Fucking love this.
This is a short video I shot last time I was stuck because of a typhoon, typhoon Falcon. Filipino children still managed to enjoy the flood instead of treating it as a burden. Well I think this is one of the things why it is more fun in the Philippines. ;)
E ya mete i Hesus. Ikatamu. (Christ did not die. We did.) That’s what I remember from what our priest said. Short but sharp.
The image of Jesus being put down from the cross has been a tradition in Minalin already. After they put Him down on the cross, it is laid on the Altar and the people line up to kiss, touch or just kneel in front of His dead body.
After the mass is the procession. There were a lot of people, maybe three times the people who attended the procession last Wednesday. Unfortunately, it rained. Maybe the Heavens were also crying.
When the procession is over, people go back to the Church to pray, and then they put their candles in front of Jesus’ body. On the past years, they even had a procession of the body to a nearby cemetery and people offered flowers and grieved.
These were taken last Holy Wednesday. I think Minalin has better Poons compared to other places based on their faces; most of them are very unique,expressive and proportional. I used to know every single poon on the procession but now that the lineup of the carozzas gets longer yearly, I’m not familiar with all of them anymore.
Luckily, I was able to help this year’s preparation of the carozza of our beloved San Pedro. That day the whole clan wore Yellow. After the procession, there is also a tradition of serving halo-halo after the procession at one of my lola’s house. My first halo-halo this summer!
I woke up late and then slept again and woke up again, of course. I’ve been having weird dreams lately. Like, there are celebrities in it! Haha. So, today, I want to make that step forward.. And I would start it through jotting down some things to do. I am a write-down person. I have a planner that I always wanna update but usually, not followed. I still write events in my planner even though it happened already, just for the sake of using it. I jot down notes when the teacher is discussing. I write and write but not listen. That’s why nothing stays in my head and all I have is notes. I type down things I want in my cellphone everytime I see something I like. I blog and blog and blog. I want my life written, or not. I want it pictured. So, this is my first super duper little step in changing. Listing down changes to be made. So, Goodluck to me.
The notes written on the tissue are not my notes, they are my brother’s. He was making his schedule for his board exam reviews. We were then in Northern Brew. We went to Cookbook Kitchen to have strawberry shortcakes but unfortunately, it was already closed. That’s why we ended up in brew. I had rocky road for drinks that had some kind of rum? and of course, potato marbles. We’ve been eating a lot lately and I’ve noticed that I’m gaining weight. But uh, I can’t resist.
I miss my summer blog.. Had fun reading how my summer that year was. This year? Uh..