Before starting the gist of this lengthy post, let me first greet each and everyone of you a belated Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
there's actually nothing special on Christmas seasons for me, every year. nevertheless, i do not neglect Christmas day. I do give Christmas gifts, stay awake on Christmas eve (like i sleep early on ordinary days, do i?) and greet my friends. For one thing, i do have my own perception of Christmas. I am indeed from another race but that doesn't hinder me to celebrate with my Christian friends by simply manifesting love and care for them; I believe that's the spirit of Christmas.
The whole of my christmas break was spent at home doing household chores, watching tv, taking long naps and reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Also, Nurse-patient interaction paper, Skeletal system and Biomolecules didn't give my to-do list a break. The break's about to end but i still haven't started any of my academics having thought that i should really take a break and set aside my school quandaries. but how will i be exempted from the final examination if i don't score much and have less than 3 mistakes in Biochemistry? Sometimes i feel guilty of underusing my wits. I really don't have this diligence in me and i only depend on stored knowledge for survival. i am such an ass!
The only day i call FUN is the 27th of December where i, for the first time, witnessed a christening (baptismal ceremony) of my first ever goddaughter, the daughter of my former high school teacher. after that we had the reception at Grand Astoria Hotel where family, friends and us, former students of my teacher, were gathered there. that was just a short celebration which comprised of a three-hour eating, chitchatting and picture taking period.
I am seventeen years old but i'm still inlove with children's party theme where i get to see a lot of cute mascots. so Hetty and Jollibee were there. Oh god, i want to have one forever stuck in my room. So, yeah. I still am this five-year-old-wannabe brat stuck in a five-foot-two-inch frame.

From a very grand setting, we had an after party at one of my high school classmate's extra crib, when i said extra i meant unused. we usually party there, actually. Creamy carbonara or what they simply call white spaghetti was prepared. it was the best of all the carbonaras i've tasted, though. And then there... i had my first shot of tequila. i don't drink at all, i swear even if the event calls for it. call me a kill joy, if you want. When i tasted it, i nearly puked and my friends tried all their might to keep me composed. i liked the sensation, though. it heated up my throat until my torso, and it felt good, except for the medicine-like taste. i can't blame them, there wasn't any chaser (salt and lemon) to accompany the tequila.
the highlight of every christmas party, the exchanging of gifts, finally came. but it was different this time, having WHITE ELEPHANT as the theme. for those of you who don't know, the mechanics are: 1. Gather all the gifts in one place. 2. mark the gifts with number 1 until the last number of the quantity of gifts available. 3. let the participants pick a number 4. locate the gift which correspond to the number on the paper picked 5. open the gift but then the gift, isn't still yours by that time. I received a FREE 2010 calendar that made me go mad. i didn't spend my money for a gift to just receive a give-away calendar. so i was thankful it wouldn't be mine permanently. the last rule was that, person number one could get any of our gifts as an exchange of the gift he's holding. if the GIFT were exchanged for TWO times, the second owner owns it forever and is not entitled to exchange again. So i had a Mickey mouse pen-holder for myself.
Right after the exchange gift i went home, feeling the sudden after-take effects of what i drank, obviously. but it was just a shot, i thought. maybe this was some kind of stress. but the whole day i felt strange about a past love issue. yeah, he was there. we got on a ride together, only the two of us. he kept sitting beside me. we kept talking. but that was all a FRIENDLY gesture from him. what gave me the slightest twinge of rage, jealousy and pain, all the same, were my teacher and classmates linking him to another classmate of mine. they'd always joke about "uyy wag ganyan, magselos si Fatima! (Hey, don't be like that, Fatima will get jealous)". and the most embarassing thing that will mark for a lifetime is how my teacher named her baby girl after HIM and the other HER. :'(.
In the end, i still didn't expect myself to feel this way. i thought i've gotten over and found out that DISTANCE was the only thing responsible for me lay-lowing my feelings toward him. And it came clear that the reason why i don't get attracted to my suitors and other guys was HIM. but then i still don't want to be in a hurry. I am comfortable of having him as a best friend, maybe forever. and i still am enjoying my life as a single person.
wait for my Year-ender post along with a surprise. :D i am sure to regain all my readers before 2010.

