Sexta-feira, Julho 29, 2005
I Emerged Out Of Spontaneous Generation
Whoa! Gulat ka 'no? Who wouldn't? Ako rin, nagulat e.
*pretty much excited to write in her blog finally...
With wide eyes, I was like, "Waaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaah! Keeeeeyyyykkkkkkk!" then rushed downstairs, toward the pridyider (ref) and immediately served myself with two slices of the most exquisitely scrumptious chocolate cake in the whole world. I drool over that cake. Believe me when I say it's no ordinary one. The Garilao cake is food definitely made for the gods. From Merville, its fame's spread only by word of mouth. And eventually, even Heny Sison found about the magical cake. Hayy, I only wish the cake never got this well known. As Miss Polly Garilao's cakes become recognized, the prices increase. Bad trip. But even though her 8 by 8in chocolate cake now costs around 400bucks, ayos lang, dahil masarap talaga.
*pretty much excited to write in her blog finally...
The days off from 8-hour duties in hospitals seemed like a semester break. Good, good! More than anything, I've taken pleasure of eating all the good junk I could possibly find here in the house, and reading publications of every form saved in my computer folder. I once tried watching TV programs for more than eight hours and soon after that, I had an illuminating discovery that even slumping onto the huge couch with two remote controls in your hands for a long moment is very exhausting just the same.
The sun's heat woke me up at 9 in the morning today. The beautiful curtains hanging by the windows were supposed to protect me from the rays but it didn't. I guess by these they were saying to me I should get up now or else I'd be yelled at for being such a bum. I say it's not my fault why I'm becoming lazy and all. Last summer vacation, when everybody else were excessively enjoying the things I just happened to be doing these past few days, I was with the student committee, working our butts off in preparation for the capping ceremony. Maybe it was the erg, the ATPs I lost from there, even if the ceremony occurred a month ago, right now I still feel tired and worn out and I needed a big break. With the way I'm behaving at home and in school, I suppose this is the hangover I got from being blessed with a short vacation.
So I got up, my mind blank. I take that as a good sign, it's a symptom that I nevertheless had a great sleep. And what better way to celebrate my morning is the message my father scribbled in a small paper. He posted it at the armrest of the sofa nearest my sisters' bedrooms for everybody to read:
KIDS WE HAVE GARILAO CAKE. (CAREFUL).
The sun's heat woke me up at 9 in the morning today. The beautiful curtains hanging by the windows were supposed to protect me from the rays but it didn't. I guess by these they were saying to me I should get up now or else I'd be yelled at for being such a bum. I say it's not my fault why I'm becoming lazy and all. Last summer vacation, when everybody else were excessively enjoying the things I just happened to be doing these past few days, I was with the student committee, working our butts off in preparation for the capping ceremony. Maybe it was the erg, the ATPs I lost from there, even if the ceremony occurred a month ago, right now I still feel tired and worn out and I needed a big break. With the way I'm behaving at home and in school, I suppose this is the hangover I got from being blessed with a short vacation.
So I got up, my mind blank. I take that as a good sign, it's a symptom that I nevertheless had a great sleep. And what better way to celebrate my morning is the message my father scribbled in a small paper. He posted it at the armrest of the sofa nearest my sisters' bedrooms for everybody to read:
With wide eyes, I was like, "Waaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaah! Keeeeeyyyykkkkkkk!" then rushed downstairs, toward the pridyider (ref) and immediately served myself with two slices of the most exquisitely scrumptious chocolate cake in the whole world. I drool over that cake. Believe me when I say it's no ordinary one. The Garilao cake is food definitely made for the gods. From Merville, its fame's spread only by word of mouth. And eventually, even Heny Sison found about the magical cake. Hayy, I only wish the cake never got this well known. As Miss Polly Garilao's cakes become recognized, the prices increase. Bad trip. But even though her 8 by 8in chocolate cake now costs around 400bucks, ayos lang, dahil masarap talaga.
Carnaval took a nap at 12:11:00 PM
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