A new haircut [I’ve been planning this for weeks now and it’s just today that I’ve got the initiative to go to the salon and fulfil my plan]. Yeah, well, so how was it? Darn! Wth. [para akong tibo].

*tears*

Anyway, have you ever seen a dog that’s hyperventilating? Yeah, H-Y-P-E-R-V-E-N-T-I-L-A-T-I-N-G. Well, you got to see my dog. I don’t know if he’s playing dead or something but I don’t actually think it’s like that. Sometimes, he plays like there’s no tomorrow and then suddenly, he drops to the ground and howls like he’s been captured or something with eyes closed. And then for a minute his body stiffens and that’s the time when me, super janin goes to the rescue and screams for mom and dad [then after that, the dog (i.e. Zambo) just gets up like there’s nothing had happened and goes back licking his coat].


Well. Yesterday, we went to Tuka, Bagumbayan [the place where carabaos rule, ha-ha]. Anyway, things didn’t happen as what we have presumed [i.e. carabao and motorcycle accidents]. Yeah, plans were altered and we didn’t have something to do there, anyway, we just had talks and all. However, there’s something we gained there actually, and that’s the experience. Yeah, well, there’s nothing more thrilling than riding the karo (a carabao-driven-pull-cart) and crossing a mud-thick river with overload and over-noisy passengers [there’s also the countless stop-overs just to grab photo ops].
It was great, though.


See you soon.
-JL.