Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Stopping Boredom

Daily Prompt || April 6, 2014

Summer have started two weeks ago. And even before the beginning of the season, I have already planned the activities I will be doing for the entire April and May.

Originally, I decided to attend summer advance classes at my school for Grade 9 Chemistry. But my teacher advised me that the lessons I will learn next year are too different from today’s Chemistry. So it will just be a waste of time and money for me to wake up early in the morning and go to my advance classes.

Although, that doesn’t mean I’m just going to stay here at home, sitting at the hot leathered sofa where I used to type on my laptop all day. I also go to a musical theatre class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for my dancing, singing, and acting skills. I’m actually attending my first day today. Time check! It’s 1:45pm and I’m still waiting for my brother to get home from his badminton training so my mom and I could leave the house and head to my theatre class – which will start on 3:30pm and end on six o’clock. I can’t hide my excitement right now. And I’m pretty sure I can’t wait to make new friends! Or some cute guys. I don’t know.

Every first and third Sunday of the month, I serve at a church here in my village as a lector. I read the First Reading, the Psalms, the Second Reading, or the introduction to the Gospel.

If I am not at my theatre class or at the church, I am here at home sitting on the sofa with the laptop before me as I finish writing my novel, or maybe just simply blogging. I also jog around the block at night for an hour with Nelly (if you still don’t know her, she’s my best friend). Or, if I’m not doing any of those things, you can find me at a mall, window shopping through different clothing stores and chilling at my favourite coffee shoppe.

I’m actually starting a new novel right now. Still doing the story plot, so yeah. Thanks for reading, and have an awesometastic summer!

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Endless Annoyance

SUMMER POST #6


Remember that post I published recently? It’s the NaPoWriMo thing. 

It is a song I wrote when I was in love with a guy way back in eighth grade. I was drawn attracted to him, because he was good-looking and kind. We had this mutual understanding for only a few weeks, because in the end, it didn’t really work out for me. He became too awkward, and uncomfortable whenever I’m around. I thought it was okay, so I let it flow after a few days. But when he really didn’t try to take an effort to talk to me at school, I decided to end the “thing” we had. It was the best action to do that time. Or else, if I am still with him today, I am totally doomed as ever. And pissed a lot of times. And I might maybe get weeks of mood swing, just because of him and his foolish acts. I mean, why would he talk so naturally with the other girls, and when it comes to me, he’s always dumbfounded and too quiet (that I can’t barely hear a word)? Is that an affect of falling in love? Nevertheless, I realized it wasn’t really love. It’s just a crush that was misunderstood. Goddamn it, I say. 

If you wanna know more about him and me today, here’s some things he’s been doing right now. He would:

  • Text me that he’s sorry and that he will change
  • Want to find out where I am going by asking his cousin to text me
  • (If the class is going to an event, he would..) Like to know what time I’ll be going so he can go there on the same hour
  • Talk to my best friend about his problem, so that she can convince me to go back to him (as if!)
  • Be corny and base his replies with songs, like, “How can I move on when I’m still in love with you?” (The Man Who Can’t Be Moved by The Script)
  • Be a creepy stalker

Here’s another thing: He is obsessed with me. He will try everything he can, to get me back. He doesn’t know how to move on. Seriously. I am trying to have a life here, and he just keeps on sending me little, sweet-sounding messages that he promises me he will change. He even asked me to start all over again with him and just be friends. I refused the offer. I cannot bare to have a relationship with him, even if this will just be a freaking small friendship. Nope, nada, nu-uh. One big NO. 

I am trying to begin a new life, where I can be free to choose my own Prince Charming. But he just never stops.

What’s Inside, Aunt Carmen?

SUMMER POST #4


This morning, a deliveryman came up to our house to bring a parcel of goods that was sent by my Aunt Carmen from Australia. But before I had to open the box, I still waited for my brother to arrive home from badminton training. So when he did, I immediately went through the drawers, grabbed the cutter, and ripped open the box. And these were the stuffs my good aunt gave me.ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

 

Not only that, but she also gave me a French Manicure Set and a box of lip gloss with LED light and mirror both from Lacura and a stereo headphones from Sony. Isn’t she the best? Oh dear Lord, bless her and her precious family. 

 

Are You Fooled?

SUMMER POST #2


Yesterday, I had pulled off a prank on Facebook for April Fools’ – since I haven’t been doing anything special every year on this day. I updated my status about me owning a VIP ticket to Taylor Swift’s upcoming concert here in my country. It was posted earlier at ten o’clock in the morning.

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Look at all those likers who didn’t know they got fooled.

At seven thirty in the evening, when I just got home from jogging with Nelly (my best friend, and I think you’ve met her on my summer blog), I revealed the truth hidden within the previous post.

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The underlined word are in Filipino language. Here is a translation: “What am I? A lucky person? As if! Maybe I’m just dreaming to be.”

And that’s the story of my first April Fools’ prank. How about you? What trick did you pull off yesterday? Were you the victim of the prank? Share!

It’s Just the Beginning

 SUMMER POST #1


 Day one of summer just started today when my friends and I went to this private resort somewhere in Muntinlupa. Well, it might have been private if we had the entire pool reserved and we were having the place for our own. Nevertheless, there were still other guests who came there that we tried to share the swimming pool with. 

My best friend’s mother is a teacher from another school, and since the school days had gone by, she decided to treat her students with an amusing pool party. I was invited by my best friend because she didn’t want to be left alone with them. There were seven of us in Teacher Mary’s car (now I call her Mommy), including my brother. My parents wished to have my older brother join me, because they will not allow me to go if I have no companion.

Asking permission to Mom and Dad have been so devastatingly difficult these days. I was always desperate and I can barely stop myself from forcing them to say yes. 

I slept two in the morning the night before (well, technically it’s not night anymore). Dozing for only four hours, I managed to wake up at six in the morning the next day with the endless roars of my two alarm clocks – one was the little blue alarm clock and the other one was my cellphone. But it became useless rising early at dawn when I literally went back lying down on the bed again. (sigh) Stupid. My mother woke me up for the second time, then I was mentally panicking because it was exactly 8:14 AM. And we were supposed to be picked up by nine. I didn’t take a shower to get ready, considering it was a swimming resort I am going to. But I did dress up so quick that I almost ripped off my shorts when I was about to wear it.

Unbelievably, my brother and I was picked up not earlier than ten o’clock. (Seriously?!) But I understood. They were just too busy buying litres of soda from the local store for our lunch and snacks later on. I remember when my best friend begun passing around a pack of marshmallows in the car, and I took three of them, mumbling “chubby bunny” on every piece that is placed inside my mouth. Crazy, I know.


The best part of today happened just before we left the place. We stood on the shore of Laguna de Bay and felt the strong wind blowing past us, like little precarious fingers touching our skin.

But I have to say, I really felt summer one moment when I dipped my legs in the pool, and my friends splashed water right in front of my beautiful face..

Yep, that’s summer. And that’s the way you start it. 

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From left to right: Nelly (my best friend), Me (haha), Julia, Jedd, and then my brother at the farthest right. Alliah was behind me.