Snowballing

Snow drifted from the sky all day today. Mama calls home to tell us to be careful of slipping. (As she nearly slips herself.) Papa barks at us to wear high boots. (He'd have told us to stay home if he could.) But our spirits were too high.

We marched after class towards the mall, jumping this way and that, because who can resist the impulse of fresh snow, untouched, pure?

I convinced them both to walk over the field--which we have ignored these past months because we were convinced that it was muddy. On top of that field, where brown stalks peeked from a blanket of white, we lost our heads a little, and had a snowball fight.

My aim sucks. I got hit maybe three times on the head; Chi's arm is good. Kiara ended up with wet pockets, while my mesh bag full of books ended up with scattered ice, and Chi had fistfuls of the white stuff in her hoodie, and down her back. We ended with numb hands, and me exhausted from hysteric laughter.

Snow days have their positive sides too.

A beginning, scribbled on a post-it

When Maya was born, nothing happened.

The doctor looked around the room desperately. The baby's mother, Minaella, was too exhausted to notice his panic. But in his hospital greens, standing by the door with a high-quality recorder glowing with the faint steady pulse of magic, Argus de Seo paled at the implications.

His first-born child was a Null.

a firestorm of events

i went home for a very long vacation
pre-nup pictorial in UP
i got married on the 14th of December in the municipal hall
my husband finally got officially baptized and confirmed
attended a wedding on the 22nd of December in Tagaytay
celebrated Noche Buena with my in laws
celebrated Christmas with my family
got married again in the Church last 28th of December
relaxed in Calatagan with kilig moments
celebrated New Year with my family
visited my new family post New Year
redbox with G25
went back to Melbourne on the 4th of January

a confusing whirlwind flies me off my feet, transports me from one place to another and finally landing me back to where i came from.

Homesick

I'm homesick... I want to go back home...

T^T gusto ko nang umuwiiii...

miss ko na dun =__=

homesick...

dis is not homie!!! homie is bahay!!! bahay sa pinas T^T

sniffers
sniffies
sniffmms
sniff

Back from outer space

I keep dreaming it's the day before leaving, and we eat out with family and friends.

Your littlest sister keeps getting scared, crying, wanting someone to sleep beside her.

The wind keeps blowing, the rain falling.

Life goes on.