My Sem Break…
Last Sunday, my mom recieved a call that her
brother is now in a coma. At that same morning,
she bought a plane ticket for Manila leaving at
that evening. My mom recieved countless missed
calls and messages in her phone while in Mass
(although I don’t believe in a God, my parents
don’t know that). After Mass, she read the
messages with the bad news. Her brother died. She
cancelled the flight and instead left two days
later (tuesday).
I arrived in Manila that thurday for his funeral.
You shouldn’t pity because I hardly know him. I
really pity his twelve year old daughter and his
younger brother who isn’t going to have a father
to grow up with. We played UNO with them to cheer
them up, and it did kinda’ work.
Saturday was his burial and we were told to dress
in white (shouldn’t it be black?). I have some
good pictures, I’ll be posting it in my blog or
the photo album. That day was the official day of
our family’s and relative’s vacation!
Most of them are from other countries; so instead
of the plan of eating at a really good Chinese
restaurant, we chose to eat Pinoy (slang for
Filipino) food.
A few days later, our family decided to have a
trip to Bagiuo. Since both my mom and dad didn’t
want to go driving (it’s a six hour drive!), we
took the bus. Bagiuo’s really known to be cold,
but I found it kinda’ hot. Again, I have some cool
pictures, and I’ll be placing em’ in my blog or
photo album. We left the night after arriving all
tired (we came back at 1am).
There are only two reasons why I go to Manila. I
go there for Power Books (a Pinoy version of
Barnes and Noble) and popular restaurants that we
don’t have in our city. I went to Power Books and
bought The Phantom of the Opera book, which I
can’t find anywhere here. I’m a big "Phan" of the
movie! I usually buy tons of books, but I couldn’t
since I was only there briefly. I was satisfied
with everything except that I coulnd’t eat at
Cinnabon. They have the best cinnamon rolls in the
world!
This wednesday, we were preparing to come back
here and I was kinda’ sad leaving. We arrived at
the airport on time (well, at least we thought we
were). The plane left an hour earlier! Our
vacation was extended.
Now, I’m back here!
Well, that’s the story! (hey, this
makes and excellent blog!)
