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papa: c’mooooon let’s watch blade runner
us: ok so what’s your argument for this
papa: we have nine hours of extended commentary. if we start now we can finish before midnight. no breaks, and we’re skipping meals. plus it’s science fiction and scifi is hopeful and new year is also hopeful so now is the perfect time to watch it
us: can we negotiate meals?
papa: deal
Happy holidays from your favorite Japanese delicacy
It’s been sort of uneventful these past couple of days. But let me tell you about the little things.
So on Christmas eve, when my cousin went back home, he apparently stayed up for two days cause they had mobile wifi in their place for a while. That isn’t really the big part because on Christmas, while they were having family fun time, aka Clash of Clans and Facebook, they heard screaming from the neighbors. It was Christmas so they shrugged it off, maybe it was this big amazing gift, right? Nah man, it was a huge snake in their front yard.
I mean, it was funny (I heard), cause none of them knew how to get rid of it and they were just holding tsinelas and a hose. I mean, they got rid of it, but my cousin said it was funny.
I’ve seen three chickens get in our yard, there were two when I first came here. I guess that’s another thing that greets you here in the province, chickens that don’t even belong to you.
There is a Mirmo de Pon marathon on tv every Saturday and Sunday, it’s great. It’s on Hero tv, and it’s in Filipino. Yeah. Isn’t it weird that the English dub uses the Japanese names and the Filipino dub uses the English names? I just noticed that.
I got a Toothless stuff toy, it’s small and it’s fluffy and it probably has my drool on it. Probably.
I don’t know if there’s anything else to say, that’s pretty much what I got.
So Happy Holidays from The Very Delicious Fish
reasons why i adore home rn
i love not being constantly hungry
no really this is huge because y’all know how little i ate back at the dorm. i skipped breakfast because i usually woke up too late for that anyway. and because i was trying to eat healthy shit i had to spend less on snacks, and the healthy shit wasn’t enough to fill me (workin on a plan for that pramis). then i just generally ate all your leftovers because i’m a hungry piece of shit.
here it’s self explanatory, i have filling meals that don’t consist of oily fast food (god bless) and they have vegetables. i’m so happy about that!
my pimples are disappearing
y’know the thing where i take a selfie everyday (because i’m a vain shit)? well just today i spliced the last three weeks worth of selfies into the video and the transformation is amazing. particularly in the last few weeks that i’ve been home, all my pimples have disappeared. i’m really really happy about that. (also thanks bianca for all the skin tips *cries*)
i missed watching movies with my family (and them in general)
i like sharing all my indie shit and seeing my family’s reaction to them (the little prince was terrible according to them, me and earl and the dying girl was so much better). and we watched the first six star wars movies together (papa told us to say “oH SITH” whenever we see the bad guys).
tHERE'S SO MUCH SUNLIGHT
my mood is determined by the amount of light that i can absorb at any given moment so generally anywhere that isn’t the city is good for me
puppers
we have two puppers, espe and dum-dum.
espe is short for “espesyal” because according to papa, she was born with paralyzed legs but eventually learned how to walk. (jianna calls her abnoy puta hahaha) but she’s okay now. the other one, dum-dum, is named so because he is so stupid. he piCKS FIGHTS WITH THE BIGGER DOGS OK.
they are both fluffy, floppy, and affectionate which is why i decree they will win in life.
i have time to read my books1!!!1!!!!!!!!!11!1
we all know how taxing the last sem was *cries*. i didn’t have any time to read and it infuriated me to no end. so now with no work it’s gr8. so far i’ve finished the signature of all things, which was A+++. it’s a good thinking book if you want to ponder your place in the grand scheme of things (or at least that’s what i did) and rn i’m reading an unbearable lightness of being. fucking hell i love it so far. i’m going to buy my own copy and highlight the fuck out of it.
remember you guys got me sandman: overture for christmas? (i will love y’all forever btw) the last thing on my list to complete the sandman set was sandman: endless nights and it works out, because mama bought it for me as a very late birthday present hahahaha. the art is breathtaking and sushi, i n e e d you to read it when we get back.
my goal for this break is to read at least four more books after unbearable lightness and i will achieve this.
Five Signs That You’re Home in the Province
1. You are fondly welcomed by rotational blackouts.
2. Your mom can and will barge into your room without knocking. Sometimes into your bathroom. While you’re in it.
3. When you open your fridge, there is actually food in it. The food is not spoiled.
4. When you accidentally swear in your native language, there is someone in the vicinity to understand it. And to reply.
5. There is a significant rise in one’s exposure to dogs. And dog shit.
we’re going our separate ways again for a while, so yeah bitches i’m reviving this.
JIANNA BORROWED MY GLASSES AND DID THIS I'M CRYING.
My sisters are classy as fuck guys.
I obviously have no life because all I do is video my little sisters.
Lovingly titled, “Potatoes, Tomatoes”
Jianna: We all know Tin-tin is the favorite child. Papa: We love you guys equally. Jules: Are you kidding me? She is the favorite. Jianna: Based on a survey that we did. Mama: Who did you survey? Jules: Jianna and me. And we have come to the cconclusion that she is the favorite. I know for a fact that she's my favorite. Jianna: Mine too. Jules: All that's left is for Jianna and me to vye for second favorite. Papa: Is there a point system? Or will it be... TO THE DEATH? Jianna & Jules: TO THE DEATH!
