continued memorizing the periodic table. I have in my head now up until Actinium (227).
The star texted randomly! Feels nice. We're gonna meet tomorrow!
I noticed I've been seeing things less and less 'as a Christian.' Well, what does that even mean? Anyway, at least I'm not the same as before. I'm going to think about it.
I need to really build this reading habit (of the Bible) in the morning and in the evening.
So I found this draft I wrote long ago. Let me start with the Mt Batulao story that I owe.
July 1 2015 Wednesday
I had my first legitimate training session of Filipino Martial Arts under sir Jocano. They had chill breathing and stretching exercises, but what I like most is the scientific approach to the exercises.
Particularly I enjoyed stretching my core muscles, the act which they call Lastiko.
I memorized their 13 strikes. The only difference from sir Brix' was the horizontal neck slash, which wasn't so different from the normal horizontal slash.
Then I went to Nate's house for the overnight. I waited for Yeyel for a bit but I figured there must be curfew with the gates and all so I decided to leave and walk since he also wasn't replying anyway.
I was the first to arrive there. Their house was a little bit creepy with almost all the lights off.
Shortly after came yeyel, then carla, then david. Then we talked with esge over the phone and some bluetooth speakers.
I asked Y-- whether he's courting T-- and if I should distance myself. Not like I plan to make a move; I'm still in love with her after all.
Then I took a bath and slept.
July 2 2015 Thursday
I woke up and there was a thunderstorm. I couldn't sleep. So I read the Bible and caught up with my reading plan. I notice I don't meditate on it as much, though, which is not a good sign.
Also D- texted about the storm and I replied "oo nga eh." I have this peace/confidence that things will be alright, storm or no.
Then I fell asleep again.
I woke up and there was no rain. I was already good to go after taking a pee.
We left a few minutes before the agreed time of 5 AM. Then as planned, we drove to Esge's Dad's workplace and switched with the hired driver kuya Dodong. Then we drove to Tagaytay.
I was the assigned treasurer so I received P500 from everyone. All of this was used up by the end of the trip.
We ate breakfast at McDo. I had two piece chicken. I also brought my two sticks with me. Carla had pancakes while the others had chicken of some sort too. I bought the sausage with egg and rice for the driver.
Then we passed by seven eleven and bought other supplies like a lighter and drinks. So very thankful I bought an extra liter of water.
Then we went to Mt Batulao, parked at the canteen. I put on sunscreen from Y-. We had a vote whether to get a guide, and I voted for. So glad we got a guide. We'd have been lost and unable to proceed.
So we began the hike and walked to Batulao. It was a fairly decent walk, around 20 minutes I think. Esge bought a P10-bamboo staff along the way.
While walking a dog growled at me, and a young goat followed to the entrance of the trail later. The goat was "meehhhh"-ing and all and it was so cute. It was whimpering loud when we left it.
Then we arrived at the trail. The view there was plenty lovely already, but when we reached the peak that kind of view seemed so petty.
We climbed the old trail and descended the new trail. How should I describe it? The green mountain was covered in tall grass, only very few trees here and there. The trail was wide enough only for a person. We walked along knife edges with a fairly steep slope on both sides, and we traversed the side of the mountain, clinging on walls, walked the rolling paths up and down its little peaks, until we climbed the final assault.
All the while Carla had a 'wound' and she left her thing on the car.
Then we climbed the last stretch, which was very difficult. We were like climbing very tall and uneven stairs, sometimes slippery with dust, with some unstable rocks, with a ravine behind us.
We had to pull ourselves on a rope up a high slope.
When finally we reached the peak, a cool wind was blowing nonstop. There was a 360-degree view of bliss, while the heat of the sun was covered by the clouds.
Everything seemed so small. I could see far to the horizon, other mountains waiting to be climbed.
When I saw it, I knew why God called it good.
It was only us at the peak. It felt like we had the mountain to ourselves.
And we had lunch up there. Chicken adobo with egg and mongo. C/o david and esge. Rice c/o nate.
We didn't take a lot of selfies. It doesn't really matter to me. I've experienced everything, and when I look at the pictures and when I re-read this blog I will remember the smell of the grass and the fresh, sweet, deep breath of my lungs and the cool wind and the sun battling on my skin, and the rocks and dirt on my foot and the rope on my hands.
After enjoying the view and the food and the rest and the weather, we began our descent.
