Chewy!!

Wher have i bn for 2 weeks?? Im gnna call it my little island.. It isn’t the first tym i went to my island, but this tym i actually had fun.. It was fun enough that i got used to the Island life.. Aside frm geting the usuall darker complexion, and the sun burn, i became a local.. Even if me and the real locals don’t understand each other, sumwer in our conversations we actually do understand each other.. Get wat i mean??? The first day i got to my island, i was excited, because i’ve bn there b4 and the other times i had fun, but i wasn’t expecting it to be this great of a deal to me.. So i took that hour plane ride, and 15 min drive.. (Sori i had to stop, and start again.. the rain came down and the power might’ve died..)  Nyway.. I forgot that they wer rili strict on the whole prayer thing, so wen we got to the house, which was around 6 pm we had to pray the angelus.. After that i was rili hungry, because the last tym i ate was in the plane, and that was like a huge bacon sandwich thing.. In my island wen you wait for dinner, you actually kno after your wait it’ll be a damn good dinner.. So the main staple was rice, as usuall, and the food was different kinda fish.. Fish that i didnt even kno that existed.. I’m not the greatest fan of fish, becuase of our fish farm before, and the fact that fish has a billion bones that you have to eye out and seperate frm the meat.. Im the person who takes a part of the fish, puts it in my mouth, and waits for the bones to stab the roof of my mouth.. So i had fun just waiting for the pain.. Back to the story, after dinner you usually are full, and you sit down on this wooden chair facing a huge wall rug.. Now this rug has a big role in my trip.. Now, wen the time is rite, there is this big-ass gecko that comes out frm behind that rug.. And im like "woha! wtf man?!".. It gets better.. Theres a door frame just above the chairs we wer siting on.. And on that door frame came another one of thoes huge-ass geckos.. And to tell you, if that was stalkeratzzi, they wouldnt even get a shot of me because im freakd out too much.. Another great thing that happend that night was the gecko went into my room.. So i slept like a baby..Mmm.. O, and the sleeping part is even better than anything i have said.. The time you sleep, to the time you wake up is limited to a certain number of hours.. Why?..Becuase ther are roosters outside of the window! Watever time you sleep, may it be 1 am, you will always wake up at 5! So on my second day i was up at 5 am, and at 5 am i still thought i was dreaming.. Wen i luk to my arms i had these red dots, and my legs had them too.. They didnt itch or sting, and i alrdy had chiken pox, so sumthing must’ve bit me at night.. I wasn’t rili in panic mode just yet, but i was in doubt that i would live to another day.. Since it was a wed., it was market day! Woopie! All the sights and smells.. Makes you wanna eat rite after you go to the market.. After my second day, i got used to all of it.. Well, except for that gecko thing.. Never gnna get used to that.. But it didnt matter anymore.. The wake-up call was just my new alarm clock, the rock hard bed was my thai massage, and the red dots just added color to my alrdy dark skin.. A week after, people started coming and living at the house, because of my grandparents’ 50th annev.. I never rili had my real grandparents, but my dad’s aunt, and uncle was the closest thing i had to a lolo and lola.. So the people that came, were all related to me.. It may sound amazing, because even i was amazed to find out that the whole block that i lived on was related to me.. There is no one i met on that island that i am not related to.. Sum how, in a very distant past the people i met became related to me.. It caused a fuss wen i was taking my mornin jog, because my dad would say "bless to him, bless to her.." It luked like i was running for office, rather than taking a morning jog.. So the day of the annev came, and i had to make a speech at the reception.. So all i could think of was me getting married.. I dunno why, but that topic came up one too many tyms before i left.. So i did my speech thing, and as i came down my uncle albert put his hand out to shake mine.. So i got it and shook it.. This started a chain reaction in the presidential table.. It made everybody else put out their hands to shake mine.. My uncle albert is the councilor of lubang, and sitting next to him was the governor of my island.. The guy whos supposed to sit next to the governor is a mayor.. So i had a little municipality thing going on.. I also had a candidate for senate in the crowd.. The governor was on his last term, and when i shook his hand, sum1 said to him "The person who’s going to replace you has been born.." pertaining to me.. Wow.. I can’t imagine me as a governor.. Okay.. I sorta like the title.. It has a nice ring to it.. Governor Matthew Buhion.. MmmMm..I was told one morning, when my lola was cleaning  her garden, "when you get married, I will give you my lot across the street.." Wen i heard that, damn i went out to find sum1 to marry.. But how can i wen everybody’s related to me?! hehehe.. So now Im back in the metro.. I kinda miss my rice in every meal, and that damn rooseter that wakes me up in the mornin.. O well.. Its back to school in 2 weeks.. And everybody knows how colorful the blog becomes wen theres sumthing to bother me everyday.. O..B4 i forget.. This entry was supposed to be called "My little Island.." But because i rememberd sumthing, i named it after the play "Once on this Island.." Yes Ton, you’ll get this joke again!!

