Santos Village III

second day at the same internet cafe. listening to one of my favorite radio stations (ae.com radio. very teen-y but i dig the tunes). and reflecting. i was looking around today as my cousin and i walked around the neighborhood trying to remember faces, places. there was an old man with cane and some missing teeth who i'm pretty sure was my bus driver in the 1st and 2nd grade. i liked to surprise him by crossing the street by myself and coming to the jeep early instead of waiting for him like the other kids did. this way, i got more time to putter about the market and buy my after school snacks.

i hung out with a childhood friend named Lady (short for Melody). i spent a lot of time at her house when i was little but i think they must have gotten it remodeled because i went there and didn't have any memories of it. Lady now lives in Italy and has a little 5 year old boy with another on the way. Lady, as fate would have it, is now my cousin through marriage. Her aunt married my uncle. It was good to chat and kind of catch up. i envy her having her family but at the same time rejoice in my freedom.

i spotted other things around the neighborhood too. my crush from nursery school's house. the house where my mom liked to get her clothes sewed and or hemmed. the gutter where i once dropped a 2piso coin and went home crying.

it's nice to be back back in the neighborhood and have everyone know me but at the same time i feel lost. more on this later. internet time is up and we're going to go visit another childhood friend who lives in a different neighborhood

dooooby dooooo

i miss my habitat peeps! it's hot and yes, boring, hanging out with the fam. i feel like i'm in a kind of brad-situation where i can either hang out with the oldies (who mostly chat about stuff i'm not interested in and nap) or play with the kiddies (who mainly do a lot of running which is fine for about 30 minutes but not a good day-long activity). so i find myself running and playing tag, eating, and napping. tomorrow my cousins are dragging me to the mall where they're probably gonna ride the same rides in the amusement park about 12 times (like last time) and i'll be bored the third run through and i'm not interested enough in shopping anymore to let it fill my time.

bitch, bitch, bitch, i know. i should just enjoy myslef before i start work again on monday. on that note. gonna go home and eat dinner and chat with the oldies.