I feel like throwing up.
Omar woke me up at 9am demanding I follow through with my promise of letting him watch Hellboy 2 on my mac. I needed my mac so I loaded the movie on his computer, gave him some ramen and I was left to do laundry. It was early so I figured I could still catch Mica's show at 2:30. I had a bowl of oatmeal when I woke up and shared a ramen with Omee for lunch. Around noon, I had the washer on and was feeling a drowsy so I decided to take a nap. I woke up a little before 4pm! I guess I underestimated how tired I was and how much sleep I've not been having lately. So I missed Mica's show and my intentions of going to Brooklyn to pick up my pasalubong was out the window. I still had two batches of laundry to do so I continued. I was chatting with Jad for a few hours while I munched on tostitos, ube ice cream, and apple pie. For dinner, Tita Chon made monggo and daing na bangus with tomatoes and salted eggs. I've been eating chinese food for over a month and was glad to be having something else for a change so I devoured it like a maniac. I feel sick.
I chatted with mama on Skype today and she kept asking me to chant for her like it was some kind of show. I kept telling her that chanting was not meant for her entertainment but she wouldn't quit. She asked me a few questions about the practice and I tried answering to the best of my knowledge. I told her I could give her a book about it but she wasn't that interested. She only told me how nana was saying I should shut the door when I'm chanting so I wouldn't bother anyone. Haha! Also nana must have been snooping around my room when I was in Brooklyn and found my receipts because she mentioned to mama how much I spent for my altar. Hay nako nga naman.
Currently catching up on shows I've missed the past week. A few of them have returned after the holiday break. I don't have the time to see most of them now.
Recurring thought of the day: Did you ever feel like you were meant to be a part of someone's life? Like you're meant to help them in some way? There are those pivotal people in life Those who change who we are no matter how long or short of a time they've been in our lives or good or bad their contribution was. I can fondly recall some of these people. Some of them are still with me, while some of them have moved on. I wonder if I've ever been an influence in anyone's life or moved anyone in some way. Just the thought of it makes me want to be that light to others just as those people have done it for me.
I chatted with mama on Skype today and she kept asking me to chant for her like it was some kind of show. I kept telling her that chanting was not meant for her entertainment but she wouldn't quit. She asked me a few questions about the practice and I tried answering to the best of my knowledge. I told her I could give her a book about it but she wasn't that interested. She only told me how nana was saying I should shut the door when I'm chanting so I wouldn't bother anyone. Haha! Also nana must have been snooping around my room when I was in Brooklyn and found my receipts because she mentioned to mama how much I spent for my altar. Hay nako nga naman.
Currently catching up on shows I've missed the past week. A few of them have returned after the holiday break. I don't have the time to see most of them now.
Recurring thought of the day: Did you ever feel like you were meant to be a part of someone's life? Like you're meant to help them in some way? There are those pivotal people in life Those who change who we are no matter how long or short of a time they've been in our lives or good or bad their contribution was. I can fondly recall some of these people. Some of them are still with me, while some of them have moved on. I wonder if I've ever been an influence in anyone's life or moved anyone in some way. Just the thought of it makes me want to be that light to others just as those people have done it for me.








