a slice of my so-called life
hango sa txt message ni martin: tomas pinpin, lakad pababa, pag umbot sa court, kaliwa. -that was not how i got to Dona Maria last sunday for their fiesta. i took the other way; santol and then tryk straight to "little Jamaica!" (and im writing this so that i wont forget). Very nice. I came there on time and the weather was fine. They said Cosme’s on the way but lo and behold, it didnt rain -at least before i went home. hehe.. i wasnt able to finish the entire event. although i was having a blissful time right there, i had to leave before kadangyan and collie herb play because i had to get prepped for my tasks for that morning. when i say prepped, i mean you have to be equipped not just with full battle gear or first aid kit or other what nots. you also have to bring a lot of patience -tons of them. just imagine staying in queue for six and a half hours just to get your NBI renewed with your ugly pic on it and be on a clinic with your urine sample and find out that you still have to undergo medications and do the laboratory exam again for the third time in a row. and to top it all off, you go home with a news that your friend’s brother is declining your offer (your pc package complete with printer) because its too old school and the price isnt right. and then you ask her boyfriend: "do i have to call the junkshop now?" because thats what you think your last resort is. *sigh*
Nevertheless, i still appreciate that im going through all these blues. it gives me clues. btw, i beleive i have a new motto now, "move hard, pray harder" Thats it!
wonderful.
