A happy fiesta indeed.
A way overdue blog post, too.
I’m not really big on celebrating fiestas. I kind of want to skip it altogether. I’m not a fan of big crowds and you must understand that there are visitors all day during fiesta and even the night before. Often times I would troop to my lola’s house and stay there until the crowd thins. I avoid my parents’ visitors because they always introduce me and I’m often questioned about what I do and such. Back in college, I hate explaining what DevCom is. I would sometimes just say Journalism instead of DevCom Now that I’m working, I hate it even more to explain SEO. So I’d just say I’m an online writer or something. Argh. Why am I always faced with tough questions about the things I do? I know I’m the only one to blame, but I sometimes wish I could just tell them to search it on Google.
Every fiesta, my parents would tell me to invite friends over. And I don’t know. It always feels awkward to invite people. I don’t really know what to tell people when I invite them. Obviously, I lack social skills. I always invite Alex, of course, because my parents pretty much require him to be there (and every other occasion, too) ever since they found out about his presence in my life. Heh.
This fiesta, I actually had tons of fun. Some of my cousins from Manila stayed over night. They arrive on the 29th of November, and we pigged out until 4AM. (I don’t need to gain more weight but yeah…) I don’t really get to bond with them that much since we rarely see each other. But it’s nice to get back in touch with them. We have tons of differences but it’s important to set those differences aside. We are family, anyway.
On the day of the fiesta, I woke up early because I had to attend a baptism ceremony. Yes, I am once again a ninang. I couldn’t enter the church, though, since there were too many people! My co-ninang (lulz) and I went straight to my new kumare‘s (another lulz) house, instead. I am a ninang for the 7th time! I have yet to do my Christmas shopping and I don’t really know where to start. But I guess 7 is still too few compared to my cousin’s 25 inaanak. HAHAHA.
Two of my high school friends, Riya and May, arrived around lunch time, and it made me tremendously happy. I haven’t seen them in a long time, and I though they were mad because I’ve been skipping some gimick nights. Heh. Alex arrived around an hour or two later. It was the first time my tito saw Alex. He lectured him about a lot of things, and I’m sitting there, thinking those stuff should definitely not be coming from him (LONG STORY). But I managed to take Alex far away from my tito. We went outside to join Riya and May in singing videoke. Alex did no singing, though.
Kynan was also there. The first time Kynan and Alex saw each other, they were fast friends. But the succeeding times Alex visited, Kynan hated him with a passion. Heh. Kynan gets really jealous when we bring boys over. On my birthday last year, Kynan threatened to stab Alex with a fork. So cute, really.