It's only now that I realize as I get back to my boarding house that I had a pretty great semestral break. Of course, as usual, I spent most of the time watching the tv. But for once, I did get to do most of the things I set out to do. For instance, I've finished reading a couple of books such as Mere Christianity, The Da Vinci Code, Who moved my Cheese, and a few others. I've also cleared out all the stuff I would no longer need so I could free up some closet space and did all the neccessary "heavy" laundry back home. Over the past months, I have very well noticed that I no longer have a healthy lifestyle. I don't have regular sleep patterns, I hardly have the propper diet and I don't exercise quite as regularly anymore. But over the sembreak, I put an end to it, and hopefully I'll be able to keep this up (I've already gained 10lbs, whoopee!). The greatest deterrent(am I spelling that right?) though, as always has been the fiscal factor. Here In manila, good food isn't nearly as easy on the pockets as when I'm in Cebu...I guess I'll just have to make a few sacrifices and budget things well. I was also all too happy when other prospects for earning some extra cash developed over the past month, but in the fear of jinxing it, I'd rather not go into that right now.
I also got to play a lot of sports over the break. Played basketball with my younger brothers group of friends as well as badminton with my brothers and their friends. But I was most happy when I've finally upped my bowling game. Over the break I've played a total of eight games with the scores of 155, 174, 182, 142, 188, 160, 165 and 177...getting an average of about 167, the highest I've had thus far. It isn't quite at real competition level but it does establish me as a force to reckon with within the family (it is afterall, our family sport). But I have to tip my hat to my third eldest brother who scored a 254 in a single game, setting the highest record in the family (which used to be held by me with 214 points, huhuhu). It was quite a feat to witness, my brother doing a total of 9 strikes, only 3 strikes shy of a perfect game. Although this performance was considered a fluke (haha, sorry bro!), him being the ultimate trash talker in our kin (he is the lawyer afterall), I wouldn't be surprised to find him gloating for the rest of our lives. Unless of course someone else in the family beats that record...which is almost improbable in my opinion.
Though I regret not having been able to meet or talk to my close friends in cebu as much as I would have hoped to in the duration of my break there, I took solace in the fact that in a month's time, I would be back to have other oppurtunities to do so. I did however get to spend time with other friends, one who was a batchmate of my younger brother in highschool who gave me a tour of the College of Fine Arts in UP Cebu and we ended up having coffee later in the evening. I also finally got to pay her my utang na painting for not so long ago, she did me a big favor.
One of my manila friends also dropped by Cebu on her way to Davao so I treated her and her friends out for dinner at Golden Cowrie, a restaurant that is a must-try for any out-of-towner. It's kinda weird that suddenly I realize I'm usually in the company of people much younger than myself. I wonder if that has anything to do at all with the fact that now I am a bit more, hmmm...shall we say, pleasant? Optimistic? less-irritable? hmmm...could be, could be.
But the best part of my vacation was that after everything that has happened in the past, I felt like we were a family again. Maybe it had something to do with my brothers wedding, I'm not so sure. But I am still quite thankful that some peace, although probably temporary( I don't want to be optimistic about it), settled in our household over the past month. I may very well learn to appreciate what value there is in the simple things we share with loved ones. God knows we need all of them.
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I have now settled in my room, having mixed emotions about being back into the busy life of manila. As I think of all the things that have happened back home and what comfort I may have found while I was there, I suddenly realize and see for the first time that yes... my room seems very small indeed.
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You are cold, and distant. But, don't despair, for
there is kindness in your heart also. You just
have to find it. *hugs*
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