haaay…

I know I should be doing several things related to Declan’s therapy which is the main purpose of my moving out– like looking for a nearby school getting him in this special school in Makati that specializes in ABA, allotting an hour per day at least for replicating the OT & SP exercises he does in his current school, buying him educational toys, etc… But I just can’t.

Not won’t. Can’t.

I’m still my old self, lurking and wasting webspace with unnecessary words… but now, I think I’m actually happy…

I’m itching to get a hold of a guitar, planning on rearranging my (and Chet’s) archaic songs, trying to recall the lost lyrics I never bothered to encode somewhere…and toying around with Fursey’s Garage Band software

I have these scenes for my .hum story running in my head (inspired after reading David Linklater’s interview on his film adaptation of A Scanner Darkly)

I’m trying to reacquaint myself with my shelved aswang/changeling outline (na pinapangarap kong maging first full length weh..)– after seeing Kris Aquino’s Sukob trailer while watching Deal or No Deal (guilty pleasure)

i’m trying to figure out what to cook with the aging sayote, cabbage, monggo, chicken thighs, togue, and oyster mushrooms in my fridge (and i still can’t get over the fact that it’s MY fridge)

I’m also somehow worrying if the st. scho girls appreciated the Eros shorts I showed them earlier today, if I was too harsh by threating to mark them absent till they join the egroups submit their requirements..

and I’m still in a daze sipping strawberry wine and marveling at my tab curtains, my cheap bleached furniture, my white square ceramic plates, my queensize mattress with overpriced white sheets and pillows… MY things, not my mom’s, MINE! bwahahahaha!

of course the TV is a relic with rabbit ear antennas and no dvd/ video input and a defective cathode ray tube giving us the experience of having poor eyesight—but who cares?!!

so sue me for being grand arrogant show-off… sa wednesday na ako kakayod at babalik sa realidad… right now, i’m too busy being happy (weh!)

3 Responses to “haaay…”

  1. Jules Says:

    ahaha… maybe happiness is a choice…

  2. Chati Says:

    There’s nothing, absolutely nothing like having your own place. Your own space. Congratulations!

  3. Carmela Says:

    Girl, you rock. doesnt matter if the stuff you have is inexpensive or secondhand, as long as theyre your very own. at least, that’s what i’d hold onto over hand-me-downs. don’t worry, it gets better. :)

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