Oh dear... I just got off the phone with that friend of my brother's who was willing to sponsor me to study again... Man, am I good or am I good?! hehehe I haven't been checking out schools as she told me to -- a friend of mine who's studying in the school that I'm targeting told me that this week is the best time to get evaluated so I'm thinking of doing that sometime this week, though not tomorrow coz I'm going somewhere else. And I just said that I've been sick. Which is true! I don't do outright lies, just little itty bitty white ones that are usually to my advantage.


So, let me tell you about my snorkeling adventure.

I went to the beach with my brother, his family, and his in-laws. So I met up with the rest of the family again... I went snorkeling FOR THE FIRST TIME with my sister-in-law's brother's wife. Yeah, that sounds about right.

And I don't know how to swim very well. Scratch that, I can't swim.

My first time out, I stuck real close to the reefs that was closer to the shore compared to where she went first. But I soon found myself in the same area with some foreign nationals, Koreans actually. I thought they were Japanese at first, but I soon heard them speak and they were Koreans. And they didn't respond to my greeting, so there.

It was way cool. There was this fish that I went after -- it was a fairly small fish black with a single yellow stripe near its head -- and it kept loosing me in the reefs. Darn it.

Then there was this fish that looked like a piece of the reef that I almost touched. I backed out real quick coz it looked real not good for me if it happened to be poisonous.

I also saw a crab. Well, two, but the first one was just a piece of big leaf that I mistook for a crab. But the other one was genuine coz it was moving its pincers.

If it hadn't been so windy, I would have probably braved the path the other guys took -- well around the reefs to the other side where my nephew saw a shark ^___^;; Well, kinda. He was with his uncle -- the one who's my age -- and he said he was pointing the shark out to our nephew but he couldn't see it. But it was there, or so they said.

My next ventures, I stuck close to the shore coz it was so windy that I had no choice. I'm not much of a strong swimmer -- considering that I am not a swimmer -- so I basically went where the waves pushed me to. But I did fight, especially when I saw the silvery fishes, large ones compared to the small ones before. But as usual, they left me for the reefs.

So I am now burnt, not to a crisp though it was a close enough call that I don't want to be out in the sun for the next few days. My shoulders hurt because of the sunburn, and my muscles were protesting because of the strain. But it's cool ^__^


Oh yeah.

There's been a blow-up in our house. I knew it was too good to be true, the seeming peace in the household. So what else is new?

My two sisters had a shouting match about who's going to sleep where. Damn but it was stupid, from both sides. I can't take sides coz "she's the youngest so she shouldn't know about such things." That's a load of bull.

Why can't I just...

Okay, repressing it ain't healthy. So why the hell can't I just bang their heads together so I can have some peace and quiet in which ti read?!

Now that's another argument for me to get out of here.

I'm not too keen on the idea of jumping in the middle of the fight, mainly because... well, they're grown up adults who should know how to share and play nice in the playpen. Or they should be. But what do I know, right? I'm the youngest so I shouldn't be bothered by it. Damn them.


Yeesh...

I thought I had that Harry Potter fanfic down, the one about Harry and Hermione, but Bill Weasley's been in my mind lately. He seems to be a cool character. I don't know much about him, excepting that he's the firstborn of Arthur and Molly Weasley and that he works as a charm breaker for Gringott's Bank in Egypt and he was Head Boy when he was in Hogwarts, so I'm gonna make up some information about him. For one thing, I don't know how old he is and what subjects he took up aside from the usual at Hogwarts...

Here's a little snippet of what I've been writing. It's basically about Bill and some girl (duh, of course a romance! I don't want to delve into the whole Harry Potter Universe just yet -- I'll do that with the Harry and Hermione fanfic).


Disclaimers: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters -- J.K. Rowling does -- but I can lay claim to the new character and the story line.


"You?!"

"What're you doing here?!"

"Oh shit, I forgot! You're Arthur Weasley's son!"

Bill Weasley frowned. He couldn't have asked for a more unwelcome and unwanted visitor when he was home at the Burrow. Standing at the door was none other than his least favorite person, the bane of his Hogwarts years -- Miss Jacinth Bones-Bryant.

He narrowed his eyes at her and looked her over. She was still the same as he remembered from their years together at school -- that single thick plait of black hair up to her waist, those eyes glaring furiously up at him, that upturned patrician nose, those lovely pink lips...

