I’ve been wanting to talk about a lot of topics, but I didn’t know how to begin. And I don’t know if I’ll make sense. Even now, as I’m keying in the words, I still don’t have an idea of how it will come about.
There are a lot of things on my mind, and I can’t seem to choose one single topic to get me going, or to start on. Every single one wants to bethe first! And how does one handle that? My multi-tasking brain is faster than my fingers! Or is it just because of the two mugs of coffee I brewed for this rainy Sunday afternoon?
But I guess I have to start on one… and maybe chronologically arranged events and thoughts will be easier? (Unless you want to hear my brain blabbering pointlessly?)
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Last Christmas Season, I was able to have a very long, well-spent vacation. It is during these seasons that we are very busy at church. Yeah, I’m a choir girl. And you must understand that it is like a second job. Something I’m determined to do excellently, even if unpaid. We spent lots of hours for practice. And our choir-director is a disciplinarian. He must be, for all of us to learn. We were invited to two events at SM Pampanga. One is the DSWD’s Sing for Me, fund-raising event. Choirs from some Catholic churches and universities were there. And it was a very good opportunity for a Christian group to spread the Good News. The other event was initiated by SM Pampanga. Our choir sang for the final day of their Carols of Christmas event. We received gift certificates from SM, and I spent mine on shoes. What else? Haha 
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For the first night of our church “Simbang Gabi”, we had our Everlasting Light Christmas Cantata. I remember when I was still in the fifth grade the choir did this cantata already, and I was with the children’s choir doing the interpretative dances, and songs where the kids were needed. My favorite song then from the album was “Light of a Million Mornings”. I still remember singing that song in my room at the parsonage (Casa Pastoral, as we call it), thinking that I’m really hitting the high notes. Well, I won’t be able to check now if I really did. But when I sang that song with our choir, I think I was able to make my Mom and Dad proud. My Dad kept telling the church members that there’s no need to wonder where I inherited the singing skills. After all, they just need to know what my last name is. And what is it again? C-A-L-A-L-A-N-G.
Raaayyyttt. 
Ok, enough of the inherited “kayabangan” haha.
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During the Christmas Institute of our young people in Pampanga, I was a speaker on one of the Special Topics. The topic assigned to me was: Soaring High. Excellence. Academic excellence, to be more specific. Good thing is that I have a lot of books that helped! One is 10 Keys to College Success. There were about 60-70 people in my class! I’ll try to post pics later.
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Before the year ended, I finally moved all my things from the QC apartment, to the new Pasig place. New year, new place, new roommate, new and shorter commute route. The changes are welcome. Though sometimes, I miss the people from the old place. We don’t get to meet and chat nonsense anymore. I feel so alone! Haha. Wait, I was alone till January 19! For Tet, my new roomie moved in late. No wonder I felt alone. Haha. I somewhat enjoyed the solitude though. Because of the cable channels in my TV, and the loads of books I bought last year from the MV Doulos. 
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I wonder, am I enjoying the single life too much, to the point of not considering married life? Hmmm… I hope someone will come along soon, to change my mind. Lord, a little help in that area please?
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On the first day of the year, we went to our relatives in Bancal, Guagua. My ninong-uncle Jun from Cebu and his family were there, and it seemed like a mini-family reunion. We talked about a lot of things, the past and the anecdotes of their teenage lives… Oh well, I was always in the company of older people. No wonder I used to think I was wiser than my years…
Anyways, I mentioned this occasion because of this statement my dad made when he and my Ninong were having some kwentuhan: “Sabi ko na nga sa mgaito (referring to me, and my brother), mag-asawa na sila para magka-apo na kami eh”. My gulay. That’s the first time I heard that from my dad and I was like, “What in the world?!” Was that pressure I just heard?
DISCLAIMER: I am not an old maid. Yet. And I’m not a candidate. Yet. Oh well…
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Moving on to another topic…
Sigh… May I just pause for a few seconds here? Come on. I don’t want to talk random anymore. The coffee’s lost its effects already. Randomness ends here.
The End.
See?
