Me and the cousins running around our subdivision and visiting the tree house that we shared with other neighborhood kids. Hide and seek at some house that never got finished. Learning to rollerblade with new friends. The 'trysikad' flipping over. "Big Water." Going to the "uma" with my lolo to his friends' houses to play mahjong and feeding little duckies. Flying a kite for the first time. Playing "ins" with neighbors. Visiting 'the mansions.' Buying fresh, hot "pandesal" from 4th street at 4 or 5 in the afternoon. Buying 'ice candy.' Having the swing from my Moulin Rouge solo set up in the garage for awhile. Washing the laundry with the maids. Climbing the water tower behind my house. Being scared of the shed behind my house. Cooking Filipino delicacies with our maid. "Kalampay." Making chocolate alsa flan. My Tweety plate and mug. Watching Nickelodeon constantly. Being so excited if given the chance to go on the computer. Me and my brother having to live with my aunt and cousin for a summer, while the new part of my house got painted. Marvelling at the size of the Japanese house. Looking for "sambag" in the lot where that japanese house is now. Looking for some masseuse. Playing dodge the paper ball. My brother making his "yaya" catch lizards for him and storing them in the juicer. Staring up at the stars with my dad and flashing up his big flashlight, wondering if others saw the beam of light from where they stood. My lolo telling scary stories during "brown outs." My brother+cousins and i racing to blow out the candles when the "brown outs" were done. The cats. The cat in my dad's tool shelf. My pet frog. The flooding at the back of the house, when the new part hadnt been built yet. The brown pick-up. My rocking horse. "Bagol." Green mangoes with "patis" and salt. My matching jammies. Begging my mom and getting really happy when they'd turn on the "aircon." Being scared to close the windows at night. The funky curtains. The stuffed toys and the random doll. The ballet figurines. My book shelf. Childcraft.
Oh man, i could go on and on. There's so many. And i dont know why they're all rushing back to me right now. ..Sorry for all this personal stuff. I'm thinking it has something to do with the fact that i'm turning 18 in less than two weeks. EIGHTEEN. Gosh, i'm old.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Random flashback
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