from holy days to hell days and everything in between

thank God for the looooong holidays a.k.a holy days. the only and biggest regret i have is not being able to come home. and i have only myself to blame for that. if only i bought those tickets weeks before, if only i decided to come home early, if only i had let go the miser in me, if only i said yes to mama’s offer of buying me a ticket, i could have purchased those tickets and flown to home. in this highly dense place, obviously, i’m not the only one from bacolod!—and it took me five days of being trapped in this city, no cable tv but only re-runs of seventh heavens, and spending easter evening at makati med’s e.r. to realize how truly stupid i was… where i could have already gone to the beach, sleep in the coziness of my bed, and be a king to my home. i say all these with envy as i browse through mavic and ilaine’s uploaded pics… and damn, i missed out on so many happening.

for the past five long lazy days, i have to content my self doing nothing, and that’s a challenge for someone whose days doesn’t even fit the calendar (uhm, did I hear exaggeration or what?). so, for five days i lazied in my bed browsing through the glossy pages of the many (yes, very many) magazines i bought thinking that there won’t be good tv on holy week (and I was right, ooopps, oh God forgive me…). if not, i was downstairs pretending i was a human couch in the living room right in front of the tv watching those re-runs and pinoy flicks.

anyway, one of reasons i try to convince my self why i didn’t go home was that ma and pa spent an entire week in manila just before they went back to bacolod in time for the holy days. and for a week (for ONLY a week), i was spared from buying things at my own cost… that basically meant a pair of good leather loafers, pants, vintage shirts and one good find of a pleated white shirt i’m saving for a party one of these days…hehehe! and even if i enjoyed all the shopping and dinner treats, i also felt a bit guilty… you know…here i am already earning my own keep yet still allowing to be spoiled by ma and pa (shame on you JOEM). although i must admit, it’s so good to be spoiled sometimes. hahaha! ergo, with so much hesitatation (and later REGRET), i convinced myself to stay home instead of buying ma’s dear offer.

the only rewarding thing that happened was celebrating easter eve with good company—my college buddies. incidentally, my best friend just arrived from bacolod for work (imagine, flying over the holidays to work, vouching, crossfooting, all –I-N-G’s you put after nouns that sounds like AUDIT…hahaha!), so it was a good time for some chit chat along with the rest of the gang. nwei, we had simple dinner at this place called kitchen. as much as i want to eat their yummy shrimp in crab fat sauce, i couldn’t do so (i ate tuna salpicao instead) because unluckily i was having that big L**…(huhu) which ended me up attending the two-hour mass sitting in the grass, and trying oh so hard to convince my stomach to keep the fight and never give up (hahaha!). but the pain was too much for my bulging stomach to bear, so i forced my friends to bring me to makati med’s er. and there i was, along with other er patients, many of whom suffer the same abdominal pains as i have, shouting without words to the nurse attendant as if saying “please spare me from your interrogation—can’t you see my stomach is aching!” hehehe! i was there for three hours, while my friends patiently waited for me in a pizza house nearby. finally i was given medication and was allowed to go home, that is after some pooh’s (whatever it meant I leave to you), an injected medication, and a very cool bed rest!


monday, incidentally is also a holiday, thus explaining the looooong verb i previously had used. we had grilled pork over lunch, i sported my newly cut short hair from sunday’s hair day, and scrubbed my body over shower with papaya and mango extracts. after which, i was back to my being a living couch and ended up watching for the entire afternoon 4 versions of american pie (excluding parts one and two which I already watched). much later in the evening, i watched my favorite soaps and reality shows. and soon, again, like i usually did in the past five days, lie in my bed, this time though dreadfully thinking that tomorrow will once again be hell day.