A dog followed us up the peak, and also part of the descent.
We met a number of groups along the way.
We were more or less tired by this time so we were slower. But really it was dangerous, especially that narrow rock we had to cross. It literally had ravines on all sides. I didn't even bother try standing. I just crawled my way there.
Then there was a series of short rappels.
Then it was just a long walk back down.
We rode a tricycle back to the canteen while the other three walked because Carla couldn't sit.
We took a bath except carla and the swapping of gender roles became a running joke.
Then we went to Tagaytay and ate bulalo. It was my first time and it wasn't very much different from nilaga, except it was... tastier. The free brewed coffee was good too haha.
Then we left and got caught in the traffic in Sucat and we had ghost stories! The only creepy ones were Yeyel's.
So last night while I was asleep Yeyel was beside me to my left. He couldn't sleep. After a while, he was drifting off to dreamland, when he suddenly woke up. He noticed his left hand (not my side) was under the sofa, completely relaxed, AND FLOATING. He pulled it and tuck it under his arms and tried to sleep again. Then he felt a footstep to his right (my side, which is understandable), and then another to his left (which is not). He didn't sleep after that.
Apparently there were other Pep stories and my favorites were those who had third eyes.
Then we arrived at Nate's home and I got my stuff from the top floor and I remembered Yeyel's story so I turned on the lights. To see where ny stuff are, of course. Haha.
Yeah, remember when I said the house was creepy without lights?
Then I went home.
Let's skip July 3 since we had a separate post there.
July 4 2015 Saturday
Scheduled now is Mike's party! I wasn't supposed to go since I didn't know where but Chan was going so I tagged along. I played a game first though and I won. Now 4 LP away from a series.
Then we went to Pampanga. I thought it was Cubao but it was Pampanga. Anyway both are just an hour away or so from SM North so I decided it was okay.
I was wrong.
Anyway on the way C- and I talked about me and her. So I learned a lot. And from there I decided on my next action. But that will happen tomorrow.
I see now how stupid I was. It's a good thing I've learned a bit now. But of course the hurt's been done already and I shouldn't expect a second chance. It's not everyday you get one. Not like I deserved one.
So there's that. If she isn't willing to give me a second chance, then all is okay. I'd leave her life quietly. Maybe cry for a while. Pray for her. Move on. Pray for her still. If she is, then... let's leave that for later.
So we ate at Bale Capampangan. Of course my friends are ready for any adventure and so I thought I was. We finished early actually, until around 3. Then we went to Mike's house there and we hung out a bit. Me and gabo and chan and jd and rojen. And 2mike of course. After that we were supposed to go home. But Chan went to her grandparents' house and was held up there. Because they're grandparents.
So we went to Dau guided by JD and were about to ride a bus. C- called and invited us to dinner, which is okay with me. So she gave some instructions and we went to their house. We didn't get lost. (I expected to, since I was navigating and I just slept my way while JD was leading haha)
Then her lolo began talking about his life (which is interesting, to be fair) how he was a cop and her daughters and how he handled the arayat thing and how he met Lacson and how he served the barangay and everything.
I had to leave since mom was mad. I got mad too because she was texting all caps and accused me of making landi and all. So I texted her something which I really regretted. It's been a long fear of mine that we are just time deposits for my mother.
So I was sad I couldn't eat and that grandparents get sad when people don't eat. So I bought a cheeseburger at McDo.
And I didn't get lost going to Dau. Thanks to a kind lady.
And on the bus I was crying. And on the FX too. And I was thinking of all the things I could say and what kind of cold treatment I'll retaliate and how I should forgive as I have been forgiven and if I should say sorry or not and a really really lot of things.
I walked slowly thinking about this but when I got home dad wasn' t very angry. But I was tired and really sad about what I said to mom and confused about what I'd do regarding her. So I decided to drink half a mug of wine and I felt a bit wobbly. And I talked to dad.
And he explained mom's attitude (which I also knew, but didn't want to accept because I was angry) and he explained a lot of things and he also emphasized about my lovelife how she should be a Christian (which I also knew) and a lot of sobering things. And it was nice just to pour my feelings and it was nice to understand things.
Then I slept.
