The Journey. It’s Mine. [My personal take on love, life, parenting and blogging.]

That’s the very question I was asked this morning by the ChowKing counter girl in Sorsogon. That’s because she knows me as Glo already (they ask you your first name, must be protocol to have a personalized service) because I am a regular costumer everyday in the past month.

That’s just because ChowKing is open as early as 7 am. I often go there after bringing Raine to his school to have a small breakfast (i can’t eat anything heavy at this hour) and to just hang out until the internet shop I go to daily, opens.

Yesterday, I wasn’t there early. My mother had to bring Raine in the morning because I had flares of arthritic pains. I just went to the city at around 11 am and stayed until 4 pm in time for the school’s dismissal.

It’s funny how other people around memorize your daily routine. Even the girls at the internet shop already know that I need the internet right away. Because I am always the first costumer, the A/C is often not turned on yet and one of the girls is still sweeping the floors. He he.

The ChowKing girl this morning even asked me which school my kid goes to. Small talk you know…I just replied politely. Besides she is always nice to me.

Daily, we take this road on the way to the city.

Recently I’m having blackheads in my face and sty inside my eyelid. It is becasue of this dusty road project that can’t seem to wrap up.

Still I can’t believe that the King oF Pop - Michael Jackson - is dead. How I wish this is just a dream we can wake up to. But it’s not.

Today I’e been digging YouTube for videos of Michael Jackson. Here’s a clip from his 30th Anniversary Concert in 2001, featuring performanes of ‘The Way You Make Me Feel” (solo)  and “Black or White” (with Slash).

In my heart, there’s always going to be Billie Jean associated with MJ. Now, at least he would not need Mesothelioma lawyers ever.

Rest in peace, MJ.

Well…I was a teener in the 80s. Michael Jackson was an icon in those times.

Who didn’t cry watching his Heal the World TV special? I was on a puddle!

Photo Credit

Earlier today, Michael Jackson died of cardiac arrest.

Michael Jackson, the sensationally gifted child star who rose to become the “King of Pop” and the biggest celebrity in the world only to fall from his throne in a freakish series of scandals, died Thursday.

He was 50.

Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles. Ed Winter, the assistant chief coroner for Los Angeles County, confirmed his office had been notified of the death and would handle the investigation.

So long Michael Jackson! I hope the newer generation doesn’t forget what you have accomplished as an artist. (He is not a bathroom faucet
fixer!)

Barrio siete has a similar report.

P.S. I am currently at an internet shop in Sorsogon City…and the local radio station is playing all of Michael Jackson’s songs.

Well…when i found that I was having a boy, I admit I was too happy. I’ve always wanted a boy for a firstborn. Why? Because I never had a kuya and I felt it is better that boys are the panganays. So they’ll be more responsible. Especially if younger siblings are girls. You’ll learn early on that girls should be take cared of.Many people might disagree.

But you see I am the edest and I’ve got 3 brothers. Because I am too dependable an Ate, they became sissys! (read: not very responsible!).Would have been a different story if they were the eldest. Sila unang mag-aral apra makapag-aral naman ako.

Given such a responsibility that big, failing isn’t an option.Going back to having a son.Imagine my glee when I found out that I’m having Raine? I was really over the moon! I’ve always been in love with a guy who treats his mother well (mama’s boy has a diferent definition in my book) and who is not squeamish with doing the house chores.

You know….somebody who takes charge and is uber responsible and dependable. Somebody who respects women (because he’s got a mom and and sisters). Somebody who doesn’t take bcbsnc literally.

I want Raine to grow up as one. This early, I’m traning him to help me with the grocery bags. I let him carry the weight he can carry. He sweeps our floor regularly — something I didn’t do when I was 6. He religiously puts his dirty clothes in the laundry basket. Little things like that. He can take a bath by himself, di nga lang makahugas ng puwet nya pag nag-poop.

I was already in grade 4 when I learned how to take a bath by myself!

In the photo above, I left Raine guarding our grocery bags while I went to the Mercury drugstore across the road. I found him with that facial expression! Ha ha.

Well…with my son Raine, I have a bodyguard and luggage porter in one paglaki nya ;) Hehehe.

After lunch on Tuesday, school kids were sent home because of typhoon Feria. Sorsogon was signal number 2 then. Thankfully we had no rains the whole day of yesterday. It was just gloomy.

Today it is back to school.

I’m glad that the typhoon didn’t pound the bicol region, but I am not happy that the rest of the country has been affected. It is just the middle of the year and year the typhoon’s name is already on the letter F (Feria). But then, it looks like the gods are angry.

This morning, Raine and I were rushing. It was already 530 am when we both got up.  At least we still made it on time.

