current music: more senti.

Today, like a good boy, I woke up early. Very early. Around 5 AM early. Went downstairs, chatted with Chimoms a bit over breakfast, checked my email and gathered my things. I can't quite remember if I took a decent shower. All I know is I ended up wearing red shorts as underwear beneath black pants and a sando/sleeveless shirt I usually wear for basketball in my hurry.

I started my climb up the hill at around 6 or so. I was just trying to be good, trying to avoid being late or having to steal the car or something. Today was like yesterday wherein nobody offered to give me a lift up the steep, fifty foot-or-so hill that led to the tricycle stop.

I got to the KFC-Gate 3 area at around 6:45. On the ride in the jeep, I noticed some little things. Like my friend, Mela who was wearing yellow. (I think. basta may cute akong nakita doon!) Or how there's no traffic along Katips at around 6:20 but triples in intensity at 6:40 Or how other passengers have reacted differently to me this morning. Maybe it was because I looked so comfy in casual. I just took pains to hide my ID and Days cross under my shirt, lest I draw attention to theives.

Like a bad boy, I decided to cut my classes. All of 'em. I didn't have my homework for Theo131, because
1.) I couldn't ask my parents for info. We've not yet talked anyway.
2.) I fell asleep very early so I could wake up early for the commute.

I really didn't want to cut Theo and Philo, but hey. I decided I needed the break. It also happened that with me was the PS2 memory card, so I took it to Hobby Stop and released some, no, LOTS of tension by beating up pixellated people in Soul Calibur 2. Saya! I think I took around 2 hours or so, just playing, unlocking secret bonus characters, reading the feeble storylines, staring at the technicality of the kung-fu / swordplay of the game, that sort of thing.

I then went to Aeon books, and like many people I know, I took my bothersome stress to shopping, and just book-shopped. For a good hour or so too. Saya! :D I think if I can save up two weeks' worth of allowance, I can run away with a good set of poetry books to prepare myself. Yey. :)

I ended up buying two books:

One Hundred Love Poems: Philippine Love Poetry Since 1905
(edited by Gemino H. Abad and "Sir Krip" Alfred Yuson)
and
The Nymph of MTV
(2003's Palanca awardee for poetry by Angelo Suarez)

Yey. Swag. :) Lotsa swag. Even yesterday, I also got the collection of Father Poems, also co-edited by Sir Krip. Hehehe. Bias daw.

I want a copy of Salvaged Poems by Emman Lacaba. Jeb! Eram naman! :D I'm also thinking of someday rounding out my collection of poets, but the serious, international classics (Sexton, Plath, Elliot, Kerouac, Neruda, etc etc etc) all cost a fortune.

Decided to visit the Pub. At least the tone of the sunny day has made an impact: people are now smiling, like yesterday was just a weird aberration of hormones and bad alcohol. May isang bubwit na masayang masaya. :p hehehe. baaad. :p

On my way home I decided to hear Mass. I was a bit late, I arrived at the Homily where Fr. Ben Nebres was talking about the Blue Eagles and "pagiging buo ang loob", like what we need to be when we're going through duress. Haay. Thank you for that Father. :D

Yes, Jesuit music is the best thing in the world when you're going through shit. :) "Huwang Kang Mangamba" was the song they sang at Communion. Wow.

Kuya Jess, you're real to me because it's days like this you make your presence felt when I need you. :) Salamat Lord. Di pa rin ako ganyang ka saya o kanyang kayang magpatawad, at ngarag pa rin ang mga tao sa Pub at sa tahanan ko. But I'm getting there, I hope.

I also saw someone at Mass. Pero I'll just go "shhh" on that one. It's not so significant anyway. Well, not yet.