July 5 Sunday
We went to church and now I have the stigma of a summa. Then we went to SM and my brother and lola ate at Tokyo. Then while waiting for my parents I read a science of cooking or something in National Bookstore. I sat down to read, actually, and even fell asleep a little. The guard woke me up when he asked me not to sit.
I learned a lot about food. I want to read more. Maybe when I live alone next year.
July 1 2015 Wednesday
I had my first legitimate training session of Filipino Martial Arts under sir Jocano. They had chill breathing and stretching exercises, but what I like most is the scientific approach to the exercises.
Particularly I enjoyed stretching my core muscles, the act which they call Lastiko.
I memorized their 13 strikes. The only difference from sir Brix' was the horizontal neck slash, which wasn't so different from the normal horizontal slash.
Then I went to Nate's house for the overnight. I waited for Yeyel for a bit but I figured there must be curfew with the gates and all so I decided to leave and walk since he also wasn't replying anyway.
I was the first to arrive there. Their house was a little bit creepy with almost all the lights off.
Shortly after came yeyel, then carla, then david. Then we talked with esge over the phone and some bluetooth speakers.
I asked Y-- whether he's courting T-- and if I should distance myself. Not like I plan to make a move; I'm still in love with her after all.
Then I took a bath and slept.
July 2 2015 Thursday
I woke up and there was a thunderstorm. I couldn't sleep. So I read the Bible and caught up with my reading plan. I notice I don't meditate on it as much, though, which is not a good sign.
Also D- texted about the storm and I replied "oo nga eh." I have this peace/confidence that things will be alright, storm or no.
Then I fell asleep again.
I woke up and there was no rain. I was already good to go after taking a pee.
We left a few minutes before the agreed time of 5 AM. Then as planned, we drove to Esge's Dad's workplace and switched with the hired driver kuya Dodong. Then we drove to Tagaytay.
I was the assigned treasurer so I received P500 from everyone. All of this was used up by the end of the trip.
We ate breakfast at McDo. I had two piece chicken. I also brought my two sticks with me. Carla had pancakes while the others had chicken of some sort too. I bought the sausage with egg and rice for the driver.
Then we passed by seven eleven and bought other supplies like a lighter and drinks. So very thankful I bought an extra liter of water.
Then we went to Mt Batulao, parked at the canteen. I put on sunscreen from Y-. We had a vote whether to get a guide, and I voted for. So glad we got a guide. We'd have been lost and unable to proceed.
So we began the hike and walked to Batulao. It was a fairly decent walk, around 20 minutes I think. Esge bought a P10-bamboo staff along the way.
While walking a dog growled at me, and a young goat followed to the entrance of the trail later. The goat was "meehhhh"-ing and all and it was so cute. It was whimpering loud when we left it.
Then we arrived at the trail. The view there was plenty lovely already, but when we reached the peak that kind of view seemed so petty.
We climbed the old trail and descended the new trail. How should I describe it? The green mountain was covered in tall grass, only very few trees here and there. The trail was wide enough only for a person. We walked along knife edges with a fairly steep slope on both sides, and we traversed the side of the mountain, clinging on walls, walked the rolling paths up and down its little peaks, until we climbed the final assault.
All the while Carla had a 'wound' and she left her thing on the car.
Then we climbed the last stretch, which was very difficult. We were like climbing very tall and uneven stairs, sometimes slippery with dust, with some unstable rocks, with a ravine behind us.
We had to pull ourselves on a rope up a high slope.
When finally we reached the peak, a cool wind was blowing nonstop. There was a 360-degree view of bliss, while the heat of the sun was covered by the clouds.
Everything seemed so small. I could see far to the horizon, other mountains waiting to be climbed.
When I saw it, I knew why God called it good.
It was only us at the peak. It felt like we had the mountain to ourselves.
And we had lunch up there. Chicken adobo with egg and mongo. C/o david and esge. Rice c/o nate.
We didn't take a lot of selfies. It doesn't really matter to me. I've experienced everything, and when I look at the pictures and when I re-read this blog I will remember the smell of the grass and the fresh, sweet, deep breath of my lungs and the cool wind and the sun battling on my skin, and the rocks and dirt on my foot and the rope on my hands.
After enjoying the view and the food and the rest and the weather, we began our descent.
A dog followed us up the peak, and also part of the descent.
We met a number of groups along the way.
We were more or less tired by this time so we were slower. But really it was dangerous, especially that narrow rock we had to cross. It literally had ravines on all sides. I didn't even bother try standing. I just crawled my way there.