I just figured sumthin out this mornin.. Since i am conirmed now, i cn get married.. now how frikin awsome is that? not like i am, but just knowing i can is cool.. So i got confirmed today..hmm..dusnt sound too interesting huh?? i wasnt interested also at first but damn you get lost in thought.. If i was jewish, i think it would be my "bar mitzvah"..well shabat to that, but honestly, i wasnt exactly pumped.. i got up this mornin around 6:30, and this whole "thing" starts at 9..ish.. but i understand why i got up at 6:30 nd thats because i take frikin long in the bathroom.. you could prepare breakfast, and get halfway done lunch, and i’d still be in the shower.. So i actually got to the church around 7:45..ish..okay..it was past 7:45, but it luked like it on my watch.. Wen i got there i was rili cranky, because im like a little baby when it comes to sleep.. you wake my up too damn early, then im gnna get really cranky.. truth be told, wake me up at all, and i will be a baby.. anyway..wen i got there the "Don" was luking for a parking space for his chevy.. and to tell you, this wasnt any ordinary parking lot.. it was empty.. i was like.. "could you just pick one..its not like your gnna back into another car when you back into the lot.." so finally he picked one.. knowing my familya, we come frm small descent.. i think my ancestors date back to the smufs.. nyway, me nd my mom had to get down just to make sure his precious soccer-mom van dusnt hit the pavement.. wen we actually got infront of the van, he backed it up real quick, and parked all the way at the other end of the lot.. and he did this in great speed.. he was going so fast, it was like sum1 would steal his parking spot..to reamind you this was an empty parkin lot..empty meaning no fuel drinking cars anywer in sight.. if you ask him why he did that, he’ll just claim theres "shade".. honestly, it dusnt matter wher you park your car on this island.. it will still end up being rili hott in the car when you get back to it.. so, i went to the registration thing, then blah, blah.. my mom did most of the talking, because they wer rili disorganized..So i sat there for like an hour 45, 2 hours tops..I had no stalker-atzzi, so that was sorta boring…then the guy came, and said the most mono-tone homily in the world.. it was like "ppphhhnnnaaa"…"toooooooooooottttttt"…."iii ddoonn”tt wwanntt ttoo cchhaannggee mmyy ppiittcchh,, bbeeccaauussee ii”mm ccoooll.." very entertaining.. anyway.. you get in a line to get oil dabed on your head.. i was rili worried because it was rili hot, and i only got my "hand fan" watever they call them, and my soccer pitch for a forehead was starting to get oily.. so mainly i was worried about the more oil he’s gnna put on my already oily head.. after that, the oil had a scent to it… i was trying to figure out wat it smelled like most of the time after..(i think its one of my OCD reactions).. I did finally find that scent, and im gnna keep that to myself.. Oo..one thing that kept me awake most of the time was my "thought".. not like the whole spiritual thinkin thing.. it was like.. "I kno you face, but where did i see you and whats your name?!" kinda thought..because there was sum1 there that i kno i’ve seen, maybe in my past life, and now my alzimers wasnt helping me recall.. well, maybe thats wat alzimers duz to you.. duhr!.. so now its like 11:50.. im dead tired.. m probibly gnna fall asleep while this publishes.. my leg hurts frm god knows what, and im goin on vacation! yes!..you dunno how gud this is gnna feel..i have no idea wen im coming back..i hope never, but that wouldn’t be too great now wouldnt it.. well..im too tired to continue tormenting you with my life.. Oo..before i finish.. Who wants to get married?!

The great thing about living in this country is that you have no opinion wat so ever.. its done this way, so you better do it that way and do a damn gud job.. Now ppl say its tradition, and i say its completely useless.. its just rili stupid the way you have to do certain thing.. for example.. Im getting confirmed..woopty-damn-dee!! its like the best thing that happend…for my parents.. it gives them another chance to steer me away from wat i want..to rephrase that il just say control another person’s life.. And trust me wen i say this.. they did it alot, alot,alot,alot of tyms alrdy.. i didnt just end up going to this hell i call school.. ther has to be that transaction with the person that cn ruin 4 years of your life and your parents.. that apperently happend 5 years ago and it happend again today.. unfortunately the lady gave me clearance..boo.. back to the confirmation.. i said to them, and this is very clear to me, "i’ll get confirmed this summer, if you let me pick my god father.." now, god knows who i was gnna pick, and wer i was gnna get him.. so i thought.. who knows me well enough that is for one thing confirmed, and another a practicing catholic..So i went into my phonebook and luked, and came out with Arito’s dad, or even better, his grandfather.. i spent tym with them, and they te me rili nice stories.. damn they even kno my nickname is chewy and my real name is matthew.. So i was gnna give them a call, when, out of the blue this guy comes and "they" say he knows me well enough.. sure..How in the name of all living things can this kunt kno me?? If i dunno you, or even kno of you then how do you kno me?? Okay, you can say he "saw" me wen i was a kid.. maybe even a baby.. so wer was he for the 15-16 odd years that i was alive?? nobody knows..he dusnt even kno.. so i just got home from "meeting" this person, who unfortunately is a tool..dusnt matter now, anyway, atleast he was nice.. sum "honk if you love jesus" type..but nice..So i was just sitting there, while him and my dad go to kno each other..i just sat there.. thinking "damn i have to get up early on saturday, and go to a seminar with this guy..uhh..wat happens if they ask me about him??" which is true..what dus happen if they ask me about him?? ill probibly stand there and think of sumthing clever to say like, "its not about how long you’ve known him, its about how he touched your life.." bullshit, i kno..but you get away with it.. or il stand there and say, "hes a great man, brought his heritage from mexico, and influenced his grandchildren to live a nice life..o, wait that isn’t you.. thats my supposed godfather.." Fate has it to turn on me again.. its another gud morning….for "them" to ruin.. But all in all im not minding it at all.. because after this he’s probibly gnna be gone..agian.. but its cool..because maybe wen i get married my parents would pick out whos gnna be a sponsor, or even who im gnna marry.. now dusnt that sound fun?! So now im gna vent my anger at the pool table, and play ton in a little 8-ball.. I found a gud thing in this whole confirmation thing.. Religous chicks digg it!!..ton knows wat im saying..