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Friday, December 19th, 2003

8:37 am

Happy holidays--- somewhat It's Christmas break. Whoopee!!! ü Two weeks (roughly) of no school and just plain lazing around. I've been waiting for this for the whole year... but then again, I say that about sem break and summer vacation, too. ü Our Christmas party was a blast! The food was delicious (although the spaghetti was a bit cold) and I got lots of prezzies... a really chic khaki shoulder bag from Erika, a face towel and jar from Shayne, cucumber-melon body wash and handkerchiefs from Jeralyn, an Eeyore stuffed toy from Grace, lip gloss from Mariz, green tea lotion from Kyra, and hand sanitizer and lotion from Regine. The best, though, was from Dane. She gave me a necklace with the following words inscribed on it: friend (frend)n. A person whom one knows, likes and trusts. It's really, really cute. And really, really meaningful. And now we move on to the bad news... The husband of my homeroom and biology teacher died last week. My classmates and I visited his wake after the Christmas party. My second cousin, Akiva, also died last week. His car ran into a container van in Manila, at around 2 A.M. He had just brought his girlfriend back to her house. Akiva was a law student at Ateneo De Manila University. His funeral is on December 23. My father's second cousin, Junjun, died last Sunday, during an encounter with the MILF (a rebel group in Mindanao). They haven't brought his body back home yet. My grand-aunt, Emilia, died last July. I was very close to her and her death really hit me hard--- so hard that I was crying for what felt like hours inside a stall in the girls' bathroom at my school. This will be the first Christmas and the first New Year without her. Four deaths in a year. I wonder what's up with that? I mean, I'm only fourteen. Too young to be dealing with this. Unless someone Up There wants me to grow up really fast. I really can't describe what I feel right now. Happy that it's Christmas break, depressed because of the deaths, afraid that maybe it's a string of bad luck that hasn't run out yet, that someone else close to me will be next. After we learned of Akiva's death, my brother and I had one of these rare conversations where we talked about something useful and deep for once. It went kinda like this: Jayboy: Ever since Lola* died, I've always wondered why people have to die one at a time. Why can't we all just kick the bucket at the same time, so no one gets left behind? *Lola is the Filipino term for grandmother--- or, in this case, grand-aunt. Me:..... Jayboy: And I think I've found the answer. Me: Oh, really? What? Jayboy: If we all die at the same time... who will be left to remember? Yep, one of those rare moments when my little brother--- who is ten years old, mind you (he's turning eleven on December 25)--- amazes the hell out of me. Rather gloomy thoughts for a holiday season... and to think that a few paragraphs ago I was gushing on about presents and parties... *sigh* Sometimes, I wonder what's wrong with me. Current Mood: indescribable Current Music: Let Me Be The One - Jimmy Bondoc (1 Comment |Comment on this)