Then there was a series of short rappels.
Then it was just a long walk back down.
We rode a tricycle back to the canteen while the other three walked because Carla couldn't sit.
We took a bath except carla and the swapping of gender roles became a running joke.
Then we went to Tagaytay and ate bulalo. It was my first time and it wasn't very much different from nilaga, except it was... tastier. The free brewed coffee was good too haha.
Then we left and got caught in the traffic in Sucat and we had ghost stories! The only creepy ones were Yeyel's.
So last night while I was asleep Yeyel was beside me to my left. He couldn't sleep. After a while, he was drifting off to dreamland, when he suddenly woke up. He noticed his left hand (not my side) was under the sofa, completely relaxed, AND FLOATING. He pulled it and tuck it under his arms and tried to sleep again. Then he felt a footstep to his right (my side, which is understandable), and then another to his left (which is not). He didn't sleep after that.
Apparently there were other Pep stories and my favorites were those who had third eyes.
Then we arrived at Nate's home and I got my stuff from the top floor and I remembered Yeyel's story so I turned on the lights. To see where ny stuff are, of course. Haha.
Yeah, remember when I said the house was creepy without lights?
Then I went home.
Let's skip July 3 since we had a separate post there.
July 4 2015 Saturday
Scheduled now is Mike's party! I wasn't supposed to go since I didn't know where but Chan was going so I tagged along. I played a game first though and I won. Now 4 LP away from a series.
Then we went to Pampanga. I thought it was Cubao but it was Pampanga. Anyway both are just an hour away or so from SM North so I decided it was okay.
I was wrong.
Anyway on the way C- and I talked about me and her. So I learned a lot. And from there I decided on my next action. But that will happen tomorrow.
I see now how stupid I was. It's a good thing I've learned a bit now. But of course the hurt's been done already and I shouldn't expect a second chance. It's not everyday you get one. Not like I deserved one.
So there's that. If she isn't willing to give me a second chance, then all is okay. I'd leave her life quietly. Maybe cry for a while. Pray for her. Move on. Pray for her still. If she is, then... let's leave that for later.
So we ate at Bale Capampangan. Of course my friends are ready for any adventure and so I thought I was. We finished early actually, until around 3. Then we went to Mike's house there and we hung out a bit. Me and gabo and chan and jd and rojen. And 2mike of course. After that we were supposed to go home. But Chan went to her grandparents' house and was held up there. Because they're grandparents.
So we went to Dau guided by JD and were about to ride a bus. C- called and invited us to dinner, which is okay with me. So she gave some instructions and we went to their house. We didn't get lost. (I expected to, since I was navigating and I just slept my way while JD was leading haha)
Then her lolo began talking about his life (which is interesting, to be fair) how he was a cop and her daughters and how he handled the arayat thing and how he met Lacson and how he served the barangay and everything.
I had to leave since mom was mad. I got mad too because she was texting all caps and accused me of making landi and all. So I texted her something which I really regretted. It's been a long fear of mine that we are just time deposits for my mother.
So I was sad I couldn't eat and that grandparents get sad when people don't eat. So I bought a cheeseburger at McDo.
And I didn't get lost going to Dau. Thanks to a kind lady.
And on the bus I was crying. And on the FX too. And I was thinking of all the things I could say and what kind of cold treatment I'll retaliate and how I should forgive as I have been forgiven and if I should say sorry or not and a really really lot of things.
I walked slowly thinking about this but when I got home dad wasn' t very angry. But I was tired and really sad about what I said to mom and confused about what I'd do regarding her. So I decided to drink half a mug of wine and I felt a bit wobbly. And I talked to dad.
And he explained mom's attitude (which I also knew, but didn't want to accept because I was angry) and he explained a lot of things and he also emphasized about my lovelife how she should be a Christian (which I also knew) and a lot of sobering things. And it was nice just to pour my feelings and it was nice to understand things.
Then I slept.
July 5 Sunday
We went to church and now I have the stigma of a summa. Then we went to SM and my brother and lola ate at Tokyo. Then while waiting for my parents I read a science of cooking or something in National Bookstore. I sat down to read, actually, and even fell asleep a little. The guard woke me up when he asked me not to sit.
I learned a lot about food. I want to read more. Maybe when I live alone next year.
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