the yacht experience

for the first time in my 18 yrs of existence, i was fortunate enough to have the rare opportunity of going inside a yacht. yes, a yacht!!! actually, sabit lang kami ng pamilya ko, but still. my aunt invited my father to join her in her friend's yacht to watch the fireworks show last night. my father invited my sister since she seems to be bored doing nothing in this house. my sister invited the marmoset and me. and since the marmoset is coming, my mother decided to come so she'll be sure nothing will happen to our hyperactive brother. not wanting to be left alone, my big brother then decided to tagged along. in conclusion, the whole family!!!

so we went to manila bay yesterday. we reached there at about 5 pm. our aunt vicky actually had to fetch us from the door to the docking area because we dont know where the yacht is. i think she was surprised when she saw all of us. it's a little embarrassing; she didn't bring her family but she brought her brother's whole family to her friend's yacht.

as we walked to the yacht, we could smell the ocean which my sister and i could only describe as fishy. the marmoset was back to his monkey ways and refused to walk in a straight line. my mother was frightened that he might fall in the water.

the yacht is big. bigger than the other yachts in there. even bigger than the ones i see in the movies. i didnt get the name of the yacht but that's alright; it might just break the awing illusion of the place. i saw the other names of the boats, and i find them really ugly and not fitting for such expensive vessels.

i dont know quite how to describe the yacht. the place is furnished well. there's a long living room on the main deck filled with a big flat screen tv. there were long sofas and square-shaped pillows filled them. the burnished pieces of furniture looks expensive...well, no surprise there since the couple who owns the boat are rich..rich enough to buy a yacht worth millionssss of pesos.

the bedrooms are in the lower deck. i counted for bedrooms, one of which is the masters. there is one comfort room complete with a sink, a toilet bowl and a shower stall. the three smaller rooms contain a double deck bed and a table each. i didnt see the masters well only that there's a queen-size bed. yeah, i know really big. the reason i was able to see the whole room is because some bald guy was in there. okay, not some bald guy; it's the owner. oops! good thing the only one he saw is my curious father who was ahead of me. haha.

the upper deck is where the captain of the ship is. but since it's a yacht, should i say the driver? it wasnt until seven that i was able to get inside the "driver's room." before that we where just hanging in the upper deck drinking softdrink. feeling the cool wind on our faces and the gentle swaying of the boat. good thing i'm not seasick. before dinner, we stuffed ourselves with the junkfood provided. the time flew fast until it was time for the fireworks display.

the fireworks display was amazing. i thought it will be boring but i was wrong. instead of showing the usual fireworks "style," they showed unique creations. well, unique for me since i rarely see a firework display.

the food was delicious--kare-kare, sinigang, and some vegetables--except for the grilled fish.

oops, gotta go now...my sis needs to use the computer...

insanity runs in the family

we (momsy, my sis and i) went to see ophthalmologists yesterday. momsy, as usual, was worried about me looking old-fashioned in my new college. she noticed during the enrollment that i was the only one wearing glasses. she mentioned something about me not looking so good. ouch there, considering it came from my own mother. what happened to beauty is in the eyes of the beholder?

it's the reason why i got my hair cut and took the relax treatment. though it didn't make any difference. my hair is still wavy and curling in the wrong directions.

the reason we went to see eye doctors is because my mother wants me to start wearing contacts. though a part of her is scared that i might lose or destroy it. I'm known in our household for losing things and destroying them, albeit accidentally.

momsy, a meticulous one, went to see two eye doctors so she can buy the best, and of course the cheapest. i learned that the standard size for contacts is 14 mm in diameter. doctor A told us that we wont find anything smaller than the pupil. i was confused since i thought that the pupil is the small black dot in the center of the eye. but then, how could contacts be smaller than the dots in the eyes? so maybe, iris is the small dot in the eye. but i remembered something in elem about iris is the one who holds the color of the eye. and thus, i was confused. i don't know which is the pupil and which is the iris. well, no surprise there since i've always been stupid.

we than went to see doctor B. doctor B said that the least size a contact can have is 13.5. anything smaller than that is impossible. i don't know why but we went across the street to see doctor A again. she said that she called someone and that someone told her that there is a size 10. i was confused again. how could there be a size 10 when doctor B said that it is impossible to have less than 13.5. and so my mother's decision was...we'll think about it.

but it wasnt really a waste of time because doctor B taught me how to put on contacts. i really admire her for being a patient lady. im not a fast learner so it took a lot of time. actually, i felt that she wanted to scream at me a lot of times. when we finally finished, both of my eyes are really red and i feel that there is someone hammering hard inside my head.

