The Journey. It’s Mine. [My personal take on love, life, parenting and blogging.]

Well…I was a teener in the 80s. Michael Jackson was an icon in those times.

Who didn’t cry watching his Heal the World TV special? I was on a puddle!

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Earlier today, Michael Jackson died of cardiac arrest.

Michael Jackson, the sensationally gifted child star who rose to become the “King of Pop” and the biggest celebrity in the world only to fall from his throne in a freakish series of scandals, died Thursday.

He was 50.

Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles. Ed Winter, the assistant chief coroner for Los Angeles County, confirmed his office had been notified of the death and would handle the investigation.

So long Michael Jackson! I hope the newer generation doesn’t forget what you have accomplished as an artist. (He is not a bathroom faucet
fixer!)

Barrio siete has a similar report.

P.S. I am currently at an internet shop in Sorsogon City…and the local radio station is playing all of Michael Jackson’s songs.

Well…when i found that I was having a boy, I admit I was too happy. I’ve always wanted a boy for a firstborn. Why? Because I never had a kuya and I felt it is better that boys are the panganays. So they’ll be more responsible. Especially if younger siblings are girls. You’ll learn early on that girls should be take cared of.Many people might disagree.

But you see I am the edest and I’ve got 3 brothers. Because I am too dependable an Ate, they became sissys! (read: not very responsible!).Would have been a different story if they were the eldest. Sila unang mag-aral apra makapag-aral naman ako.

Given such a responsibility that big, failing isn’t an option.Going back to having a son.Imagine my glee when I found out that I’m having Raine? I was really over the moon! I’ve always been in love with a guy who treats his mother well (mama’s boy has a diferent definition in my book) and who is not squeamish with doing the house chores.

You know….somebody who takes charge and is uber responsible and dependable. Somebody who respects women (because he’s got a mom and and sisters). Somebody who doesn’t take bcbsnc literally.

I want Raine to grow up as one. This early, I’m traning him to help me with the grocery bags. I let him carry the weight he can carry. He sweeps our floor regularly — something I didn’t do when I was 6. He religiously puts his dirty clothes in the laundry basket. Little things like that. He can take a bath by himself, di nga lang makahugas ng puwet nya pag nag-poop.

I was already in grade 4 when I learned how to take a bath by myself!

In the photo above, I left Raine guarding our grocery bags while I went to the Mercury drugstore across the road. I found him with that facial expression! Ha ha.

Well…with my son Raine, I have a bodyguard and luggage porter in one paglaki nya ;) Hehehe.

After lunch on Tuesday, school kids were sent home because of typhoon Feria. Sorsogon was signal number 2 then. Thankfully we had no rains the whole day of yesterday. It was just gloomy.

Today it is back to school.

I’m glad that the typhoon didn’t pound the bicol region, but I am not happy that the rest of the country has been affected. It is just the middle of the year and year the typhoon’s name is already on the letter F (Feria). But then, it looks like the gods are angry.

This morning, Raine and I were rushing. It was already 530 am when we both got up.  At least we still made it on time.

Now at about 830 am, there’s a city-wide brownout. I heard that it will last until 4 pm. Gosh? So I transferred to another internet shop where they have generator.

But the A/C is not on. I’m already sweating (what more if I am on treadmills?) Bad trip!

In the mornings, Raine and I are usually out in the road at around 6 am. Waiting for our ride.

Raine badly needs haircut. 2 X 3 daw dapat.

If you haven’t read it, here’s part 1.

Whether I am still here or not when Raine discovers this blog, he too will realize how crazy, exciting, difficult and adventurous a life his mother has lived and is still living.

We all are afraid of death. (Well I guess except for those who with terminal illnesses have already accepted their fate.) But death is something that will come to us whether we like it or not, whether we are prepared or not. Nobody lives forever. Even if we want to.

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…you are supposed to:

REST
SLEEP SOME MORE
HAVE PEACE AND QUIET

instead (on Saturday alone), I:

barked at Raine.
got mad at A.
didn’t get much sleep.

Heck, I just want to sleep this Sunday!

Raine almost didn’t get up this morning. Me too. The 430 alarm already went off 3X and I still keep putting it on snooze. Raine on the other hand, finally got up at 545. I had to carry him from the bed to the kitchen table. By this time, tapos na ako maligo.

He is so heavy already! I almost couldn’t walk. Anyways, lambing lang the carrying part. So he’d get out of bed. That trick worked this morning. So it was all good.

It’s Friday and I understand that all the tiredness of the week have accumulated. I understand when poeple are late on Fridays. Could be also that they partied early (Thursday night).

Anyways…I haven’t had a day job for 3 years now. So that Fridays aren’t that special anymore. But now that Raine goes to school, we both are looking forward to Fridays and the weekend ahead.

If we were still in LB, today is Laguna day. Holiday. Walang Pasok. Birthday ni Jose Rizal.

Just great!

Si Glenn Carlo. 2 years younger than Raine. Will be turning 5 this coming October. He is Raine’s best playmate.

It’s just that they live far away from us. Raine can’t seem to get enough of him.

Super suplado nga lang ang batang ito!

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In lieu of Fathers’ Day…I’ve just realized that all my brothers are fathers now.

Read on to find out.

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Alright! It’s Monday again and I was off to an early start. I was able to beat the alarm clock today. I got up at 4 am while it went off at 430…

Raine though had a sleepy start. He finally got up at 530 am and wouldn’t take his breakfast of pancakes. He just drank his milk and went on to take a bath..

