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Popcorn and Coke.
Thursday, November 29, 2007 @ 5:33 PM
Tired, yet happy.Current Music: The World's Greatest by R. Kelly
Hello again, reader.
I'm back after a week of hiatus. XD
Oh well then, this week has been great, actually. Though, a very close person to me passed away, it was still memorable.
First off, I'll start my story last Sunday. At around 2 in the morning, this close person of mine aka a grand mother of mine (which happens to be my actual grand mother's sister/Ate) passed away around my family relatives in Bulacan. So, my Mom woke me up at around 5:30 saying about it. Then, when we got there and we were told to look at her "body" in the coffin, I denied since I have already seen her face, but a far from it. My Ate started crying, then, I started crying, then 2 of my cousins (who knew her for a long time too) started crying. When I noticed it, I started smiling and started saying to myself of "stop crying because the dead will hate others crying about her". I was also laughing, of course, since I don't want Lola to be mad at me. Lol. Later, Tuesday, I went to school almost late for the English Month Assembly. So, I was asked to sit in front of our section's line, and there. Then, unexpectedly, a small earthquake occurred at around 12:30 PM. First, I thought that my best friend (who sits behind me) was only playing with my chair. Then, my classmates started shouting "EARTHQUAKE" and they also started panicking. Our AP teacher started telling them that panicking won't help at all. So, we all went out after a 3rd Yr. teacher instructed us. We were at the main entrance/exit (aka the Centennial Gate) for about an hour. It was fun though, but still, classes continued on. Then today, my Lola's interment, she was buried in the cemetery somewhere in San Jose del Monte, Bulacan. Her "apartment" is quite small though, how I wished we were quite "rich" so that we would only cremate her and would only put her in the house in Bulacan or here or in the waters of Leyte (her home province). But, we're not that "rich" and a lot even had money as their condolence.
And about the title, Popcorn and Coke. I'll tell you another story about how I really treated Lola as a friend of mine. I think this happen a year ago or so, probably last year. She was still living in our house (or here) back then. I was hungry, so I looked for the popcorn, while I was cooking the popcorn in the microwave, Lola wondered what was it, I said its popcorn. After it was cooked, I gave her some. And another story, which happen just last sumer (before the elections), I opened a bottle of coke in which I have forgotten about when you open the bottle, the coke will just suddenly burst. So then it burst, and two little cousins of mine were laughing about it. I gave Lola a little of the coke (since there were none left, XD), and at that time, it was the last time I heard her say "Thank you." So, these stories were on my mind for three days, and with these stories, I cried because I cannot give her anymore popcorn or coke, and I will not hear her voice and her sweet "Thank You" anymore.
Lola Bining (but I just call her Lola before), wherever you are, I will still remember you forever. Even though you won't receive any popcorn or coke or I will never hear your voice again, your stories and memories will be in me forever. I promise I will not cry anymore, and I promise I will never forget you."
I saw a picture of us a while ago, but since our scanner's broken already and I still have to charge that camera, I will just post it tomorrow.
Labels: one week, past memories