white crayon

My mind flashed back to a time we were fighting over my crayons. I wouldn't let her have any of them, and she went and tattled to Mom. Mom said I had to give her at least one so I gave her white.

I waited for her to figure out what I had done while I silently busted a gut and applauded my evil genius. But she had walked off contentedly and sat down at her white piece of paper to draw me a picture of sugar, salt, and snow.

Harley Altmeyer, BACK ROADS

I'd like to think I'm this little girl whenever someone gives me a "white crayon".

I've read The Cement Garden before reading this book. Sad and kinda sick. I was more entertained by this book, though.

Makes me appreciate my family more so than before.

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Dexter season 5 has started in the US. I can't wait until Fox Crime Asia airs it here in the Philippines! And and Julia Stiles joining the show, double yey!

cuteness

miky in her lil tub

Anouk - Love

powerful voice, powerful song:

rant

You do all the things you're supposed to do, follow the rules, make all the adjustments, for what??

Sometimes things just doesn't work the way you like/plan it.

Universe, please cooperate.

daba-daba

What a way to start the morning.

I woke up due to the (lo)commotion outside the street. When I looked over the window, people were running and shouting and there was black smoke everywhere. At first I thought it was just my mom's backyard fire gone wild! She usually piles up dry leaves and trash in the backyard then burn them (tigul-it na, indi gd magpati nga indi na pwede gnahimo nya). But no, she was downstairs shouting and asking my niece to find her anti-hypertensive meds. In short, ga sala-sala. My father, in true blue ususero mode, was out in the street asking the what/where/why of the commotion.

I, on the other hand, am frantically trying to find the contact number for the police/fire station. FAIL! I discovered 166 does not work. It's supposed to be the local emergency hotline. Next, I tried Lapaz PD but the line was busy. The telephone directory cover where the emergency numbers are listed was torn. *shrug* I'm sure one of the neighbors have called the fire department by now. *cue fire alarm*

Going back to my mom. If she had the power to be in two places at once, she would have used that power earlier. One to find her meds and the other gathering her important documents, jewelries and maybe the oven and refrigerator, too. But since she needed a little help, I found her meds IN HER BAG, calmed her down a bit, and almost tripped on the pile of folders/envelopes on the floor. At least she achieved one of her goals hehe

Anyhoo, the fire was two houses away from us. The usual faulty electrical wiring was the culprit. The fire was contained after about 30 minutes.

The upside to all these was when I saw two chinoy volunteer firemen park beside our house and gear up in their uniform. HOT! I'm one of those women who find men in uniform sexy ;p

So after all the hoolala, I'm trying to find the emergency numbers that actually work, save them in my phone and thanking God (and the firemen) for our safety.

Update:

117 is the current 3-digit hotline for criminal reports and local government agencies in Iloilo City. It's working, I tried.