Yoohoo?
Hello, today there are colors swirling in my head and they're not just colors but candypastelfunnyhappygiggling colors telling me things I want to know and some things I don't want to know but anyway they're telling me everything that's sunny and warm and sad and scary and I can just smile at them because all I feel is this... lightness, I just talked to my god and I told Him what I want and that is "I just want to stay okay, I just want everything to stay okay and if ever some things go shitty I would want to know how to make them okay, please please please," and yesterday Jang told me about this funnyawkward thing about some people in Banaue.. and that is, that is that they prefer instant coffee over brewed coffee because they think instant coffee is "more sosyal, more 'in'" than brewed coffee and I was like "WEIRD!" and yesterday also Jang and I encountered these annoying college kids obviously not Baguio natives, what they did was, they mocked an elderly Igorot beggar by mimicking her begging right beside her and then they laughed like it was the coolest thing in the world to do, what Jang and I did was, we shot them this disdainful look and I think, I think they felt the daggers and I felt good making them feel bad about what they did (Jang, how did you feel?) I'm not letting that moment go, never..and the other day I realized I hate people who hit their dogs, I mean, how sinister can one be to hit a dog? (But it's a different story altogether when someone treats her dog more humanely than she does a human being, believe me, I've been through that) And then the other other day I passed by the Burnham Park playground and this kid, this kid was hanging precariously from a swing and I was scared shitless that he might fall and then I thought, blood coming out of his head, awwwwful, I didn't think I could bear it and then I realized that more than a human being hurting his dog , THE SIGHT OF A CHILD CRYING IS THE MOST HEARTBREAKING THING IN THE WORLD, and then the night after, I ate at Jollibee and I was sad morose lonely.. because I recalled, I recalled when my parents would take us there and me and my brothers would have the best day of our lives then we'd go to Luneta and go biking and then we'd have another best day and then I thought, things just aren't the same today, even Jollibee is not how it used to be. Today is a holiday.
How is your day today? I want to know.