my past months' life

after two months of going to the moon and back, i am now revisiting this blog that has gone from dead to dormant to dead again. i haven't been writing for two months now because there's nothing really interesting to write about, nothing in my life right now needs further recognition. and its partially my fault.

why?

because no matter what happens, no matter how much i laugh hard and breathe harder, nothing much interests me anymore. haha. this is such an irony because i am always the biggest fan of what i call, "moments" - those spur of the moment scenarios that are sweet, sour, and bitter all at the same time. my taste buds arent working anymore, i think. because i cant even distinguish sweet from bitter. everything else tastes all the same. bland and far from savory.

these are the occurences, or not.

february came. my least favorite month. i have this nondescript loathing about this month, and its entirely understandable. i dont want to go further on this because, time and again, i'll sound too hopeless.

march came. this became a busy month for me considering the fact that two of my uncles (uncle charlie and uncle kengs) and my lolo and lola came home from the states. so i was the "tigasin" in paniqui. haha. imagine, filing for leave from work for a week just to fix the house, wash the dishes, and wash the dishes again. haha. but it's fun, and its just my way of saying thank you for my uncle charlie's generosity that has come beyond description. it was actually his first time to go back to the philippines after twenty-two years of hard work in america. hard work spent over child support. haha. being chickboy that he is, he fathered 3 panganays. i came to know this uncle that i've seen first time since i was born compared to my uncle kengs who have been here in the philippines for more than half of his life, migrating in america only a few years ago.

maybe what's bloggable about march is my trip to mindoro. this is the trip that came without warning. hehe. whenever papa and nanay goes back home here in the philippines, they always make it a point to go to mindoro, my nanay's homeland. i was so much hesitant to go with them because of the fact that i am so afraid of the water and be all seasick. but to cut the story short, i went with them - my first ever trip to batangas and mindoro!

my visit to mindoro is interesting because of the fact that i was able to meet those relatives that i only knew by names and by the stories that my nanay retold about them, its like a mini-reunion with the people that i was able to meet for the first time. they spoke hardcore tagalog with a thick batangeno accent. and that's quite interesting for me whose always been a true-blue pangasinense. and because of that trip, i was able to identify how multi-linguistic my lineage is - having a kapampangan tatang, pangasinense daddy, ilocano mommy, and a tagalog nanay can prove my broad ethno-linguistic background!

see?

these are the mundane things that have occured and they are even far from being blog-worthy. that's how dismal my life is heading. and i know this should stop. something should be done. AS SOON AS NOW.

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