May 29, 2015
So i woke up early by the thought of being able to chat with Mico in the morning. But that was just my thoughts, they were still on their way to the US. Then my mon suddenly interrupted my day dreaming for she was telling me that we would be going to our grandparents' house in Kanluran. And so I jumped out of bed (or sofa, 'cause that's my bed for now), took a quick bath and off we go.
We arrived there early before Tita Min and her family leave the ancestral house. We were also able to watch the much awaited BDJ Karakol 2015 in the streets. Though the sun was burning hot, many people of all ages still tend to join the karakol for it was an annual celebration for the San Isidro's Feast Day. There were also people wearing mascots, colorful uniforms, matching T-shirts, and funny masks. Everyone were dancing to the music, including the audiences who were scattered by the street sides just to be able to watch the procession. It was a happy beginning.
After watching, I went straight to the living room of my grandparents', loaded and registered my pocket wifi, and immediately logged in my facebook. But still there was no message from Mico. I suddenly became worried because I was expecting that their arrival in LA would be 7:30pm (UST) or 10:30am (PT). But it was already 11am here still no sign of their arrival. So I wasn't able to really take note of the time of their arrival when Mico suddenly sent me a msg. It was short, not that what I was expecting. Still I was so excited, so overwhelming to talk to him. I miss him. Though we had a little fight by then, i still love him for that. I understand that he is still undergoing a major adjustment in his life together with his family there.
I waited for him until he arrived at their relatives' and his dad's apartment. He was tired, jet lagged. But still he managed to talked to me his whole night. We exchanged stories and stuffs like that. I missed talking to him. I always imagine his face, his reactions, his emotions while talking to me. I miss him, a lot. But everything stopped when my wifi suddenly had a technical problem. I couldn't turn it on. Haay.. So after that I was sad. I tried to text him throught his roaming sim, but there were no sign of his response. I felt afraid and hopeless by that time. I wish it would happen again.
In the early evening, my evening, I went home with Nanay. Swiftly I took my iPad out of my bag and checked his msgs. He's sleeping already. I left a message explaining what happened, and continued my reality here in the Phil. I miss him. I waited the whole night, until about 11pm but still no sign of his msg. When I was sleeping, I still managed to check my iPad then and now till dawn, by then he replied. I love him.
So i woke up early by the thought of being able to chat with Mico in the morning. But that was just my thoughts, they were still on their way to the US. Then my mon suddenly interrupted my day dreaming for she was telling me that we would be going to our grandparents' house in Kanluran. And so I jumped out of bed (or sofa, 'cause that's my bed for now), took a quick bath and off we go.
We arrived there early before Tita Min and her family leave the ancestral house. We were also able to watch the much awaited BDJ Karakol 2015 in the streets. Though the sun was burning hot, many people of all ages still tend to join the karakol for it was an annual celebration for the San Isidro's Feast Day. There were also people wearing mascots, colorful uniforms, matching T-shirts, and funny masks. Everyone were dancing to the music, including the audiences who were scattered by the street sides just to be able to watch the procession. It was a happy beginning.
After watching, I went straight to the living room of my grandparents', loaded and registered my pocket wifi, and immediately logged in my facebook. But still there was no message from Mico. I suddenly became worried because I was expecting that their arrival in LA would be 7:30pm (UST) or 10:30am (PT). But it was already 11am here still no sign of their arrival. So I wasn't able to really take note of the time of their arrival when Mico suddenly sent me a msg. It was short, not that what I was expecting. Still I was so excited, so overwhelming to talk to him. I miss him. Though we had a little fight by then, i still love him for that. I understand that he is still undergoing a major adjustment in his life together with his family there.
I waited for him until he arrived at their relatives' and his dad's apartment. He was tired, jet lagged. But still he managed to talked to me his whole night. We exchanged stories and stuffs like that. I missed talking to him. I always imagine his face, his reactions, his emotions while talking to me. I miss him, a lot. But everything stopped when my wifi suddenly had a technical problem. I couldn't turn it on. Haay.. So after that I was sad. I tried to text him throught his roaming sim, but there were no sign of his response. I felt afraid and hopeless by that time. I wish it would happen again.
In the early evening, my evening, I went home with Nanay. Swiftly I took my iPad out of my bag and checked his msgs. He's sleeping already. I left a message explaining what happened, and continued my reality here in the Phil. I miss him. I waited the whole night, until about 11pm but still no sign of his msg. When I was sleeping, I still managed to check my iPad then and now till dawn, by then he replied. I love him.
