Isaw Burp and Off Tangent Thoughts

Yesterday, I took my sister and her kids to UP, they've been wanting to eat Isaw the day they arrived here at Manila. I promised them the full experience, including the Jeepney ride, although after much protest, we were only aboard a jeep 1/8th of the whole journey to-and-fro the house. Boo. They said they've been dreaming about it since I last brought them to the "isawan" four years ago.

And the irony of it all was that the night before yesterday, we were at Rockwell, watching KC's "I'll Be There", surrounded by people who pretend like there are no poor people in the world.

Ayos.

Again with the amazement with the Manong Jeepney Driver. The multi-tasking skills is just amazing, how can one person manage to do all of it: do math, drive without killing anyone, talk to the passengers, make sure all the passengers have paid, and TEXT. The complexity of being a jeepney driver is just bewildering.

Still don't know if I should get a haircut, I mean, I've been growing my hair long since last year and I've been planning on getting some bad-ass curls, but then again, I'm getting tired of buying conditioner every 5 days and managing everything else that goes with it. If I cut my hair short, I might have a hard time with the training, by the way, of which I haven't done any of for the last couple of days. I am gaining weight as I sit my ass here and write this. This is a set-back, but the good kind of set back. Spending time with Ate and her kids is taxing on the weight management but it's so much fun. Somehow, I feel like a kid again, not having to worry about broken hearts and income taxes, just plainly enjoying experiences for what they are. Simple, easy fun.

So yeah, I'm spending the next four hours on the treadmill, down a liter of banana juice and maybe get some work done today and maybe advance a bit on my readings. (There is a lot of procrastination to do also, gotta squeeze that in my schedule.)

Icebox

I need to wash my hair before going to the hospital tonight. Apparently, left on its own, I have wavy hair, big curls that need to be tamed with conditoner or gel or something. What can I say about this latest hospitalization, I'm missing Abby but I'm glad Ate's here, although Ate's so busy with their reunions, at least, I don't feel so alone.

Everything Usher touches is made even more beautiful, Omarion's Icebox is cool to the ear with Usher crooning in the background.