Yesterday, Shali and I watched a bride walked down the aisle.
Nothing Like You and I - The Perishers443 plays
Dear Kuya Andrew,
I can still remember that time when us, siblings, were always in your room to play Tekken, Mortal Combat, Crash Bandicot, Grand Theft Auto, and a whole lot more video games.
I can still remember that time when you were in sixth grade and you ran away from home. When you came back, you brought us, your little sisters, a doll house.
I can still remember that time when our teen and showbiz magazines were always in your room because you would cut pictures of beautiful girls and stick them on your wall.
I can still remember how you let each of us ride with you on your mini motorcycle. It was just you, me, and the breeze blowing on our faces. Still one of my favorite moments.
I can still remember how we would race under water and see who would reach the opposite side first. And yes, you did not like losing.
I can still remember how we would play cards whenever the power was out. It became a tradition. The one who loses would drink a glass of water. How challenging.
I can still remember you sneaking outside our room and throwing a cat stuffed toy on our bed. And me doing the same thing while you were in your room, because we were both scared of cats. And now, it’s just me in the family who’s scared of cats.
I can still remember how we fought so hard because you accused me of farting, when it was really you who farted. YOU DID NOT WANT TO ADMIT IT. We were both pissed and stubborn. You were really hot-headed. I ran to our parents’ room and locked myself there.
I can still remember our last major fight: I didn’t want to give you a load on your cellular phone. You were drunk. You were still hot headed. You punched me a number of times in the arms, I was really scared you would punch me in the face. I didn’t know what to do, because I didn’t know how to fight, but I wanted to do something, so I stepped back and kicked you in the stomach. You became so mad at me. You almost punched me in the face. I blogged about it and titled it: “I HOPE YOU DIE!!!!!” I didn’t mean it, I happen to be in front of the computer when I was cooling off and that was really childish. I really wish I could take that back.
I can still remember how you would put brown sugar on your rice, and you told me it was really good, so I did that too. And now, I really don’t know why I did that. I tried it again, and I realized, I was so gullible and you liked it.
I can still remember watching basketball with you. And we would cheer so hard for Ginebra. We’re still hooked with basketball and Ginebra, by the way.
I can still remember that whole straight week you drove me to school before sunrise because I had to review with my friends for the exams. My favorite part was we didn’t need to talk, we were just listening to John Legend.
I can still remember the last time we spoke: I was walking home from a camping in school and you were on your way to your party. You pulled the window down and told me you’d come back and pick me up. You were really happy and smiling. You didn’t wait for me. Ate Rose, Dom, and I went to the movie house and watched Twilight because we weren’t allowed in your alcohol-filled party. People were calling us minutes after the movie started, but we didn’t answer them. We finished the movie. Next thing I knew, we were outside the emergency room, and everyone was crying.
I didn’t knew it when they were happening, but they are the moments I will always miss and cherish. It sucks because there is no next next time. You may be a pain in the ass to our parents, and you juggled numerous girls at once, but you were a great brother, and I wouldn’t trade being your sister for the world. So here goes my 367894567th writing about you. HAPPY supposedly 26th Birthday and 5th Birthday there!
Black and white pictures for Advanced Photography class. I am loving the dramatic effect.
Whisk Khalifa and I are helping my sister with baking.
Every Chance We Get We Run - David Guetta and Alesso Featuring Tegan & Sara
I liked this page on Facebook called “Interesting Things” and it features the beautiful places all around the world. Seeing all those utopia-like places made me appreciate the beauty of nature and the creativity of people more. I cannot wait to finally earn my own money, get out there, and explore!
Sometimes my thoughts overwhelm me; sometimes in a scary way but mostly, in a good way. This is my haven. Despite the new age, I still find comfort and satisfaction in writing my thoughts on paper, instead of typing them on my laptop first-hand. It helped that I deleted my Twitter account because I felt that it limit my thoughts. Having this journal helped me get in touched with my feelings more. In less than a year, this journal took part in making my Thought Catalog dream come true — I wrote my two published articles here and edited them on my laptop. It is really great when you have an outlet: may it be writing, music, painting, dancing, social media, etc., as long as you are passionate about it. We should not deny and limit ourselves these pleasures in life.
The sky is everywhere.