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It was in the middle of the frigid month of December. I was kinda freakish about the ‘icy’ wind everyday, from morning till evening, day by day. I even have a comforter – this extra thick sheet that covers my body every midnight – so called ‘kumot’, but with so much cotton. But after an hour inside the comforter, I feel like Hell – sweating opposite my environment which was so cold. I hate this thing, hour after hour – I switch the comforter over and over, disturbing myself from my dreams… heck.
This morning, I experienced the feeling of numbness. The windows are open, but there is a screen that separates my room from the outside. I feel this kind of numbness where cold was over my body – Ang lamig talaga! It was the weather. Though here in Bulacan is windy, and the temperature is cold – like Baguio in summer.
I washed my face, and do my morning routines. Then, as almost any cybernaut would do – I’d switch on the computer, and update this blog. Whoo, it took me almost a week to fix this blog – well, I don’t really have that span of time doing updates with my private blog. But this vacation would be so fine and laid-back, I’d be finishing Tuesdays with Morrie, at last. I’m one chapter near the end. My Friendster account would be full this year.. having 807 friends. I was happy that this second account just spent about May – December, eight months total for collecting the thousand friends – or I guess I’d just keep up the good work.
Wait a second, I’ve been watching the CSI’s season ender.. I don’t wanna miss a thing.
Ok, back to my blogging.
My mom called about ten in the morning here, as she was in New York with her job. Well, her call is free because we have this thingy that makes international calls… a phone I should say. This CSI season ender makes me hang off.. wait! Ok, I was just so drawn by the suspense. I love the ending… hehe.
My mom was telling me about my course in college. She told be she liked me to be a nurse – and I never intend to agree. I hate the thing that she dictates me what to do… Well, I have no time to quarrel her that much. Even if she’s my mom – I still have the right to choose my course, although I dunno really what’s my course, actually, I have no idea. She could convince me, but she couldn’t dictate everything to me like a master training her dog. I’m not a dog! Nakakatawa nga eh, gwapo-gwapo ko tapos gagawin akong aso! But seriously, I don’t think I could handle all of her advices. She’s – uhh.. 50? Yet she looks young, no kiddin’.
About my course in college, I can’t decide about it yet. I love drawing and great in sketching and in drafting, like in our subject – Practical Arts. Yeah, I’m doin’ good at the class. But I’m also great about nations, its capitals – master ko ata yan!, And a lot infos about other countries. I love History so much. I’m good in English, as I’ve been doin’ in this blog… speaking English. Haha, Great Idea… Although maybe my barkada wouldn’t really understand this… they’re innocent about English… they only know the basics and the ‘elementary’ knowledge about it.
So much for that, I wanted to use all these skills – but as my sister said, choose the greatest of them all. Not mentioning that I’m great in exploring the Internet, breaking my brother-in-laws passwords in my computer, and doing a lot in cyberworld…
Ano kaya course ko? Siguro sa 4th year… malalaman ko din yan.
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