the only good thing about the day is the time we went to eat dinner. the restaurant's menu is consisted mostly of noodles. i ate two bowls of beef lamien noodles. yum, but in the end, my stomach was groaning and i cant walk to the car properly. i was tempted to raise my shirt and expose my stomach for the world to see. it's not an unusual image since i already saw it in a lot of men in the streets who are proud enough to expose their big stomachs in a very public place.
but then, i dont want my parents to reprimand me for the embarrassing behavior, so i kept my shirt tuck in. im such a good daughter.

my sister and i talked about babies in the car. i don't know how the subject came up, maybe because of my big stomach. i also don't know what came into my sister's head but she suddenly exclaimed that she wanted to have a thousand peso bet with me. the first one who got pregnant in between of us should pay the other 1 k. but if the one who got pregnant lives in the squatters area, she doesnt have to pay. it seems that i am not the only one insane in the family.

i'm sorry that the title only pertains to the 2nd to last paragraph. my mother is not insane, she just doesn't care if we cross the street and come back and do it again so she can compare and contrast the two doctors opinions.

life is scary

ah...such memorable day...the day, the first time i stepped into the coffee-scented store named starbucks.

did you know that the name starbucks was gotten after the character in moby dick? though i dont know why.

im already satisfied stepping on its floor. i dont need to waste money buying their expensive drinks and sweets. maybe next time.

you probably know from krizia that we went to gateway. my first time too. we rode the lrt 2. another first. geez, i know nothing in life.

my mother and i commuted home using the bus. it's a wonderful feeling. no, it's not my first time. but i still love the feeling of the sun and the cool wind on my face...i actually wish we could stay like that forever...for june and college not to come, even if there are black ants crawling on our seats, thanks to the pineapple my mother bought.

but life must go on. and here i am now, typing on this computer. it's night,, many hours after the happy bus ride...and the clock will continue ticking...and next thing you know, it's time for school..

aaaagghh....

i give my sympathy to the lasallians.

sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down. and now, we're going down. charlene is going up. she's finally going to experience summer. have fun, char!

you know what the conversation in the mall and the ride home mostly about? college and the future. well, of course!! what should i expect? the signs are everywhere...and life must go on...

but im thankful...becuase there can be a lot worse situations i can be..like being in africa and your parents having aids...like you're still 10, but already working because you have drunkards for parents...like you're a baby but will soon face death because of an illness and can never experience happy moments...like...like...whatevah...you get my point..

hmm..i wonder where i got this new optimism...probably because i know im luckier than elysia right this minute...hope her head doesnt explode..but im sure she'll manage...despite being a crammer, she always survives.

my ex-ipod was broken because i put it in my pocket and sat down. bumiyak ang lcd. just found out now. may she rest in peace. im not gonna bother her na. she'll just have to make friends with the mr. dust0 ang ms. dirta.

my summer is going on very well. im drowning myself with food, books and tv.


i just finished prison break season 1 to 3. parang ayaw ko na nga kasi di matapos tapos yun problema nila.

i dont want finish heroes. ang daming characters kaya and slow-paced. naging boring tuloy siya for me.

i finished house season 1 na. di ko na magawang matapos yun season 2. nahihilo ako. makikita ko tapos na yun episode di ko pa rin alam kung ano ang naging sakit ng pasyente.

nag-aantay pa ako ng fresh new episodes ng gossip girl.

im now watching grey's anatomy. just starting so i cant really give my opinion.

yesterday, nag-dvd marathon ako. i watched the italian job, ocean's 11, 12 and 13 again. parang ang sarap tuloy magnakaw. di mo na kailangan magkolehiyo. sobrang yaman mo pa.

grr..

waahh....bye bye ipod nano...my pink ipod nano...i never even felt that you were mine. after putting only 5 songs inside you, you have gone crazy, and thus i have to let you go. bye bye P12, 500, plus the silicon case, plus the ipod charger..it's such a big waste of money...i just want to tear all my hair out!

my father bought my ipod in mcintel, because he's after the warranty. but the stupid ipod obviously has wrong timing. it has gone crazy only after 2 months out of the warranty period. if we're going to fix it, we have to fix everything, even though only one unit has the defect. it's the company's stupid rules. the changing of all the units will cause 8 thou. and that ipod nano is only sold for P7, 500 currently. you take your pick. %^&*#

the ipod can still be use. you can still put songs and listen to it. the only problem is the screen. you cant see anything but the stupid lines. so it's kinda like ipod shuffle now. but you know, i quit. i never knew how to work the stupid thing anyway. i dont know how to put songs inside. yes, i know. im dumb. DUMB.

i hate technology. i hate life.

