i wanna be naked too! =)

i have a problem.
i am dripping with sweat.
and i dunno what's the remedy.

men sweat twice more than women do.
but your blogger is sweating thousandfolds!
it's okay, i'm not so-human anyway.
maybe God didn't intend me to live in a tropical country. it gives me enough reason to bec0me a Swiss. =)

halo-halo. mais con yelo ni Nang Teri(ang neybor namun). Boracay! dirrrty ice cream. the beach(and bitches flaunting their body in the beach..ooops! hehe!). henna tattoes. salbabida. Paraw Regatta! sago't gulaman. Baguio! trunks and bikinis. havaianas and ipanemas. family outing. buko juice. fruit salad. pineapple juice! sunblocks. shades. beach volleyball. frisbee. the sun. the President surfing in Siargao(the surfing board is bigger than her!). the President playing golf in Baguio with the oligarchs of the society. the President going to Europe with all the members of her clan, not to mention the yayas. SHE'S NOT CORRUPT. yes, that was another understatement from the Arroyo administration.

a corrupt President ruling an ailing land. it makes my summer more unbearable than ever! ugh.
gimme that buko juice please.*sips..

welcome to summer in the Philippines.
(*type ko gd bla tirahon si Gloria. duno y..hihihi! )


i feel so hott. my summer memories just keep on flowing back at me. whew..n0w i'm getting nostalgic. hello childhood...my most vivid memory of summer was when my mother got furious with me. me and my 2nd cousins went out in the middle of the day in the scorching heat of the sun. i was out there swimming. swimming in the lake. nothing wrong actually. until m0m later found out that i nearly got drowned. bam! kastigo militar and bartolina for two days!!! it was the moment that gave me the meaning of electricution. kay hambal namun manguha lng kmi bulak kay ma Flores kmi. ang ending naghagaday kmi ya nga mag parentehanay maglangoy. per0 nag enjoy man ko langoy!. hehe! and speaking of bartolina, i would usually join the company of my nephews, nieces, and cousins flying the burador(kite) after days of being imprisoned in your own house. what fun! actually, i'm just the one who settles for a burador. gusto nila ya tanan pinaka(the bigger and more artistic version of a kite). then my father would help me when he sees i have difficulty flying it. a kite is easy to maintain than it's counterpart. easy to make. all you need is glue, bamboo sticks, and a roll of hilo. alas! now you have one. we would usually let it fly the whole day by tying the string up to a tree. teh swerte kung ara pa ya imu pagka aga eh. kis-a dan sa subra ka hangin gaka utod ang nylon o hilo. summer is also the time to heal broken wounds, literally. we would get bruises and wounds due to non-stop snowboarding, only this time there are no snows. haha! we live in the vicinity of a golf course(and contrary to popular belief, it isn't mine..hahaha! oh i'm dreaming again!), so there are lots of hills and miniature bukid. upod ko ya mga ka edad ko mag slide. my relatives are afraid of this coz their 'skin' might get 'bruised'. pe0ple, that's what you call 'overacting'. there's this piece of wood(ang lawanit na bla) that we sit on..and wo0osh! we were roaring like maniacs! sometimes a single piece of wood would contain ten people on it. baw ah. du Titanic eh n0h? bruises. broken b0nes. scars. name it. it's like a box of chocolate y'know..you never know what you'll get. haha..fun. fun. fun. and of course summer won't be complete without Flores de Mayo(wh0 said only good children can go to that? hehe..). dunn0 what happened but i seldom see kids doin' it these days. when the clock ticks 3 o'clock in the afternoon, it only means one thing...ma Flores de Mayo na ta kay may arr0z caldo! hehe..that caldo made my summer a bit hotter. and have i mentioned our trips to Boracay? damn! too bad Talipapa was engulfed by fire. i get such a high feeling when i'm travelling a long distance y'know. the white sand. the restobars. the ambience. and what's Boracay without naked people(well..sort of.)huh?! hehe! next year we'll all be spending our summer in Manila. Manufacturing Pharmacy, baby. set aside MOA, heck, we'll go to Baguio! hahaha..

these are the fun times i remember about my summer. or at least some of the things i remember about my summer. i guess there are just some things that you could only do in summer. moreover, the summer of your childhood life.

and gimme some buko juice again please..*swallows the buko juice...with the buko shell!*


P.S. i've been typing this entry for exactly 2 days. it's kinda late. and this is a valuable tip for everybody; procrastinating makes your entry a crappy 0ne!

summer only comes once a year, so u better enjoi the sun! now! =)