FOR SPARTAAAAAAAAAA!
Happy Easter, y’all!
Parents
At the mall:
Dad: Bianx, should I shave my beard.
Me: No! It makes you look like Santa Claus! You already have the tummy, just get the suit and wear it for Easter.
Dad: What?
Mom: Shave it. You look like a terrorist.
Dad: No, I don’t! Just wait till we get to Guam, I’ll start a trend there -
Mom: You’ll go from Guam to Guantanamo! *cackles*
At home:
Mom: I heard Zayn quit One Direction.
Dad: Now they’re in two directions!
Mom: Sayang. I really liked him. He’s the married one, right?
Me: I think that’s Liam.
Mom: Then who’s Zayn?
Me: The one who’s not married?
Mom: I only know Harry. He dated Taylor Swift.
A council of war was called today to discuss the war against the disaster that is my hair. This council included Lola, Auntie, and Mama. Papa was kicked out at the start when it was learned that he had no problem with how my hair looked. All had their own opinions on how I should handle it. Mama insisted that I condition my hair to curl inwards. Lola suggested that I pay attention to when my hair drys so that it doesn't frizz too much. Auntie agreed with both, adding that I had to do something. Mama then interjected, saying that taking care of long hair is easier, and that I should never have cut my hair. The idea of having my hair rebonded again was tossed around. All proposals were revoked by the person that actually has creative control over the hair (i.e. ME) on the account that taking any of their suggestions meant more work and effort on my part. All members of the council conceded that they wouldn't get anywhere with me so they decided to give me a small flat iron in hopes that I might use it to tame my unruly hair. At this point, I can see how cutting and dying hair is a form of rebellion.
Things seen on the drive home.
The Hail Hitler Photoshoot
this was all papa's idea.
An Unofficial List of Stuff
And there's more on my list. 5. Stay friends with y'all.
6. Fcking pass freshman year.
7. Make another movie.
8. Rise to power in LFC and usurp the DP trio (joke lang)
9. Learn some movie-making ~skills~
10. Read (doesn't matter how many books, just READ)
11. Go to a damn concert. (Owl City, I'M COUNTING ON YOU)
12. Take more pictures.
13. Go somewhere outside of Katipunan that isn't a mall with R01.
14. Buy gifts for everyone next Christmas.
15. Actually do the shit on this list.
Good Luck Finding Me Alive
It has been roughly a week since I have returned to my hometown, and I have made some unsettling discoveries. There is much to the Frog-in-the-Boiling-Pot theory, for if I was not exposed to the reality outside of our city, if I had stayed here instead, I would not even notice the changes that have occurred.
Surreal things have been happening here. It started, I believe, while I was away, and have continued during my stay. While the place is undoubtably likened to Davao City, there are places here that should not be here. People I have known my whole life are not as they were before. Time is completely distorted. I have a theory, and I believe it to be a quite likely theory; Davao City no longer exists.
Wait, don't go, hear me out! I know it seems unlikely; I didn't want to believe it at first either, really, I didn't. But after observing these...changes...I can't deny it anymore.
Alien life forms have taken over my hometown.
In hindsight, I should have seen this sooner. It started a few years ago, and it seems that every year passing brings another bout of transitions. This city - not Davao, will never again be Davao - has had places opening that I've never heard of before, and places that have closed when they were around a few months ago. Abreeza Mall has opened an S&R and a J.Co when only last October, S&R was in Matina, and J.Co was still rearing to open in SM Ecoland - places nowhere near Abreeza Mall.
My parents - oh, god, my parents - it seems like them, at first I thought, I had hoped that they'd be fine, even when my dad grew a beard, but...that was only the first sign. I saw them at the airport. We had talked a few times before, I didn't notice anything strange then. But when I saw my dad with a beard, and my mom with her hair in a ponytail, it seemed so surreal. A few days later, Dad whips out his iPhone and tells me he had a it decked out in a new screen protector and case. My dad has never been one for decking a phone out in anything! Then I learn that he plays music from Spotify on his speakers via Bluetooth. And my mom, I thought she'd find this just as strange. But she - she - told Dad to play...
'Bang Bang.'
Because she likes Arianna Grande.
Do you see now? These are not my parents. They are aliens who have taken over my parents. The strange and inconsistent flow of time has impeded my productivity and my ability to deduce this sooner. My only consolation is that they played 'On Top of the World' by Imagine Dragons and 'I See Fire' from 'The Hobbit' soundtrack. They may be aliens, but at least they have good taste in music.
I'll have to wrap this up. My 'mom', or the alien pretending to be her, tells me that dinner will be ready soon. I do not know whether she plans to eat with me or simply to eat me. But I thought that I should warn you. People have to know.
A virus has spread. It will target anyone and everyone regardless of age, gender, social standing, race, religion. It will not discriminate, and it can not be cured. It is called 'Change', and manifests in people when they 'Grow Up'. At what point one starts to 'grow up' or be considered 'grown up', I do not know, but it will hit you. I have already been affected. If I am not the same as I was when we last saw each other, follow these instructions: force me into warm jammies and good socks, shove some Yakult down my throat, and chain me down for an animated movie. This, I believe, will staunch the effects, though it can not completely stop the virus.
I believe in you. Defeat this virus. May the odds be ever in your favor.
- Captain Jelly-Ace