i just came from a hot field trip in ilocos. when i say hot, it was literally hot. i could almost count the pails of sweat my body excreted while i was riding the van (which the driver claimed has an aircon, that is, an imaginary aircon for me) and while walking around the churches and historical places that we went to. if the hot feeling was because of the weather or the fact that we visited more than enough churches that a sinful soul like mine could tolerate (or the accusing gaze of the statues of the hundreds of saints i saw could burn), i am not sure, but it was damn hot. really, really hot.

we went to baguio. like, dumaan lang. we arrived there at 6pm, we were on our way to los banos at 10pm. yeah, bad trip, right. my first memory of baguio was of a dark, noisy (because of the bazaars) and crowded, cold place. i was very excited pa naman to go there. but as what diana says, sh*t happens. arghhh!

monday. back to reality. back to school. back to the script of the play that i have to finish. back to preparing for my exams. back to productions. back to looking for an actor that will willingly act for my play (unfortunately, i'm in a place where boys are either bading or gay). if only i could say sh*t as freely as other people there could, now's the perfect time shout it out. but for now, i have to be satisfied with merely sh*t.

binembang na naman ako ni bembang. (diana, sakaling mabasa mo 'to, nagkakaintindihan tayo, malamang.) sh-asterisk-t.

tomorrow, i have an exam, a paper and a speech to deliver. another sh-asterisk-t.