So we brought the pancakes to school. At the waiting area, he ate the pancakes, gave me an awkward hug and went inside. A waited a few minutes until Raine is out of sight and then I went on to find breakfast. The power of the pancakes I had at 4 am are already expired by 7 am.

So I had breakfast. Afterwards, to the internet shop. I’m still here.

How’s your Monday?

So some kid was screaming that made me left the internet shop last Thursday. I went into this bicolano fastfood called Graceland. I ordered a tall glass of iced tea. Since it was so hot due to the brownout that day and I was so thirsty, it didn’t take me long to finish the glass. I wanted to buy more time before the crew send me away. They’re polite of course. Even if they see you staying longer than normal.

I opened my bag. I saw one blank notebook. An excess of Raine’s school notebooks. There was a pen too so I decided to write. Besides, my handwriting badly needs practice. Even the bank teller is complaining that my signature is different.

Oh well…that’s the downside to using the keyboard always.

Below is what I wrote:

June  11, 2009

3:07 pm

Graceland, Sorsogon City

In 2004, I started blogging .I didn’t have my computer at home then. So I used to write my blog entries at home in an old notebook. I did this often on those sleepless nights I had. While Raine is sound asleep, I put my thoughts on pen and paper. Later the next day - at an opportunity to get online – I then publish what I wrote.

You see I never kept journals my whole life. I only had page 1 in second grade (in a so-called diary) where I wrote my thoughts for that particular day. My brother found it and read it aloud for everyone to hear.

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Nandito ako ngayon sa internet shop at nakikita ko ang latest post dito sa blog ko. Pero sa sandaling umuwi ako sa bahay at subukang tignan ang blog ko doon (using my own computer) and latest post na nakikita ko ay yung first day in first grade. Halos one week na yan.

Ginawa ko na ang lahat ng makakaya ng aking kaalaman sa ganitong problema. Cleared the cache. Cleared the private data. Updated Firefox. Tried Internet Explorer. Ganun pa rin!

Paging magtatawas at albularyo. Paki-exorcise naman ang engkanto dito sa blog ko.

Sana hindi ang computer ko ang may problema. 

I’m still in this internet shop where I hang-out most of the day while Raine is in school. Today the brownout started at 9am. All the computers are running here, except the aircon. I wanted to stay more, despite the heat (4 pm pa labas ni raine), but then this small kid started screaming at the top of her lungs. The she started banging the tables! Grrr.

The mom is chatting with (hopefully the kid’s dad) someone and I’m sure the kid is bored and bothered by the heat in here.

Anyways…I’m out of this place.

I need some refreshment.

Sana ito:

Pero okay na ako sa isang super lamig, large iced tea!

At the waiting area for parents in Raine’s school, I did some small talks with other moms and grandmoms in the first two days. In the first two days only, when both Raine and I are starting to get used to our individual schedules.

Afterwhich, I’m off to the coffee and internet shops to relax first and then go online. I have to blog  and surf the web, after all. So the other parents just see me there, 2 minutes before class dismissal. We just exchange smiles and some nods. I now refrain from going there too early. I hate waiting and besides I don’t want to fall asleep again in that steel bench. Ang init pa ng bubong. Steel roof without kisame. Under is like an oven, I’m telling you.

5 minutes in that waiting shed/area and I’m ready to pass out!

They must be wondering what I do and whether I’m married or if Raine has got siblings. I already memorized how the questions will go, depending on what my answer is. I’ve learned now not to divulge too many personal infos, especially the fact that I am a single mom. Most moms stay in the waiting area the whole day. They even eat and sleep there. I don’t understand how they can take the heat and the old same background you see every single minuute of the day. Raine and I go to downtown for a change of phase on lunch breaks. But that’s just us.

We go for aircon shops even if we have packed lunch. We just buy the drinks (or 1 viand for Raine)  from them and we can borrow set of plate and spoon-and-fork, already. Our favorite is the Chowling fastfood. They have a nice C.R. Besides, you don’t have to carry lots of money before you can enter the fastfood stores.

Today I just found out… that tomorrow (June 12)  is a holiday here. Independence Day of course! For the first time in 3 years, I’m actually glad that there’s a 3-day weekend.

So this mom-on-the-go can truly relax this weekend. I love it!

Eversince Raine could walk ( a few days after his 1st birthday) I have been paying for 2 fares. Just for the sake of practicality because I am the one always carrying our bags and other stuff. Just let the baby/toddler take his seat right? It is more convenient for me.

That habit rubbed on and I’ve been doing it like forever. These days I have another reason for letting Raine take a seat in the jeepneys or tricyles or buses: he is now 31 kilos. Imagine if I will carry him on my lap? For sure I won’t be able to get up if I did. My lower extremities will ba paralyzed!

If you happen to be in the same jeepney with me… I’m that woman who always shouts at the driver, barker and other people there at the jeepney terminal: ‘ibabayad ko ang bata!” ( i will pay for the child!). Then I see 10-year-olds sitting on their mothers’ laps inside the jeepney. Their long legs dangling, even longer than their mothers’. And I smile inwardly and also wonder: do they really have no extra money to pay for the fare? It’s just 10 pesos or 7. Depending on the destination. Or is it really part of our culture — that the children sit on the mothers or fathers’ laps just so other adults can still get on? Myabe in long ago days when there was only one jeepney taking the route from the barrios to the town proper — that might be the case.

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