*sniff* *sniff*
my bro's blog is so sad
yeah, in know what you mean about mom pushing you to do things, but remeber the good stuff
"good times, good times"
like all our videos kuya willie? (everything will be overly explained for the other people reading this) I can remember the one when my TV show was how to properly iron your first communion veil. or my favorite of the newscast that got interrupted by an earthquake (only in california right?) how about the video project you did in eight grade , with edwin and emmanuel which made me forever remember that George Hamilton was shot by Aaron Burr (heehee, got milk?) in that famous battle. which in this case, the battle field was next to our pool, as boys II men began to play in the background.
How about walking over to Emmanuel's house every day after school and hanging out.
I loved the haunted houses that you guys made for all of my birthday parties, even if you did lock me and amanda in a bathroom for like an hour.
Night swimming!!!!
the barbie dreamhouse made of cardboard boxes that was so much better than anything you could buy in the store. Or the fact that the barbie "office" that I got for christmas quickly became the GI Joe base in the awsome battles in the TV room.
Growing up in a Mall, literally. I mean, yeah it sucked that we never saw the sun (maybe that's why I'm so pale?) but we were able to know the in's and outs of malls since we were little, being a few of the only people I know who can successfully enter a mall, get what is needed, and the leave without stopping anywhere else to "look". Plus remember playing the the back room (now that I think about it... that was really dangerous) but playing "Terror Mall" the one and only time Amanda came over, and how she and I were 60 floors apart because we jumped out of a falling elevator at different times although in reality we were about 2 feet apart.
they may have pit cousin against cousin, but I know the I was a key instrument in pitting aunt against aunt. So somethimes it didn't work (Auntie Bing) but between like Auntie Loly and Auntie Poychie, oh man... the movies we saw and the places we went.
Young Citizens- okay, auntie baby was the one to blame for the stupid name, but it was fun to sing. To actually perform (probably where I caught my bug) plus making other people happy. It just started to go bad when all the practices came up and they began to force us to sing other stuff, and I'm sorry... but the black hats that ate grace picked out fot the girls for the girls to wear, umm... I think I burned mine (hated it that bad)
Cuson Luoob- totally spelled that wrong. But the house that mom grew up in Santa Cruz, and all the ghost stories that you told me about it, and then the freaky chair that grabbed me (BTW for anyone who wants to hear that story... its better to hear it in person) and the sky lights that people peek in through.
family trips- usually a drag, but some cool moments. Like (of course I would mention it) the McDonalds that delievers!!! the Original Jollibee, Alien Encounter at DisneyWorld, The Amusement park Weekend with Auntie poychie and eveyone (when we stayed in the Disneyland Hotel, and then slept in the Van in Las Vegas), Midnight Buffets on the cruise, Hanama Bay In Hawaii, etc...
Family- someone once told me it was really cool that we actually hang out with our cousins. we fought and messed around when we were young, but we are friends. We are close enough to get annoyed with each other and treat eveyone like real siblings instead of extended families.
school- okay, I admit it... I was one scamming friends too. (well I hated elementary school,. so I'm not too sorry for it) It wasn't that we would steal money from our mom to buy the stuff, more like we would sell our lunches. You know, you have your sandwich, drink, and a snack (like cornnuts or something) so I would sell the cornnuts. Or M'n'M's , skittles, etc... Well buying Chewy chips ahoy and passing them off as home baked was a scam... but oh well.
how about our movie days- when you had your licence and mom and dad were both working. You would pick me up from school and we would head over to Norwalk 20 and one day I would buy the tickets and you would buy the popcorn and then the next day we switched.
Driving- how about rockin out in the car to Phantom, or anime music on the way home from Joseph's.
Swimming- playing marco polo, colored eggs, diving for clams with pearls in them, countless rafts and boats to go in the pool too.
holidays- when we were young, no one did holidays the way that we did. With Santa coming in to the house to pass out that HUGE pile of presents, or easter when the older cousins would hide the eggs for the younger. Birthdays with everyone there, and the rital of getting the red envelopes from Lola or one of the aunties.
Tormenting your little sister- you have to admit to that. Pulling out swords, taking my stuff and making me buy it back, but hey, I found ways to defend myself (maybe a little bit too well). Those violent tendencies are probably from you guys (since I know that Kuya Raymond is reading this too). Plus bringing me to meet people you met online, and all I did was eat fries and stare at the walls.
but I need to get back to work now
remeber *good times*good times* or else none of us will survive...
