panagbenga, airsoft and getting old

yooohooo im back to normal programming!

seriously, i was walking down session road yesterday (and wicked-staring at tourists blocking my way with all their sako bags filled with lettuces and strawberries and peanut brittles and towering walis) when i just realized i was unconciously formulating pararaphs on my head, thoughts and rants im itching to blog about! isn't that freaky or what?

anyway,  wanna blog about 3 things: Panagbena, Airsoft and Getting Old (yikes).

PANAGBENGA

as a baguio girl, im used to sometimes bumping into tourists carrying bits of baguio with them (read: walis, strawberries, knitted stuff, etc.). as a baguio girl, im not used to traffic that lasts more than 30 minutes. as a baguio girl, Session Road with a continuous stream of people walking up and down is not a normal scene. as a baguio girl, im used to riding a cab to work while the fresh, piney scent of morning air linger through the open window and makes me thankful i live in a city where you don't have to rush going to work and worry about headache-inducing traffic and rows of people pushing you from the sidewalks and sudden lack of parking space.

but once every year, baguio residents are faced with a tremendous challenge…we have to wake up early to get that parking space we've we've been using for the past so-so months (and even years), rush to the nearest jeepney stop an hour early than than the usual and be stuck in traffic for an hour (when it normally takes you 15 mins to get to work) while breathing killer air from vehicles with unfamiliar plates. good morning sunshine, god i wish february's over.

i love festivals. correction, i loved festivals. but that was during my carefree college days when i can escape from my afternoon classes and skip around town with my friends feasting on a colorful array of street food while watching bands play from one cormer to another while looking for cute tourists to flirt with. aahhh those were the days….but now, i don't give a hell. its because i have to get to work every single day sometimes including weekends and holidays at 7:30 in the f*ckin' morning. so even if i normally get out of the house after 7 to go to work, i have to drag my ass out our door at quarter to 7 or sometimes 6.30 in the morning during the Panagbenga festivities if don't wanna get stuck in traffic and arrive at work an hour late. its not funny. getting up earlier that 6:30 for me is suicidal.

and other than that, i hate a lot of things during Panagbenga.

i hate the filth…the garbage left behind by unsanitary tourists who are used to throwing everything and anything everywhere. baguio cu=ity is not the cleanest city in the whole wide world but you don't normally see garabage everywhere. i hate those SUV's with fancy plates that park everywhere even if there is a NO PARKING sign. i hate the hordes and hordes of people wearing layers of jackets and knitted bonnets with BAGUIO on it who doesn't say sorry when they accidentally push you off the road. i hate that i can't walk up and down Session Road during my day off wearing my pambahay and tsinelas while eating ice cream because if i do so, il be trampled on any minute by eager-beaver tourists.

i don't really hate Panagbenga. i just hate the fact that i can't enjoy it anymore. its given me so much headache for the past couple of days. thing is, not everyone's worlds stops when the festivities start. i have to go to work! aarrgghhh! im so hateful right now.

p.s. well yeah after ranting about it, i do have a couple of pictures taken during the Streetdancing Parade. that's because my Be and his mom (who arrived from manila a day before) had to drag me from bed at 8 in the morning (which is my one and only day off that ive had planned on dvd marathon) into the now filthy streets of baguio to watch a bunch of kids and teens and even oldies gyrate down session road wearing nothing but a bunch of wilted sunflowers. just kidding. im so hateful, really.

AIRSOFT

ive just realized a couple of things why i can now officially say tham ive really become an Airsoft addict.

1. im dying to play. all the time. im always dying for saturday or sunday to come so i could play again.

2. http://www.filairsoft.com is a mainstay on my system tray.

3. i am continiously looking up airsoft guns and equipment/gear at ebay.com and amazon.com or whatever site that sells anything that has something to do with airsoft.

4. i finished reading the whole article about airsoft at wikipedia.org.

5. i just blew 1k for a new flight suit BDU (Battle Dress Uniform). i haven't had a new pair of jeans in 6 months. great.

6. i scoured a BOOK SALE the other day where they have tons of magazines on sale at 72 a pop. back issues of foreign girlie magazines as well as cookbooks and the like. i went over the piles one by one until i finally got hold of a US based airsoft mag that was on sale for 99 a pop. i had to bite my tongue to keep me from squealing from delight.

7. i can name all the guns featured in some movies like Lord of War, MI: III, The Transporter, etc.

8. ive finished all seasons of The Unit, Over There and E-Ring and currently looking for Combat Mission.

9. i can tell you the history of the M16.

10. im always blogging about it.

GETTING OLD

this part il keep short and sweet.

half of my high school batch are either married, getting married, pregnant, just gave birth and just separated from his/her husband/wife.

me? im still acting like im 18. im getting married in a year. having a baby is way, way, way, waaayyyy down my priorities.

i think im getting left behind.