Yesterday, my brothers had their Confirmation. Unfortunately, I woke up late, and they left without me.

Okay, so the moment I realised they were gone the first thing I did was to pick out the clothes I was gonna wear. I had to pick the right clothes. This is a semi-important event we're talking about (I say semi-important because I'm not the one having the confirmation here.)!

I took a bath and dressed almost in a flash (Although flash is an exaggeration of an exaggeration, I must say I did try to hurry.=P). I was so much in a hurry I didn't have time to fix my hair so I just pulled it back. I grabbed my cell phone and marched out my bed room only to realise that I don't have

• a) A car or any other form of transportation and
• Money to avail the services of public transportation a.k.a. jeep

Great. How was I supposed to get there? Fly?!=P (Ding, ang bato!=P)

My mom started texting just in time for my panick attack. (She is so the Anti-mom sometimes.) Where the heck am I? Well, you've got some nerve to ask after you left me! And you actually think I have credits that I'd reply to you when you are aware that I have no allowance and no job?! Tss. Buti na lang maganda ang gising ko.=P

Because of my desire (I wanna go to my brothers' confirmation so badly that I'm using the word desire.) to go, I decided I'd walk. After all, I'm used to walking. I've walked farther! There were two ways I could get to the church: one was downhill then uphill, the other was uphill then downhill. I decided I'd take the uphill then downhill route. Bad choice.

I have forgotten, in all my rush, that the route I took was the one with too many bumps. Bumps, not humps. Bumps. Malas. Nakaheels pa naman ako. It was literally hell walking through the road and the gravity and heat were really bringing down my spirits. I almost headed back.

Buti na lang malayo na ang nalakad ko at naisip ko na sayang naman yung nilakad kong napakahabang daan ng lubak kung babalik lang pala ako. Shempre, tumuloy na ako. Sa tagal kong maglakad, inabutan na ako ng lintik na araw. Ang init. Buti na lang dala ko yung pamaypay ko.=P

I arrived at the church just in time to see them get christened with the oil thingy. I sorta caused a scene because everyone was seated and everything and I came walking down one of the aisles in my heels, strutting my ass. I went through the bumps and the heat and the gravity to be there. I wasn't about to let a couple of staring faces stop me! Besides, I love the attention.=P

There couldn't have been a prouder sister/Catholic in the whole church. I swear I actually felt like they won an award or something.=P Weird, but weird is my normal.=P

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I have forgotten how good it feels to be inside the mall! My brother and I went to the mall yesterday just to sort of hang (coz we didn't have any money. Wait, he did have money. I'm the one who was broke.=P). Anyway, we went to the department store coz I wanted to look for those nice clip thingies they use at the salon when they blow dry your hair. I found them and right beside them were curlers, the itty-bitty ones they use (still at the salon.=P) to curl your hair. I am such an impulse buyer that I bought the damn things (and to think I didn't have money.)! Of course I wouldn't forget to buy nail polish.=P It's what I live for. Well, not exactly, but you get the point I'm sure.=P

We were headed back home and I couldn't help but try the curlers on. Shitness. Ang hirap magka-crush sa isang bagay. *sigh* To tell you honestly, I almost regretted buying the curlers. Then when I took the curler off, my brother said "Shit! That look works for you. It's better than your usual pulled back style." *sigh of relief* Yes! Even if I'm an impulse buyer, I'm not the kind that ends up regretting buying whatever it is that they bought.=P

I do regret buying the nice clip thingies coz they ended up clipping cookie bags. Nice. How am I supposed to use that for my hair?!=P

Tomorrow, I'm going to do my nails!=P Or maybe I'll wait for my best friend to get back. She hates it when I color my nails. *evil laugh* Retribution is always good.=P Tagal niyang nawala ah!=P

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I was asked to clean my room (My room's so messy I don't let anyone inside. They could get lost in there!=P That's why I always entertain visitors in the living room, although some insist on seeing my room. Hindi pwede!=P) so that I could get of all the rubbish (In my defense, they are not rubbish. They're just... erm... messed up memorabilia.=P) that was eating up the space in my room. I was told that if I don't get rid of the rubbish, I must put them somewhere other than where they currently are. Parents can be such bullies.=P

I was rummaging through my old wallet (looking for unwanted pictures and such that I could throw away. Figured I might let go of everything in one go.=P) and I found the ring I used to wear when I was "married" (I use the term loosely.=P) to my ex. It was all stained from storage (or neglect. Either is fine.=P) and everything, and the thought of throwing it away crossed my mind more than once. I couldn't do that. Or maybe, I couldn't gather up the courage to do it. I felt, and still feel, that the ring is one of the few things I have that remind me of the love that we had. (Drama.=P) I decided that the first thing I'd do when I wake up the next day is look for the metal polish (I didn't know that you could clean jewelry with metal polish until Irene told me. Thanks baby girl!=P) and try to make it

shine

.

I did clean it and it looks as good as it did when I first wore it. I could almost swear that my ex is as present as the ring around my finger (Yup, I'm wearing it. I can't help myself!=P). *sigh* I, however, am not wearing it around my left ring finger like I used to. I feel that... well... I shouldn't. So I'm wearing it on my right hand's ring finger.=P I'm a sucker for that kinda thing, so sue me.=P

My room's clean as ever now. I semi-promised that I'd keep it clean. I don't want to have to do that thing again.=P

I've been thinking, though, about how sometimes, even if we really want to get rid of some things, we just can't. It's always hard on us because we have to deal it every single day of our lives just because we can't gather up the courage to throw it away. But then I realised that some things are not meant to be thrown away because those things are supposed to remind us of the important things that happened in the past, and, in the process, teach us the valuable lessons of life. (Drama. Isipin mo, singsing lang un ah.=P) I guess that's why it's okay that I wear the ring. Maybe when the lessons have stuck to me enough, and when I'm absolutely ready, I'll take the ring off.

Taggers
Ice: Erm, better get that cd burning quick. You don't want to miss me.=P God bless!
PamS: Hey what's up? You sound a bit upset (or you could be excited. It's hard to tell without the smileys.=P). I wanna hear from you soon, okay? Take Care always.
Gothicfury: You can just use GothicFury if you want.=P I'd know that it's you naman eh.=P
kitten posted @ 5:31 AM