Probably the best thing about having two sisters with severe cases of craziness that might respond to medication is that I get to look normal when I’m with them. Well parang hindi rin no? Pare-pareho lang kaming sumobra sa fun at kinulang sa drive maging normal. More to come! Habang tumatagal, tumataas dun ang production value namin.
♥ Dyosaimma
Mother’s Day of this year turned out to be a really exciting (and tiring) day for us. But it was fun!
Late to bed, early to rise ang motto namin ng kapatid ko last Sunday morning. We wore matching outfits, yay! Obviously magkaiba kami ng size. Large yung akin, XL yung kanya. Hahaha.
We had to leave really early because we were off to…
DANGWA! Before Papa left last Thursday (for Bicol lang naman) he gave me very clear instructions to buy flowers for Mama. Very clear instructions naman, pero wala nga lang pambili. Huhuhuhu. Oh well. Anyway, we were able to get three bouquets of flowers for P1100. Medyo mahal kasi yung kay Mama, kaya naging P1100. Pero ok na rin! Kung sa mall siguro kami bumili, we would’ve paid P1100 for a single bouquet lang.
Diba matching outfits kami ng kapatid ko? Habang nakikipagtawaran kami sa iba’t ibang stalls sa Dangwa, tinatawag nila kaming kambal. Pero mas fun yung tumawag sa aming B1 at B2. Brilliant!
From Dangwa, we went to Makati to fetch Mama Daku and our aunt who lives with her. Ok sana, kasi alam ko yung daan from Manila to C5, kaya lang nahuli ako ng Makati police. Mali naman talaga ako for beating the red light, hindi ko lang kasi nakita yung stop light. So bye bye, P200. From the very beginning, the traffic enforcer made it clear na hindi nya ako bibigyan ng ticket kasi pinalayo pa nya ako. He wanted me to give him P3500, since yun yung babayaran ko kung according to his list, pero hindi nya ako mabibigyan ng receipt. Kumikitang kabuhayan! Bumaba ng bumaba yan, actually. Naging P3000, tapos P2000, tapos P1000. Last price nya ay P500. Pero dahil P200 na lang ang pera ko, hanggang dun lang sya. BEH MANONG, BEH!! Hanggang ngayon nanghihinayang pa rin ako sa P200 ko. Huhu. Kung napansin ko lang sana yung alanganing stop light na yun. Oh well. Bye bye, P200! (Ganyan talaga pag said at naghihikahos, every little bit counts.)
We pretty much spent five to six hours on the road, looking for cake and ice cream. We ended up with pansit and roasted chicken, kasi nagkaubusan ng cake at OA sa haba ng pila sa S&R, dun sana yung ice cream. We were told na we’d have to wait for an hour for the pizza rin, so abort mission na kami.
This is not something I’m proud of, but it’s technically my first time to celebrate Mother’s Day, as in yung full blast celebration and all that jazz. Usually babatiin lang si Mama, tapos kakain sa labas, yun na yun. I plan to do this every year na, kasi fun! Nagustuhan naman ng flower girls ang mga gifts namin sa kanila:
That’s Mama, Mama Daku and Auntie Bibing. Parang ang dami dami naming nanay. Sagana sa words of wisdom, sagana sa love.
Next year, mas maayos na ang Mother’s Day celebration namin, promise. Di na ko magpapahuli sa Makati yellow boys at bibili na kami ng cake in advance. Love-love-love to all the moms! Tsaka dun na rin sa mga mukhang nanay. Hihi.
♥ Dyosaimma
Mama turns 55 tomorrow (May 4). I still don’t have a gift for her and I can really get her something nice from Shoe Salon or a cool pouch from Kipling, but I know in my heart that she’d rather see me give her something that can’t be bought anywhere. It is a cliche, yes, but I’d like to think that almost everything about me and Mama is a cliche.
We have the Gilmore Girls type of relationship as a mother-daughter tandem–the one that Lorelai and Emily has (had). I know that she’s not really my biggest fan but I also know that she’s proud of the things that I’ve turned out to love, and that she’d rather show her pride in her own little ways. Most of which, I’m not aware of.
