Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone for 01/09/2012:
21:51. We got tired of watching the arts channel on 32 KTMP (Euromaxx Lifestyle Europe). Most of the presentation was orchestrations, stage performances and dances.
21:09. Maw said she married a simple man; while he married a sophisticated woman. She then told me how she looked sophisticated in her nursing photo of the old brown color. I told her I couldn’t tell if a person was serious or not.
21:08. Maw said: “Don’t look down of the poor people. They will bounce up. If you work hard, you will get there.”
21:03. Maw told us of how her mother, my late Lola Valing, sold fish and vegetables in the local market and in turn brought some home to sell for profit.
21:03. Maw told us of how her father, my late Lola Juan, harvest cocoa and weaved fishing net, which it moved along the surface of the waters indicated the presence of fish.
21:02. Maw told us of how she and the children would run around and eat purple “ube” (or taro root). One time she was playing with her siblings and cried loudly. Her father ran to her aide, thinking that her brother, my late Uncle Ume, had hurt her. So he ran around the place, chasing after the little boy, got tired and lied down to rest.
20:55. Maw told us of how two of her eldest siblings, my late Uncle Sengyong and my late Aunt Nita, were taking care of their mother during her old age while Maw was working in a private hospital. In the end, both siblings had died alone, one was lying down and one was sitting up, respectively, at their own homes.
20:54. Maw said: “The secret of life is how you make it. If you want to be miserable, than you will be miserable.”
20:52. Maw expressed her sentiments for the third time that she doesn’t remember her son or if there is a son in her life.
20:51. Maw told us that later in life you will realize everything. It will come to you after you have experienced it.”
20:50. Maw said: “It is better not to be angry and to be alert at all times.”
20:50. Maw told us of how her father, my late Lolo Juan, mad basinettes for my first cousins, Ferdinand (or Ferdie) and Florencio Jr. (or JayJay). He took care of all the grandchildren in the now baby blue house. People were born and people died in that house. It was a beautiful house until the eldest died and the next generation could not longer maintain the beauty of the place.
20:49. Maw told us of how her mother, my late Lola Val, used a long stick to lift open a latch and to open the door so that she could escape the confines of her home and buy the food that her relative, Dr. Austria, told her not to eat due to her diabetes.
03:49. I recalled how my first cousin Shill would marry a retarded white boy as a joke. Maybe her brain is wired wrong or that she wanted a nice guy in her life. Well, she got one “retard” that is alcoholic: He doesn’t talk straight and had buck teeth!
03:45. I woke up to use the toilet, trolled online for some news article and came across the name “Blue Ivy” as a name of Beyonce’s new child. I see a intravenous “blue blood” administered through an IV (or at a test tube baby created from the deep blue sea where the “Queen of Coast” serves Satan and his minions.)
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