Argh.

Finally remembered to update...

Here's been what's happening to me so far:




19 November 2003

The power went out last night, right around 7pm or so. I was writing Illusion that time. hehehe speaking of Illusion, I'm at chapter 7/8 right now and moving things along faster than before ^__^ James scored another kiss and without the resounding slap! Man, am I proud of him!

So anyway, power outage, right. I went to bed than (good thing we already had dinner by then) and plugged in my mobile radio. I like my phone, except when it acts up.

Needless to say, I had a hard time getting to sleep but I must have dozed off a few times. There was no fan, no nothing to ward off the mosquitos and all that.

It was really late; the radio station had just signed off (midnight and all that). I was just thinking then about that legend/myth... at the witching hour (midnight no less), you stand in front of the mirror with a candle at hand and you will see the face of the man you'll marry/spend the rest of your life with. Either that or you'll see the devil who'll take you for his bride.

Erh... it's something for the girls, I think... more of, I don't know if there's a similar thing for the guys so there.

So back to my retelling...

I was lying down facing the mirror with the window behind me, the moonlight outside providing some illumination. I could feel a tingling all over my body, that all the hairs on my skin were standing up, and I knew the sensation of fear. I recognized it for what it was -- fear -- and it grew until I could actually feel my molars hurting.

It rose and ebbed, depending on what I was thinking of, so I made a conscious effprt not to think of seeing the devil's face of the mirror. But as wuth anything forbidden, my mind turned to it more and more until I just threw my malong over my head.

I was also facing the open bedroom door, and I saw candlelight. Through the malong I discerned my brother's form out there and I heard him open the back door.

I felt something solid emerge behind me so I scrambled up and almost ran down the stairs. My brother was sitting on the bench just off the back door; I could see the cats eating their midnight snack so I knew that was what he was doing. I sat down beside him and I could feel my airways closing up because I was trying to speak, breathe and not cry at the same time. I was practically choking.

It was then that I woke up, and I mean woke up with a start! I took in a deep breath adn I recognized that I'd been lying on my side, exactly as I had been before -- back to the window, facing the mirror and the open door.

It was realistic, it was spooky.

The power came on at 30 minutes past 12 midnight.






24 November 2003

*sigh*

It's just after four in the afternoon and I've just finished cooking dinner. Well, the rice was a no-brainer -- just whack it in the rice cooker and wait for one of the lights to turn off and you're done.

As for theviand... I made two dishes, both fish but still. One was a simple soup with just tomatoes, and the other one is called Sarciado. The fish I used is called Dalagang Bukid (erh... Farm Maiden? hehehe) So anyway, this is the first time that I've cooked that particular dish and a neighbor had to tell me about it, since I was just planning on the soup and nothing else.

Fry fish. Sauté onion, garlic, tomatoes. Season to taste. Add water, let boil. Add fried fish then let boil again. After which, add a beaten egg and wait until egg is cooked. Then serve. Quite simple, ne?

And tomorrow I'm also slated to cook. I just watched a show on Discovery Travel and Adventure and it was about barbeque. So I wanted to make some. The marinade for one was Coke and brown sugar. I'm like huh? But I'll try anything once.

The other one's a kind of my derivative of the seasoning used in that one restaurant in N. Carolina that specializes in barbeque. It's pepper, sugar, salt, vinegar, and I can't remember the rest. Only, of course, I added my own seasonings, some of which I always use in combinatin whenever I cook Adobo -- powdered ginger and hot paprika.

Wonder how everything will turn out tomorrow?

Hmm... wait and see...




And I got the call backs from the two companies I applied to. Well, not really since one said if they didn't call then they'd offered the position to someone else.

But the other called. As usual, with my luck and karma, they called when I was out in the market. Noisy market + low voice = difficulty in hearing.

Did I mention that I was walking in the noisy market?

That's happened three times already! When companies call me, I'm either commuting or out somewhere.

Grr...