April's My Mosts

For several times I would push myself to post an entry here in my blog. And in the same frequency, I would cite many silly reasons not to write, not to bother. Apparently, it's the strangest thing about me. Me? Not blogging? It has been nearly a month since my last post and I'm single! (Meaning, blogging for me is as significant as having a boyfriend. And, as in the property of displacement, I cannot do both at the same time and with equal passion. Hahaha.) Until now. In the span of time that this blog did not don yet another entry, so many things have happened to me. So many, I lost count and the eagerness to name them all. With options of which my 'most memorable' ones are, here's to give you an idea on what:

1. Most mournful - Lu's death last April 21. However we anticipate that her passing would come, I personally did not expect it would come so soon. Not when I have not bought myself the last book of the Twilight Saga and let her read it to kill her time while waiting for 'the call'. I so miss her. I have been trying to upload the video tribute we made for her but to no avail. The size is just too big I have to chop it to two parts. But the project just gives me the heavy heart and unstoppable tears each time I attempt to do it. 2. Most tiresome - Lipat-bahay. No Gatorade or Alaxan FR (spare me the brabalibintawan chantings, please) would relieve me of the muscle pains. We (just me and another flatmate) started transferring our things (by 'our' I mean there are 7 people owning those things) at 8 AM. I was down at 3 PM, crawling toward the bed with knees shaking and muscles so sore. I now believe that even Superman rests every 30 minutes up, up and away. So why didn't I think of that? And then all I needed was a really long, sound sleep to return to being 'human.' 3. Most productive - Two-trainings at a time. Huh, well, not really very impressive but it's a milestone (for Flintstone's era -- just playing). Kudos EITSC! 4. Most miserable - Do you get that feeling when you want to do something for someone really special and you have no means to because well, the universe does not want to cooperate?! Argh! Terrible. It was like your insides are being squeezed tight and you feel helpless. And in my most sane self I would utter, 'The best is yet to come.' But another voice would want to shout, 'Yeah right!'