My blog is still alive!
Testing...testing...my blog is still alive. I got really busy towards the end of the summer of 2004, and the Fall 2004 semester was a toxic one for me, so I never got to update my blog. And given the way I can be semi-illiterate when it comes to technology, I totally forgot my username and password--hence, my long absence along the lines of information technology. But that's over now. I recovered my username and password--obviously.God, so much has happened in my life over the past couple of months. I don't even know where to begin. Some updates:
1) My relationship with R was short-lived. As in. Thank God I used my head and realized it was too soon for us to be together, kasi may sabit siya n'un (I'm being careful here). I also wanted to see if he was sincere enough to wait for me to be ready to be in a relationship with him. I got an answer to my question, but it wasn't what I had hoped for. It turned out he was just a smooth-talking asshole. Hehe, after he texted me this line during a heated argument: "Isumpa ko man ang pamilya ko, mahal kita, Diane!" Syet, ang drama! All caps pa 'yung text niya ha. I wish I had saved his text message to embarrass the crap out of him. He found someone else when we were supposedly in that in-between stage and just cut me out of his life. He didn't even have the balls to tell me what happened so all along, I believed it was my fault for being busy. Then one November afternoon, 30 minutes before my class, I checked his Friendster account and pieced things together (thank God for Friendster!). Did I cry after finding out about him and his new girlfriend? I almost did but I held back my tears and they never came after that. I'm just sorry our friendship had to end, as well. Hello, I'm not a kid. He could have told me he found someone else and realized it wouldn't work out between us anymore, and we would have stayed friends. But since he chose to cut me out of his life, there's nothing I can do. I can't change people or situations. I can only change myself.
2) I found a roommate a week or so before I went home to the Philippines last August. She is the best roommate ever =). And she's bi, too--so we're on the same wavelength. Thank God for working things out. I'm happy because I have a roommate and a friend in her. She's not sure where she'll be in the fall, but I hope to God she sticks around because I don't know what I would do without her.
3) Johnna is leaving for Taiwan in April! =( She'll be teaching English there for a year. I'm happy for her because she figured out what she really wants to do, and I'm touched because she said it all started with our becoming friends (which expanded her horizons) and her visiting the Philippines last August. I will miss her terribly, but I can't keep her from her journey. Yeah, my life in Chicago will be much more lonely after she leaves.
4) Three of my nun-friends who once lived in Rogers Park have since left for other assignments in other countries. Sr. Beata is currently preparing for her final vows in Australia, and Sr. Xaveriana and Sr. Julita have since left for Antigua, where they've been assigned on a permanent appointment. I MISS THEM. =( They were among the nuns I was really close to. The Rogers Park 
community isn't the same without them.
NOTE: The picture was taken at the Lincoln Park Zoo in Chicago in June of 2004. My friend Tomo (from Japan) was here for a visit then (she stayed with me for three weeks) and Sr. Beata (who's also from Japan) wanted to meet her, so we went to the zoo and hung out there for a day. I'm with Sr. Beata (on my left) and Sr. Xaveriana (on my right).
5) I had some financial issues last fall so I ended up working a second job. I started babysitting for a 2-year-old girl last September. What an experience! I used to complain about how low the hourly wage was, but it's still extra cash and that has to count for something. And no matter how low the pay is, it's still a lot if you convert it to pesos and multiply it by 55 or 56 times, depending on the exchange rate.
6) I went home to the Philippines again last December. I was there for 5 weeks. Haha, people say ginagawa ko daw Cubao/Quiapo ang Pilipinas--meaning parang Cubao-Quiapo lang daw ang biyahe galing Chicago papuntang Pilipinas. I had such a blessed time there. I didn't go around as much as I did in August (no trips to Laoag and Cebu this time around), but I still enjoyed my stay. I ended up staying in Tacloban for almost 10 days. I got to visit Tarlac twice, during my first and last weekends in the Philippines. I insisted on going back there because I wasn't able to go to Kalangitan (the resettlement area closest to my heart) the first time I went there. And once I went back to Manila, I visited Correctional Institution for Women (CIW) a lot--as in! I stayed the night there once, in the death row dorm. In fact, I spent more time with the inmates on death row than I did with my other friends and I don't regret it because my friends in free society will always have me or have an easier time keeping in touch with me. For once, I came back without any regrets or hangups about my vacation. And that just makes me miss home even more. =(
7) School is toxic. 'Nuff said.
8) I'm having second thoughts in terms of my discernment for so many reasons.
found herself @ 3:41 PM
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