Wednesday, December 24, 2008
This morning I had to wake up at 4am to go to a 5am novena mass. Apparently it's, like, a filo thing but maybe Maltese people do it, too. Anyway, the point is it reminded me of being back in Philippines during Christmas, and I realised that I actually missed it. No matter how much I complained about it I honestly did love it. I miss the heat, the travelling, the fireworks and lights of Christmas and New Years. I miss the beaches and my family and the massive ~malls. Most of all, I miss being away from my own life for just a few weeks.
This was the best place that I went to. It was absolutely wonderful, the beaches were beautiful and it was just fucking damn calming.
I wish I had a place like that where I could go everyday and just
not think. About anything. At all.
It was kind of funny when this happened. One minute it was sunny, and when I woke up the next day a typhoon rolled around. My first ever natural disaster and I wasn't even scared that I was going to die or anything. I sat outside watching the rain and the trees fall down. The best part that happened was when the cute guy's family moved to the apartment next to ours because theirs leaked. He was
awesome. Seriously.
I liked going here, too, where my dad lived. Tito Bonnie has this sort of shelter thing. I don't know how to describe it, but it's right near the beach and I'd just lie there and write or read or sleep. The walk back to Tito Ben's house was really awesome as well because we'd go right through the crops and it was just. Yeah.
I think I'm going back there next summer even though I really want to go to Canada to see my second cousins. They were cool and I miss them alot. This Christmas does not even compare to the ones I spent overseas. -sigh-
Long entry. Whatever. I'm off to go celebrate Christmas.
P.S.
1:47 PM