I’m one of the unexpressive people you’ll ever meet. I’d be in love with some guy for years and still manage to not say those three magical words that make the world turn pink. I’d like to think that I got that from Mama. I won’t say it, but I’ll make damn sure that you’ll know how I feel.
Whenever I’m out there, working, or trying to pretend to work, I always think of Mama. I don’t really tell her this, but I want to give her the things that she wants and those that she thinks she needs. Yes, I would give up anything for the woman who made ends meet just so I’d have a good life. Probably four out of five conversations that I have with my mom are arguments–but that still doesn’t change anything. She’s still that person whom I’d always look up to and I know that it’s a given for daughters to look up to their mothers, well, trust me, with Mama, it’s a different kind of admiration. She is and will always be that woman that I’d always dream of becoming.
Mama, happy birthday!
♥ Dyosaimma
Papa turns 52 today!!
I’m not pretty but I’ve always been choosy when it comes to the men that I allow to be part of my life. I’d like to think that it’s really not about being choosy–dahil yan lahat kay Papa.
Well, marami kaming hindi pinagkakasunduan ni Papa, actually. Pero that doesn’t mean that I value him any less. Hindi ko lang madalas ipakita but he is the man that I will forever look up to. When people would ask me about Papa, I would always share stories with so much enthusiasm and pride, kasi si Papa yung tipo ng tatay na feel na feel nya ang pagkatatay nya. He had a stepmom when he was young and it was very unfortunate of him that his father’s new wife fit perfectly into the wicked stepmom mold. Theory ko lang ‘to, pero I think yun yung reason kung bakit he has always worked hard to make his family happy. He would tell us stories about his younger years and how careless he’s been. Ikekwento nya yung mga pinagdaanan nya noon tapos syempre kami makikinig lang. I feel bad whenever we’d get into a fight. Mahirap gumalaw pag nag-aaway kami, actually. Pero ganon talaga minsan. I am sorry for the times na nag-away kami though 
It’s Papa’s day today!! Wheeee! (Happy thoughts naman.) Every year during Papa’s birthday, I always say a loooong thank you prayer kasi gift na sa aming lahat na magkakasama pa rin kami to celebrate his birthday. Medyo late lang ng konti ang celebration namin this year ng birthday nya, pero ihahabol namin yan.
Happy birthday, Papa! Sana when it’s time for me to choose Mr. Imma Frias, maging swerte ako sa asawa ko. Gusto ko yung kasing amazing ng tatay ko.
♥ Dyosaimma
The long wait is over. It’s back.
Naks parang bongga, wifi connection lang pala. After two months, our internet connection can actually connect–finally. It’s still not that stable though and the speed could be really, really pathetic at times, but hey, at least it’s now working with our Belkin router. Yes, I have to say that we have a Belkin router because BayanTel thought that we have one of those cheapo routers na pwede nilang laitin. They tried actually, kaso may in-you-face moment when their technicians slowly read B-e-l-k-i-n on the body of our router. In yah face man, in yah face. BEH.
BTW I still had to pay for the two months of hassle that BayanTel provided us with. Akalain mo yun, ikaw ba naabala, ikaw pa magbabayad. What can we do? It’s their system and what they really care for is the money. (I told the super supervisor that. Hahaha. If felt so darn good.) Wala na raw way to adjust the billing, so okay, bongga bitch na ko. Nagsayang ako ng pera, I need to tell them how ridiculous their system is. Nakakuha naman ako ng moment ko. Wheeee. On a lighter note, feeling ko tuloy ang yaman ko. Bumibili na ako ngayon ng sakit ng ulo. I shall kebs all this though–karma is a bigger bitch than me, sya na siguro bahala sa BayanTel.
♥ Dyosaimma
I bought my first copy of this book around three to four years ago:
And someone borrowed it from me and I never got it back. Huhu. Nabili ko pa naman yun sa thrift book store sa UP for less that P200. Oh well. When I saw this edition of the book, I knew that I had just to buy it (again). This costs less than half of the price of the green edition BTW. Same text, different cover, double the price. Di ko gets kung bakit.
