May 12, a Saturday, was really a good day for me. Days before, I was having fierce frustrations in my mind. There were thin thorny lines that were passing through my chest. I was feeling pain because of damn everything. Everything seemed so wrong. I just can’t explain well.
I was so disappointed when my laptop seemed to have defect once more. For two consecutive days, it didn’t boot properly. That Saturday, after lunch, I went to Enigma in Angeles City for the personnel to check my notebook. When I seated, turned on the laptop and discussed to them the problem, my laptop just booted properly. They rebooted it many times, and they didn’t find any problem. I just stared on the screen with jaws dropped.
At 2 p.m., my brother met me. We decided to stroll around. It was like one hour of talking to each other, telling each other the things that have been making us busy.
At around 3 p.m., we decided to eat. We were choosing the restaurant that would fit our diet – no high-fat, no high-sugar, no high-cholesterol, and no “fishy-smelling” food (I can’t think for the English word for malansa.
). I suffer from severe bronchial asthma, so I am prohibited from eating “fishy-smelling” food. My brother is always having high blood pressure, and he has symptoms of heart disease. He is prohibited from eating fatty food.
Well, we just ate carbonara. I just don’t know how much fat was there. After eating, we roamed around to just see, laugh at, and speculate people and things. We were very naughty.
We went to the arcade area — Marvel Superheroes vs. Street Fighters was cool — I played — I lost. Haha! We tried the 3-pluck play. It’s like sliding a thin cylinder to put it in the hole of the adversary where he protects the cylinder to go into the hole. Basta ‘yung parang pool. Ay ewan. Well, I won several times than he did.
I saw a good heart in him when he gave one of our last coins to the little girl who was watching us playing. Maybe he didn’t notice that I smiled.
Lastly, we played pellet shotguns. I really have a blurred vision that makes me difficult to hit the bull’s eye (Palusot pa eh.). My brother hit the bull’s eye several times, and he actually accumulated enough points to win the major prize. Unfortunately, the prize is given away on certain days only, and Saturday isn’t one of those.
After several hours of playing and at exactly 7 p.m., we decided to go home. We really had a great time! It’s really nice having a good brother.