there's actually nothing special on Christmas seasons for me, every year. nevertheless, i do not neglect Christmas day. I do give Christmas gifts, stay awake on Christmas eve (like i sleep early on ordinary days, do i?) and greet my friends. For one thing, i do have my own perception of Christmas. I am indeed from another race but that doesn't hinder me to celebrate with my Christian friends by simply manifesting love and care for them; I believe that's the spirit of Christmas.
The whole of my christmas break was spent at home doing household chores, watching tv, taking long naps and reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Also, Nurse-patient interaction paper, Skeletal system and Biomolecules didn't give my to-do list a break. The break's about to end but i still haven't started any of my academics having thought that i should really take a break and set aside my school quandaries. but how will i be exempted from the final examination if i don't score much and have less than 3 mistakes in Biochemistry? Sometimes i feel guilty of underusing my wits. I really don't have this diligence in me and i only depend on stored knowledge for survival. i am such an ass!
The only day i call FUN is the 27th of December where i, for the first time, witnessed a christening (baptismal ceremony) of my first ever goddaughter, the daughter of my former high school teacher. after that we had the reception at Grand Astoria Hotel where family, friends and us, former students of my teacher, were gathered there. that was just a short celebration which comprised of a three-hour eating, chitchatting and picture taking period.
I am seventeen years old but i'm still inlove with children's party theme where i get to see a lot of cute mascots. so Hetty and Jollibee were there. Oh god, i want to have one forever stuck in my room. So, yeah. I still am this five-year-old-wannabe brat stuck in a five-foot-two-inch frame.

From a very grand setting, we had an after party at one of my high school classmate's extra crib, when i said extra i meant unused. we usually party there, actually. Creamy carbonara or what they simply call white spaghetti was prepared. it was the best of all the carbonaras i've tasted, though. And then there... i had my first shot of tequila. i don't drink at all, i swear even if the event calls for it. call me a kill joy, if you want. When i tasted it, i nearly puked and my friends tried all their might to keep me composed. i liked the sensation, though. it heated up my throat until my torso, and it felt good, except for the medicine-like taste. i can't blame them, there wasn't any chaser (salt and lemon) to accompany the tequila.
the highlight of every christmas party, the exchanging of gifts, finally came. but it was different this time, having WHITE ELEPHANT as the theme. for those of you who don't know, the mechanics are: 1. Gather all the gifts in one place. 2. mark the gifts with number 1 until the last number of the quantity of gifts available. 3. let the participants pick a number 4. locate the gift which correspond to the number on the paper picked 5. open the gift but then the gift, isn't still yours by that time. I received a FREE 2010 calendar that made me go mad. i didn't spend my money for a gift to just receive a give-away calendar. so i was thankful it wouldn't be mine permanently. the last rule was that, person number one could get any of our gifts as an exchange of the gift he's holding. if the GIFT were exchanged for TWO times, the second owner owns it forever and is not entitled to exchange again. So i had a Mickey mouse pen-holder for myself.
Right after the exchange gift i went home, feeling the sudden after-take effects of what i drank, obviously. but it was just a shot, i thought. maybe this was some kind of stress. but the whole day i felt strange about a past love issue. yeah, he was there. we got on a ride together, only the two of us. he kept sitting beside me. we kept talking. but that was all a FRIENDLY gesture from him. what gave me the slightest twinge of rage, jealousy and pain, all the same, were my teacher and classmates linking him to another classmate of mine. they'd always joke about "uyy wag ganyan, magselos si Fatima! (Hey, don't be like that, Fatima will get jealous)". and the most embarassing thing that will mark for a lifetime is how my teacher named her baby girl after HIM and the other HER. :'(.
In the end, i still didn't expect myself to feel this way. i thought i've gotten over and found out that DISTANCE was the only thing responsible for me lay-lowing my feelings toward him. And it came clear that the reason why i don't get attracted to my suitors and other guys was HIM. but then i still don't want to be in a hurry. I am comfortable of having him as a best friend, maybe forever. and i still am enjoying my life as a single person.
wait for my Year-ender post along with a surprise. :D i am sure to regain all my readers before 2010.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

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