Now at about 830 am, there’s a city-wide brownout. I heard that it will last until 4 pm. Gosh? So I transferred to another internet shop where they have generator.

But the A/C is not on. I’m already sweating (what more if I am on treadmills?) Bad trip!

In the mornings, Raine and I are usually out in the road at around 6 am. Waiting for our ride.

Raine badly needs haircut. 2 X 3 daw dapat.

If you haven’t read it, here’s part 1.

Whether I am still here or not when Raine discovers this blog, he too will realize how crazy, exciting, difficult and adventurous a life his mother has lived and is still living.

We all are afraid of death. (Well I guess except for those who with terminal illnesses have already accepted their fate.) But death is something that will come to us whether we like it or not, whether we are prepared or not. Nobody lives forever. Even if we want to.

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…you are supposed to:

REST
SLEEP SOME MORE
HAVE PEACE AND QUIET

instead (on Saturday alone), I:

barked at Raine.
got mad at A.
didn’t get much sleep.

Heck, I just want to sleep this Sunday!

Raine almost didn’t get up this morning. Me too. The 430 alarm already went off 3X and I still keep putting it on snooze. Raine on the other hand, finally got up at 545. I had to carry him from the bed to the kitchen table. By this time, tapos na ako maligo.

He is so heavy already! I almost couldn’t walk. Anyways, lambing lang the carrying part. So he’d get out of bed. That trick worked this morning. So it was all good.

It’s Friday and I understand that all the tiredness of the week have accumulated. I understand when poeple are late on Fridays. Could be also that they partied early (Thursday night).

Anyways…I haven’t had a day job for 3 years now. So that Fridays aren’t that special anymore. But now that Raine goes to school, we both are looking forward to Fridays and the weekend ahead.

If we were still in LB, today is Laguna day. Holiday. Walang Pasok. Birthday ni Jose Rizal.

Just great!

Si Glenn Carlo. 2 years younger than Raine. Will be turning 5 this coming October. He is Raine’s best playmate.

It’s just that they live far away from us. Raine can’t seem to get enough of him.

Super suplado nga lang ang batang ito!

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In lieu of Fathers’ Day…I’ve just realized that all my brothers are fathers now.

Read on to find out.

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Alright! It’s Monday again and I was off to an early start. I was able to beat the alarm clock today. I got up at 4 am while it went off at 430…

Raine though had a sleepy start. He finally got up at 530 am and wouldn’t take his breakfast of pancakes. He just drank his milk and went on to take a bath..

So we brought the pancakes to school. At the waiting area, he ate the pancakes, gave me an awkward hug and went inside. A waited a few minutes until Raine is out of sight and then I went on to find breakfast. The power of the pancakes I had at 4 am are already expired by 7 am.

So I had breakfast. Afterwards, to the internet shop. I’m still here.

How’s your Monday?

So some kid was screaming that made me left the internet shop last Thursday. I went into this bicolano fastfood called Graceland. I ordered a tall glass of iced tea. Since it was so hot due to the brownout that day and I was so thirsty, it didn’t take me long to finish the glass. I wanted to buy more time before the crew send me away. They’re polite of course. Even if they see you staying longer than normal.

I opened my bag. I saw one blank notebook. An excess of Raine’s school notebooks. There was a pen too so I decided to write. Besides, my handwriting badly needs practice. Even the bank teller is complaining that my signature is different.

Oh well…that’s the downside to using the keyboard always.

Below is what I wrote:

June  11, 2009

3:07 pm

Graceland, Sorsogon City

In 2004, I started blogging .I didn’t have my computer at home then. So I used to write my blog entries at home in an old notebook. I did this often on those sleepless nights I had. While Raine is sound asleep, I put my thoughts on pen and paper. Later the next day - at an opportunity to get online – I then publish what I wrote.

You see I never kept journals my whole life. I only had page 1 in second grade (in a so-called diary) where I wrote my thoughts for that particular day. My brother found it and read it aloud for everyone to hear.

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Nandito ako ngayon sa internet shop at nakikita ko ang latest post dito sa blog ko. Pero sa sandaling umuwi ako sa bahay at subukang tignan ang blog ko doon (using my own computer) and latest post na nakikita ko ay yung first day in first grade. Halos one week na yan.

Ginawa ko na ang lahat ng makakaya ng aking kaalaman sa ganitong problema. Cleared the cache. Cleared the private data. Updated Firefox. Tried Internet Explorer. Ganun pa rin!

Paging magtatawas at albularyo. Paki-exorcise naman ang engkanto dito sa blog ko.

Sana hindi ang computer ko ang may problema.