chucks

it was definitely time for me to get a new pair of chucks. i had to give my red chucks a rest…though i knew i could never just totally abandon them.

i bought a new pair, which more or less only costs Php1,300. it was the type that would probably cost around 6k if i bought it here. it’s a double tongued, hi-top pair. brown on the outside, and pattered on the inside. it has two shoe laces, white on the inside and brown on the outside. i’d take a picture of it now to show it off to the world, but i feel too lazy.

it’s now time for me to look for my red chucks and properly store ‘em away for safe keeping. on friday, i know there will be a photoshoot session with my new chucks as the model…here i am again, obsessing over chuck taylors.

and hooray! my laptop has now booted after a week of it restarted over and over again. i thought i had to take it to the service center. but thankfully, after searching through numerous forums and what-nots, i’ve finally found a solution and my laptop is now working. macs are so hard to please.

so tomorrow is yet another day.

i wanna go back to bali.

bali high

i have less than 10 mins to write this…as i only really wanted to go online for an hour.

sitting here in this old and stuffy internet shop just a few feet from the hotel. i would’ve bought an internet/wifi card from the reception for 2 hours, but i needed to get some ‘alone’ time from my brother and mum, no offense.

tomorrow night, we leave bali. in the last 3 days, i’ve grown attached to this place…i now dream of buying a house or land in this place, preferably, kuta beach…of course WHEN and IF i get rich, and where i can always fly to bali just for a quick getaway. i love this place. i was meant to learn how to surf tomorrow…but i guess my brother and mum talked me out of it. effortlessly. instead, i’m getting my free shoulder massage at 10am, and spending the rest of the day looking for a dress to wear to my friend’s wedding on wednesday.

since i’ve left the philippines to go on this one week holiday, my grandfather’s been through 2 surgeries, my niece has been confined in a hospital…and my macbook’s gone dead on me.

but as selfish as this sounds…all that isn’t breaking this feeling i have right now of this place. i am indeed on bali high.

nag nag

tomorrow night, mum, marvin (my little brother) and i head off to jakarta, indonesia. i’m not excited…in fact, i’m not even packed. i should be excited. i’m only going there to attend my high school friend’s wedding. what more can you ask for?

billy (my high school friend) has been a really good buddy of mine, even if i haven’t seen him in four years, since i went to melbourne for a vacation. and finally, he’s getting hooked to siska, whom i met four years ago as well. before the wedding date, we’re actually going to bali for 3 days. staying at kuta which is apparently famous for its sunsets. i’m excited to see billy, but i’m not excited to go to indonesia. maybe when i start packing, i’ll feel it.

mum booked us into a hotel in kuta that is very close to the very nice nightlife in bali…shopping malls, great for tourists. apparently there’s a lot to do in kuta. it’ll be a very short break from the hustle and bustle of the busy streets in manila.

then when i get back, it’s gonna be all about getting dad’s company’s website up and running and actually giving my two cents to madhouse. i’m disappointed in myself for not giving it enough thought…and effort. what’s playing on my laptop at the moment is “scrubs” which i happen to watch when i have free time. but that’s the thing, i shouldn’t waste my time watching scrubs…i should be doing something, anything.

when i get back…i have to continue looking for an apartment to live in in auckland. tomorrow, i’m going to send my confirmation letter to the school…and tomorrow, i have to pick up bianca’s tripod to use in thailand. and i have to pack tonight. and i have to see my grandfather at the hospital before i leave. so many things to do, so little time. instead of sleeping and extra 5 hours, i could’ve gotten out of the house to pick up the tripod, packed and visited my grandfather. but no, i took one look at my niece whom i put to sleep, and suddenly felt sleepy.

i remember waking up at 8pm…drenched in sweat and thinking, shit, it’s too late. oh well.

have a fun trip aubs.