Stephen Chbosky’s “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” is one of those books that you’ll just love to read over and over again because you can really relate to it. Being a wallflower isn’t always such a bad thing, no?
This is one of my favorite parts in the book, siguro kasi I can really, really relate to it:
November 23, 1991
Dear friend,
Do you enjoy holidays with your family? I don’t mean your mom and your dad family, but your uncle and aunt and cousin family? I do. There are several reasons for this.
First, I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other. Second, fights are always the same.
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You gotta love those writers that always hit the right spots. You really, really gotta love them. For they seem to be reading your journal when you’re not home.
♥ Dyosaimma
I’m nursing a 39-ish degree fever as I type this and at any moment, mawawala na ang MacBook at boom, nasinghot ko na pala sya. Well. Pwede. I should be sleeping pero as usual, hindi na naman ako makatulog. Masyado akong hyper.
Maybe it’s because I heard mass here during lunchtime:
And maybe it’s also because I had these for lunch:
At kakulitan ko ang mga ‘to nung hapon:
Na pinasalubungan pa ako nito:
The other day, habang naglalakad ako papasok ng bahay, naisip kong I have so much to be thankful for. No, I don’t have that Subaru Impreza WRX STi yet and I haven’t enrolled myself in culinary school either, but I have more than enough. My parents are not my greatest fans, but I know that they love me (and I love them more). Hindi pa ako nakakapagsoot ng polo na naka-tuck in at pwedeng kunin ang diameter ng pores ko, but life is good. It has always been good. At dahil dyan, hyper ang puso ko because of happiness.
So why let this lagnat put a crimp in my day diba. Dibaaaaaa. Hihihihi.
THANK YOU, WORLD!! THANK YOU, LORD!! THANK YOUUUUUU!
Wheeeeee. So positive. Hihi.
♥ Dyosaimma
Most people welcome the ber months by humming Christmas carols. In our family, we embrace the chill of the ber season by celebrating our dear Baby’s birthday.
My sister turns 21 today!! ZOMG. Two years na ang tanda nya sa ate nyang 19 forever.
Yes, my sister has acne and she has large pores. But her smile is one of the best I’ve ever seen and her heart is filled with nothing but love. Chos. Parang iba na dinedescribe ko ah.
Happy birthday my dear Baby!
♥ Dyosaimma
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder how I’d feel if I were really selfish. Telenovela villain level selfish. Grumpy old woman level selfish. What if I didn’t pay the bills and bought the killer pair of shoes in Zara instead? What if I didn’t worry about the stuff that my sisters’ want to have? What if I didn’t worry too much about other people’s needs?
Would that feel good? Would it take me to a place where I wouldn’t be taken for granted? I just want to know, because being in a place where people look at you as if you’re some piece of crap and everything that you do, no matter how good the results of your endeavors are, doesn’t really matter–is really, really exhausting.
♥ Dyosaimma
Bigla ko lang naalala. Pag umuuwi ako ng 11PM, tinatanong na ako kung gawain ba ng matinong babae ang ganong oras umuwi at sinasabihan rin akong ayusin ko ang buhay ko.
So yung mga hindi nag-aayos ng college application forms at yung mga tulog lang ng tulog, maayos ang plano sa buhay?
Iniisip ko tuloy kung gagayahin ko yun. Iwan ko na kaya ang trabaho ko, no? Tapos buong araw na lang ako sa bahay. Manonood ako ng videos online from 7PM to 3AM. Tapos matutulog ako from 3AM to 12 noon. Tapos manonood naman ako ng TV, maliligo at kakain ng merienda from 12 noon to 7PM. Yan kasi yata yung concept ng maayos na buhay para sa ibang tao. Hindi ko pa kasi na-try yung ganon eh, baka masarap naman feeling ng may ganong klaseng lifestyle.
Sige. If I lose my mind one of these days at pag naging desperado na ako para maging fans ko naman ang mga taong gusto kong matuwa sa akin, try ko yang ganyang routine.
♥ Dyosaimma
