Victory Liner. Just realized my mother is scared of those road giants, panicking whenever one drives near us. Most likely, it is rooted in this incident roughly a year ago when the side of our car got slightly hit by a bus.
“Comfort Room” signage. The bathroom in Room 209 of that White (Ladies’*) Hall in Teachers’ Camp has a huge signage that says “COMFORT ROOM”. Duh. Why would we assume that it is a dining room?
* – hehe. My brother and I were so against staying in that built-in-1908 place because we believe it is haunted.
Comfort Room ‘Discomforts’. My brother and I just both the bathroom sink; the water does not get drained easily. I leave to your creative imagination the picture whenever we brush our teeth.
My mother, on the other hand, is disgusted by the agiw on the corners. (Haha, forgive me. I don’t know how to translate that in English.)
And my father hates dark bathroom floor tiles and ‘non-heated’ water. **
(** Hmm. Understandable. Imagine, the water there is cold at noontime. Make that freezing cold in the morning; and the heater in our room was broken.)
And I have a ‘thing’ with bathroom floors. Since I learned from our Biology class in high school that tapeworms*** ‘reside’ in bathroom floors
*** If I remember Maa’m Picart correctly, tapeworms can penetrate the skin in our feet without us noticing it. (I’m too lazy to Google right now so might as well stick to what I believe she taught us, hehe)
Jollibee. Yey. Ang aking kakampi. Bow. I realized recently that it is in Jollibee’s menu list where I find my comfort food. Haha. Can be their Yum with TLC, or their Mushroom and (melted) Cheese, or any of their Ice Craze desserts.
Hmm. How does this relate to our Baguio trip? Ha! We ate at Jollibee twice. Fastfood galore, actually, instead of eating Baguio food (Hmm. Makes me wonder what their specialty is aside from those yummy Choco flakes.)
Accident Prone. This zone belongs to Mother Goose. She just kept on tripping anywhere we go. And she did wet her white pants by sitting on a wet chair (duh.) in Mcdo.
Sibling Greeting. Ayks and I devised this ‘sibling greeting’ inspired by the poses of the Virginia Tech main character. (Hehe. I forgot the name of this Korean guy. I am so in-the-know. sarcasm.)
10. Baguio’s lucky number. 10 pesos for a wooden key chain on which you can have your name written for free; 10 pesos for every picture taken with a horse or with an Igorot; 10 pesos for every pic shot of you wearing an Igorot outfit; 10 pesos for every use of binoculars for 5 (?) minutes in Mines’ View. (ironically, houses have been built in that area you cannot see the mining area anymore.)
Escape from Thinking? Nah. I looked forward to that weekend as my escape from thinking – about career, about the expectations I have on people and the expectations they have on me. But no. That did not happen.
Turned out that Yasmin, my friend from high school, just found out about my ‘graduation stuff’ (grr. I don’t even want to mention it). Yeye, another friend verified it with me. and voila. Added pressure to get a job asap. (and in the words of Yeye, a job where I can demand).
I asked Mama to buy me this Adobo magazine; and saw in one of the pictures there the guy from BBDO who interviewed me the previous Wednesday. Hmm.. seeing the beat of the industry through the pictures there merely reinforced my desire to be part of that industry. But maybe, that could happen in many years’ time.
(my writing sucks. haha, i noticed. i shall edit this next time – with pics even)
in search of a happy place 