how the heck will i survive the future?

elysia, you're the one responsible with the pills. FIND SOME NOW!!.

nonsense

hmf.

it's good my sister found something she could read, so i can use the computer now. if you're wondering why i don't post consistently, it's because of her!!

she's always playing games in the computer. she doesn't want me to use.

hmf.

nakakagamit lang ako kung wala siya...sniff..

waaahhh...inaapi ako dito...

di...nag-iinarte lang ako

pasensya na po.

teka lang, ba't ko ba kayo pinopopo?

hay naku...manonood na lang ako ng prison break. sa season 2 na ako...

uy, totoo ba na bading si wentworth miller a.k.a. michael scofield? sayang, may doll pa naman ako na lalaki na ipinangalan kong michael yun maliit pa ako. kung bading si wentworth miller, iisipin ko na bading din yun doll ko.

teka lang...miller?? parang familiar ah....

some words may not be suitable to CHILDREN, parental guidance is advise

i was starting to get bored again after finishing the buffy the vampire slayer books we have in the house so my sister suggested to me what daryl, my older bro, suggested to her--read the books he bought. now this would seem normal if you have a normal brother, but you see, my brother is not normal. aside from being a genius, he's also a pervert.

dont worry, he's not harassing us, he just has this curious fascination with sex and anything conneted with it. some of you have probably heard me tell the story of his disturbing questions.

for pete's sake, he's our older brother, he should protect us from these disturbing things, but instead he asks us questions about them.

questions like..."have you ever had sex?" "have you experience orgasms or tried to experience it?" "what makes you attracted to a guy?" "is tom cruise handsome? or do you prefer brad pitt?" "what do you think of dingdong dantes' giant underwear bill board?" and this made me think of you guys, my friends--"have your friends experience sex?"

ugh...seriously...the guy is a nutcase.

well yes, granted, all these questions are part of a project he's doing that time...but to ask his little sisters? not that im little, but im still younger than he is.

he asked these questions in march, but that's not quite the end of it. during the first few weeks of our (stephenians) vacation, he (my brother) drag the whole family with the exception of my father to robinsons. actually, i've only been there once or twice before, the family usually goes to SM. the reason he drag us there because it's the only mall he knows that has a sex shop.

so when he found the store, he went inside and started taking pictures while the rest of us stayed outside at a reasonable distance, embarrassed. but when he was taking so long, my sister followed him. and a little while longer, i too, went inside.

that day was at least a month from now already, so i dont quite remember what i saw. i remembered seeing a lot of things i dont understand though. haha. there were also figurines about two people doing 'it.' there were some seemingly harmless stuff like..well i forgot what's it called. you know, the pin, the one the stephenian math society gave math members. the one with there's power in numbers written on it. but in that store, that's not what it says. some phrases i dont understand, some quite normal and unoffending and some quite salacious. haha.

anyway, we all finally went outside the store and the we saw there were posters on the glass windows. there was a naked picture of a fat lady, a nude baby smiling wickedly and a poster about different kinds of condoms for different people. my brother was quite delighted with these and started taking pictures again.

we then went down the elevator and saw a Bench store. the mannequins displayed on the window were wearing underwear so it wasnt quite surprising that my brother went inside. in order not to waste time, the rest of us look around. the marmoset was laughing hard at the things he saw. i guess he's not used to seeing female underwear. but its embarrassing with the saleswomen and other custormers.

my mother saw a bra she wanted and bought it. but before that, my brother asked her to pose with it for a picture. my mother was horrified. she doesnt want her face in my brother's project which is a collage. so my brother cajoled and pleaded with us, his siblings, to do the dirty deed. after a lot of laughing and shouting, i was chosen to be the model. i dont really remember how that happened or how i was fooled into doing it. i was also asked to posed beside the half-naked mannequins. on the bright side, my posing doesnt include wearing the bra, just holding it.

we then went to watson where he bought some frenzy condoms. my sister and i were so embarrassed with him that we went to the other side of the store and ignored familiarities with him.

i can still see those condoms everyday. my careless brother just left it on my mother's office table for everyone to see, even to our guests.

the next store we went to is harmless enough. my favorite in fact. the national bookstore. my brother went to buy some decorating materials for his collage while the rest went to find some books and entertainment magazines.

my sister confided to me later that day that our dear brother is planning to put a picture of a penis in the cover of his collage. you see, the guy is a serious nutcase.

anyway, as i was saying in the first paragraph, our brother suggested to read some of the licentious books he bought for the project. my sister is actually reading one right now as i type this.

i'll leave it to your decision if my brother is just really studious and serious with his studies or if he's a plain perverted crackpot.

hahaha...