Posted by bhoodski at 12:02 PM on October 15, 2007

IT'S TOO LATE TO 'POLOGIZE.. TOO LATE.

Hi again, you.  It's been quite a while since I posted something.  I know.  I am a terrible blogger.  However, it's quite obvious from the title that I'm that kind of a person that doesn't stay at home at all.  Ergo, I do have the right to post just now.  In spite of my long absense, I know you're still there.  You'll always be there, my patient and kind stalker.  Rright.  Anywho, I'm back.  And just to make it worse, I didn't go anywhere.  Really.  I just stayed at home.  Yeah.  I'm a terrible blogger.  Hehe.

OLDSMOBILE.

Last Saturday, the whole gang(I'm pertaining to my family) went to Jersey City for the celebration of Te Ghe and Popoy's birthdays.  It was fun.  The only problem we had was the climate.  Fall season is starting to be felt now.  Leaves are starting to fall down from trees.  Mountains are starting to turn yellow and brown.  And it's getting colder.  See, Kuya Derence was thinking of a barbeque at the backyard with liempo and chicken kind of party.  So we were all at the backyard.  Freezing.  The wind is getting cold now.  Not that I'm complaining.  I love it when it's cold.  Masarap matulog pag gabi.  Lalo na pag may mayayakap.  Pft.  All I have is an unan.  So much for that reason.  Anyone I can hug at night?  Just let me know, ok?  Don't be shy.  We went home late.  This is where my real story begins.  See, I promised to do a videoclip of some sort for our pastor on Sunday.  That pastor is my dad.  I did not even start thinking about it 'til 11pm.  So, with my exhausted body, I struggled to gain focus and tried my best to think of something to show the next day.  11:30p.m., I have nothing on my mind.  I was really tired.  The result?  I took a nap and tried to wake up after an hour.  I hate it.  My fault parin naman.  Cramming has its consequences.  I thought that I could still do it just like when I was in school.  Weh, ang hirap na magstay up ngayon.  Ang hirap magisip after 12.  I still up late from time to time though, but the difference is that I really don't try to think that much.  I exchanged my books for internet surfing and talking on the phone.  That doesn't require that much thinking I guess.  Well, I guess it's different.  But yeah, trying to accomplish something in the middle of the night is quite a challenge for me nowadays.  Every thirty minutes, I run to the bathroom to wash my face to stay awake.  Grr.  Hehe.  So, after 3 hours of restless pursuit to finish the video.  I did it.  I'm so "frrrrawd-duh!" of myself.  I ended at 5.  The funny thing about it after saving it, I didn't go to sleep yet.  I spent 45 minutes of my sleeping time supposed to be.. watching TV.  Talk about relearning how to use my time wisely.  Believe me.  That was a long night alright.

SATURDAY WORK WITH THE FELLOWSHIP

In spite of a beautiful sunny morning, all I wanted was to be in my bed.  Resting my eyes.  The usual.  But unfortunately, I was not.  I woke up at 6am to get ready.. ready? for work.  Pft.  I already worked for five days.  Give me my two days of rest, will ya?  My complaining body told me.  It was held in an authentic Baptist Church.  Yep, with the tainted glass windows and all.  It was the annual Pastors' meeting for MNYBA.  There were supposed to be 200 pastors listed to come, but gladly to say, only almost 50 came.  The rest were church goers and officers.  All I can say is this.. even pastors argue with each other.  Of all the information that were discussed that morning, there's always this specific pastor who goes the other way around.  Always "ney" or against everybody.  If we're not in our sane minds, we would be throwing him out.  But yeah.  My job that day was to make them all their clergy identification cards. IDs.  Believe me.  They're like girls who complain about their look too.  I think I wasted a few plastic cards because I have to redo some of the IDs.  They say that they don't look good on their pictures.  Hehe.  It's weird.  And they don't smile.  I think 2 out of 50 pastors I took pictures smiled.  The rest looked like a mugshot.  At the end, I was the last one who finished due to their demands.  I was the last to leave.  Pft.  It was interesting though.  I got to see how pastors communicate with each other.  I lived with a pastor my whole life.  And I thought that he's the only one who talks like that.  It was kinda relieving to say that he's not the only crazy pastor around.  So yeah.  Me being a pastor someday??  I don't know yet.  We'll wait for His leading.  As for now.  Me sit on the pue.

CHANGE.

I'm happy to say that in the course of my life away from blogging, someone caught my attention again.  I just want to say.  Hey, I'm happy right now.  Thanks.  That's all I have to say.  I know it's not enough.  I'll tell more about it next time.  Thanks for your time, my friend.