HEYYYYY (:
i`m back. hehe.
I got home today, early in the mornin`.
Time flew by really fast and it`s been a week already. Awh, school starts tomorrow.
We went back to baguio because it was my grandmother`s Babang Luksa. (i`ve no idea what it`s called in english and if it even has an english term)
So, anyhoo, it was on the 19th of March and family, relatives & friends went to church and also did a special prayer for her and stuff.
I think it`s a time when we have to stop grieving over her death. But, who could actually stop?
I know my grandmother wouldn`t want me to grieve over her death, but I love her dearly and I just can`t forget about it. It`s very real and it`s hard to accept the fact that she`s really passed away and I can`t be with her the way I used to anymore.
Although I know she`s probably watching over me right now.
speaking of that, during this holiday, bestie`s grandfather passed away.
I hope she`s feeling better now and I know it`s hard to handle.
bestie, I know your grandfather`s up there, in heaven.
He isn`t really GONE, he`ll always be right there, in your heart.
Just think, he`s in a happier place now and he`s still with you.
sorry i wasn`t in Singapore to help you through this.
Back to where I was.
So, on that day I met loads of relatives, most of them I couldn`t remember.
At the chapel, during the rosary, I was at the front, first row with my dad and other grandmother, kneeling.
Even before we finished halfway through the prayer, I just collapsed all of a sudden.
Ohyes, I fainted right then and there and didn`t even know I did, until I gained conciousness again, which was when I was seated down again.
My dad had to bring me out of the chapel while holding me tightly to make sure I didn`t fall again. I had no idea what happened. LOL.
Most of them said that maybe my grandmother visited me. Who knows.
I love you Lola Au. (:
So yeah, maybe my grandmother was with me during the prayer and she was showing her presence.
So aside from that, had a little fun too.
Went shopping here and there, went bead crazy(!) and spent time with my relatives.
I love my family more than anything on earth.
There`s really something special about Baguio City that makes it what it is.
THE CITY OF PINES (:
I`m really scared to go back to band right now. Hehe.
I`m afraid that the band sounds perfect right now and I fear that when their bassoonist comes back from her holiday, with absolutely no practice at all, she might make the band sound horrible.
I know I`m pathetic with the bassoon, I don`t want to pull down the band.
ANYHOO,
So here are some snapshots taken from my last day in Baguio.
Focused more on taking the scenery than the people. HAHA.
The photos were taken in John Hay.
Went with Lola Cora, Kuya Raymond and Ate Rea.
Can you see The Manor hiding in the woods?
The knight without her shining armour.
I hugged a tree that day (:
The 3 ladies.
And that`s the end of it.
Hmm, I know I can`t describe it as well as it was.
All I know is, Baguio is the most beautiful place I`ve ever been to and will always be.
Sure, it isn`t perfect, but no country is.
And I know I`d die of loneliness if I continue being stuck here and if I don`t get to Baguio again to see my beloved relatives.
I miss home.
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