Bill shook his head to rid himself of that particularly dangerous train of thought. "What're you doing here?"

She sniffed and took a discreet step back to better look him in the eye without craning her neck too much. "I have business with your father," she replied rather stiffly.

"What about?" he asked suspiciously.

Her blue eyes flared even more. "That's between your father and I. Is he in?"

"No so go away."

"Really Bill, such tone of voice..." Mrs. Weasley commented reprovingly. She looked from her son to the female guest who was looking for her husband.

"Mrs. Weasley?"

"I'm sorry dear, but Arthur isn't home just yet," Mrs. Weasley said kindly.

"Oh..."

"And you are?"

"My name's--"

"A major menace," Bill put in audibly from the sidelines.

"You are such a child Weasley," she retorted.

"Oh yeah? Who tried to kill me in Defense classes?"

She glared. "That was an accident, and we were told to do anything to disarm!"

"Now children..." Mrs. Weasley stepped in between them and glared at them severely. She was about to speak but there was a soft pop sound somewhere in the living room followed by her husband's call.

"Coming, Arthur!" she called out. She beckoned the guest inside. "Wait here, dear."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."


Now this story is set sometime during the last years of Harry's in Hogwarts, don't know if he's in the sixth or seventh year, so don't be bothered by it. If my calculations and understanding of the books are correct Charlie Weasley should be about 24 or something like that during Book 1; since Bill's the oldest, he should be about 26. So he should be around his early 30s -- 32 or 33 -- in this story line.

Their ages is something that I want to find out. How old were James and Lily when they got married? Were they in the same class, the same year, in Hogwarts? What's Lily's last name? In the fanfics that I've read, it's said that she was Lily Evans before she became Lily Potter; is that true?

I did some numbers on Hagrid. He was on his third year when he was expelled, so he was around 13, right? But that was 50 years ago so he's around 63 during Book 2, right? If he's that old, how old is Dumbledore?!

The problems that swirl around in my head...


A friend of mine from high school called the other day. We got to talking about our classmates, our batchmates and what they've been up to since college. I just discovered that one of our number -- one of us in the barkada, in the group -- is getting married next week! Sheesh, it's been so long since we last saw each other, people are getting married and having kids. But us... well, we're doing alright so far.

The high school ML that got started was really a big help since we could catch up with each other and plan to have meets and stuff like that.

My college block has an ML, but I haven't been invited tp join in. Maybe that's because they don't know my email address or because it's composed mainly of people who have stuck together for the five years that was supposed to be our college life.

If I had stuck it out, those five years... I wouldn't be who I am today. I'll be a completely different person. I don't know who or how I'll be, but definitely different. Good or bad, I'm not sure. It depends on from which perspective you're coming at it.


Damn, I can't get online. I know my card's new; I've only used this card once! It's not even 60 days since I used it last! Dangnabit! Screw them!

It's not bloody fair! Who the freaking hell used my bloody account?!

Damn, I still have to censure myself out here...


So who's afraid of the big bag boggart?

Speaking of my high school... my friend and I were just about to talk about, well, HIM, the love of my high school life that carried onto college and even now still after college. That kind of thing... He's a genius by the way. Well, in high school; since we didn't go to the same college, I wouldn't know his academic standing there. But I saw him just once during college, and we were on the same bus on the way home for the weekend.

Damn but did he get BIG.

So anyway, we got to the part where she saw him in our high school when she dropped by for a visit. She was sure it was him. But man, she said he was BIG. Though he did pass his board exams. So CONGRATULATIONS!!

I don't know his ranking *sweatdrop*

Another classmate took review classes with him, though I couldn't ask her about him specifically coz there were other people listening in. Dang.


Then there was this other issue that I think they almost had another shouting match. Good thing I was still asleep! There was a CD missing, and they couldn't pinpoint where it was seen last. So the conversation ball went from here to there somewhere that had something to do with that blasted inconsiderate creepy... ehrm... *ahem* "friend" of hers. There was a furious whispered conference with me and all that jazz... I want to shoot them both in the head!

It turned out the CD was with my nephew's best friend. I know I didn't lend it to him, mainly coz I was the one who borrowed two of his CDs. I knew I gave them back to him, and only them. Or so I remember. But this is my nephew's best friend, and I like the kid.