EVENT#1 : A departure
Shortly after my previous post, at around 12:30AM of July 14, 2010, my mom received a call from my aunt back home in Davao about my uncle who was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. He was admitted to the hospital last June 14, exactly a month prior to his passing. In a way, it appeared as if he went at his own terms because aside from the coincidence with the dates, he passed a little after my aunt left the hospital. It hurt a lot because he was like the second daddy I had back in grade school and high school. Whenever my dad was elsewhere because his work required him to be, Uncle Bong was the savior for anything my mom, brother, and I needed to have fixed, fetched, what have you. It hurt even more to hear my best friend-cousin on the other end of the line, say how hard to accept that her daddy won't come home from then on. Ultimately, I think Kelbong (as we fondly cut his name short) is now at peace with both his parents, brother, and in-laws.
EVENT#2 : She was such a pain, her name was Basyang
I feared that this typhoon would be Ondoy-like. Thank God it wasn't really a storm or typhoon, only a tropical depression. It didn't feel like one, though. It felt like the end of the world; or at least the end of our roof, our building, the like. Haha. Around the same time after the news, the power died. Great. So I had stinging and puffy eyes, and now I'd be sweating like mad cos all windows and doors were shut cos of the intense wind!
As the wind howled, the tree branches flew, and the roof of our building struggled to remain intact, a glass shatters ever so loudly. A French window's glass broke and fell onto a wind shield of an old car parked directly below it. Our car was a spot away. Whew.
EVENT#3 : More stress
Still no electricity the following morning. It was getting too warm in our place so we headed to Glorietta and hoped to get cooler air. And to charge our phones at Burger King, too. But no, what a failure. Glorietta was like an oven; Burger King was like a sardine can filled with fish and sauce to the brim. Glorietta 5, though, finally served its purpose of being isolated from all the other wings of the main mall: the air-conditioning was normal! Sbarro's Chicago Deep White never fails. My mood turned right side up instantly. Haha. Where's the stress there anyway? Haha.
EVENT#4 : Fire in the house
Well, not my house. Not even on my building, thank God. It was at the ground floor of the third building of our condo compound. Some stupid neighbor left the stove cooking. I mean, come on. What right-in-the-head-moron would do that? It could have been arson for all it's worth. My dad was at the parking area, near the place of the fire incident, when people started clamoring from outside the compound, some shouting, "Sunog!" Everyone helped to put the fire out; in this sense, they tried breaking in through destroying the front gate (which never should have been there in the first place; it's a condo compound, for God's sake, it's not your property.) The geniuses who owned the unit finally arrived and had the audacity to be angry. The nerve. They even threatened to sue the administration, my dad, and those who helped destroy their gate and other property put out the fire. Ungrateful and spiteful. Perfect.
EVENT#5 : Desperate times calls for desperate measures
Because of the recent incident with my uncle, Mom had to go home. That only means one thing: CHORES FOR ME! I didn't like the idea of it but may be worth the experience. A week without mom is a crash course in HOMEMAKING101. Who knows, on the seventh day, I'm good enough to marry. HAHAHAHA.
