Burnt Skin & Burnt Feelings

Burnt skin is what I got from diving into the sea water without a diver’s license sun block. I don’t have a problem with my complexion because it does go back to its normal color after a week or so. The problem is, it hurts – the price I have to pay for using a water-based lotion like I didn’t realize it the moment I used it!

Aside from the fact that my skin is hot to the touch, I am kind of having an emotional anxiety. I miss my loved ones. I miss the beach. I miss the new friends I met and I don’t know when we’ll see each other again. I miss everything that happened for the past three days. I am trying to live my life normally but I just can’t move on with the shoulda, woulda, couldas.

My life’s supposed to be perfect because I am free from work but other variables seem to haunt me. The sunny and almost-Holy-Week-kind-of-weather complement with my feelings.

This burn in my skin will continue to develop for 24 to 72 hours and skin peeling will follow in 3 to 8 days. I just pray that this loneliness will not last that long and peel itself soon. I can take this sun burn but not this desolation.

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I don't feel like paying another month for my Sun Broadband. Its connection has been very slow for almost a month now and it's pissing me off. There are lots of internet connections to choose from but I would appreciate any recommendations. Kthnxbye!

Later

Waiting for the clock to strike 5:30 is a pain in the ass. My butt is glued on a chair as I stare endlessly at my monitor. We will leave at that time but we were at the airport at around two o'clock.

Later, I will ride the plane to my hometown. I'll get into a car going home, get some sleep, eat, and leave my house after lunch. I guess I’ll be spending four hours only with my family and that’s kind of sad. Then, I’ll be off to a majestic island where the wedding of my friend will be held. We'll go for a swim, drink a little and prepare for tomorrow’s grand affair.

That’s how my day will be like today. No internet. No traffic or smoky streets. I’ll be with the people that I love in the third largest island in the country where my life started.

It feels good to be finally going home for three short days.

Yesterday

I dancercised for almost two hours and my body’s dripping wet with sweat. (Oh! yummy right?!) That’s how I start my day and I can’t blame anybody else but me whenever I feel some pain in my arms, abs and legs. I enjoy doing it though. I’ve been consistent with my schedule for a month now but I haven’t seen any development yet. Well, it’s better than to just sit around and do nothing.

After taking a bath (because I can’t consider bathing with sweat a real bathe), I decided to cut my old green skinny pants. I turned it into a shorty shorts inspired by a photo I saw online. I’ve been thinking about doing that for a hundred years and it was just yesterday that I had the courage to finally end its long life.

When I was on my way to fetch my friend, I received a call from a bank representative. Somebody referred me for a credit card. I thought my friend was playing a joke on me so I did not take the interview seriously. I was laughing and I asked if he knows my friend.  The agent started asking for my personal details and what-have-yous and I was stupid enough by answering accurate information. I’ve no idea who referred me but I hope it’ll get approved for a Samsung mobile phone comes along with the card. The entire conversation was funny and even the representative was laughing as well.

I watched RIO with a friend and I wore that shorts to make it appear like I’m wearing it new. I told her about the call and we had a good laugh about it. The movie’s very fun to watch especially when the birds sing. I always thought that Rio de Janeiro’s a lovely place. I’ll add it to my long list of dream places. Even if I die without going there, at least I dreamed of it. And before I forget, I liked Anne Hathaway’s voice on the movie. She really is amazing as always.

Sleeping at night is not a problem with me compared to sleeping at daylight (like what I’ve been doing for almost five years now). I slept early yesterday, too excited for my trip on Friday.

This entry’s kind of nonsense and useless if you were to ask me but on the other hand, you were informed about what happened to me. I’ve shared a piece of my day to you which is much easier than writing rhetoric stuff that I can’t seem to do at the time being.

If you noticed, I have a new blog header. I did not make the change yesterday though. It was done today.

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I will be away for three days starting Friday to a place where it rains most of the time. Kthnxbye.

Fort Santiago: Boredom Killer

(Taken at the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe)

I killed boredom yesterday. The second day of my b.u.m. life was put to use finally. I was a kid since the last time I visited Fort Santiago with my parents. For the longest time, I’ve been planning to go there alone or with company. I took the opportunity to live that plan. I wasn’t alone though. I was with my two friends who are living under the shadows of a jobless-for-now status (We’re not totally jobless. We’re just waiting for our training date.)

It was our lucky day, maybe, because we didn’t pay for the entrance fee. It was a free admission day but who would enjoy taking photos on a sunny side up day? The sun almost burned our skin. But when we got to the site, we just loved appreciating its beauty. The fort that was built on the 16^th century has structures that are old and mossy. You would definitely see the span of its existence and would not believe that it’s still there standing elegantly.

We lost track of how many hours we toured the place. The trip refreshed my memory of the subjects I took up during school days. Aside from posing at the different attractions of the walled city (because I’m into looking for photos that I could use as a banner for my blogsites), I also enjoyed looking at Jose Rizal’s works – his books, sculptures, etc. I was frightened by a statue soldier that was hiding at the back of the Rajah Solayman theatre, the mirror reflection of Jose Rizal’s statue and the sleeping manong at the Rizal’s Shrine ( I thought he’s non-living!).

We were wrong in scheduling our first historical adventure because the place would’ve looked lovely at four or five in the afternoon, the same time my parents and I visited the place. Nevertheless, sunny or gloomy, the place would remain regal as it’s always been.

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P.S. Please bring your own food. The cafe sells costly food and you wouldn't want to end up complaining about the prices.

B.U.M.

If there’s anything good about losing a program for work, that would be a two-week vacation. Let’s forget about the drama that happened on our very last day. It’s not that easy to move on but there’s nothing we can do but to step forward and continue living.

No work. No pay. That’s how my two weeks will be spent. Your highness will not be reporting for work starting today. Although I’ve dreamt of this for almost four and a half years, I am quite surprised that it’s not that easy to be waking up without having something to look forward to. In short, I am bored. The consolation is I am able to sleep at night and get more of it.

There are so many things I would like to accomplish in this time period and since my mind is bombarded with a lot of stuff, I don’t know where and what to start with. I tried sketching but all I get are erasures. I wanted to play the guitar but I can’t seem to get my ass away from my computer. I can’t watch a movie because I don’t have budget.

The music’s playing out loud. My tired, sweaty body due to my one hour dancercise is lying dead on the sofa thinking of how to get up and enjoy the life of a bum.

I miss my friends but not my job. God bless this life of a bored, unhappy man.