Language Camp Week
Piles of language books, medical supplies, music sheets, and a random assortment of other items litter any available flat table space. Clothes, worn who knows how many times hang over chairs, desperately needing to be laundered. There’s an explosion of mold in a corner of my room underneath the desk. Its radius has slowly been expanding and creeping outward. The ants have declared my kitchen and dining room as their permanent home. A giant cockroach perched on top of the counter stares at me boldly as I walk in the door. He wonders who this stranger is that has not occupied this house for more than a few days in the past month. His very presence challenges me as to who can stake a claim of ownership to this space.
Marinduque Trip
April has been a blur of youth events, travels, and good memories. Some planned, some spur of the moment, some not quite what I expected, and some more than I could have ever imagined. Bus rides home are barely enough time to collect my thoughts and reflect over my experiences but that seems to be the only time left for that kind of thing. My ipod sets the mood and my mind wanders late into the night when the bus finally rolls into the Baguio terminal. I stumble home from the last trip of the month, throw my bag on the floor and fall into bed. My bed.
"Transformers" Summer Youth Camp
Trying to get settled again after a constant strand of travels and work events is a struggle I have yet to conquer. At least I’ve finally done laundry this week.
Keeping up with the world is hard. Keeping up with the world when you have no internet at all is even harder. I’ve finally found some time to get into town and take advantage of the free wi-fi at SM. That means you finally get to hear about some of my adventures of late. Look for new posts soon.
Ingat!
Yours truly,
a girl who dreams
