Tuesday, January 24, 2006

It's nauseating. confusing and frustrating. What do you do? Should you do anything in the first place? who's right? who should you believe? what do i think? what should i think? am i supposed to feel anything? should i? must i? what happens now? what will happen then? who should be blamed? must i blame anyone? where will i stand? where do i stand?
Questions upon questions.

-Must i Live like there's no tomorrow? and Love like it's my last?

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

My Carnival


Last saturday, we went to the Euro Star Carnival. A European carnival you might ask? You'd imagine it big, complete with all the freakshow and other sites you watched in HBO's Carnival. However, we were presented with just 4 extreme rides for adults (only one of which i rode) and other kiddie "safe" rides (which i think i should all have rode).
It was definitely an experience having to be suspended 180 degrees from the safety of the ground. We were suspended for what felt like a whole minute until they dropped us. You'd probably expect me to be screaming, honestly i was. At first it was all yelling and a little of cursing Ian for making me push through with it. I'm no thrill junkie. Oh God what have i gotten myself into...
Surprisingly, i enjoyed the ride. Up there it doesn't seem so scary. Like a big swing that can take you around the pole where you're suspended on. I think Anchor's Away in Enchanted scared me more.
I was seated beside Ian of course. The rest of the gang scattered and sat by couples. During the ride I screamed and then laughed, and while suspended got into a short conversation with Ian about my day. Remarkable what can happen in a 10 minute ride.
After that first (and my only!) ride, Ian went on to try the others. I definitely hesitated with the next ones. "Over my dead body". Ian started to do the chicken dance, mocking my terror of the insanity these rides offered. "Chicken! Chicken! Bok bokbok bokbok!". My reply? "Gusto mo bang break-up-an kita dyan?". Uhm tumahimik ang gago.
While the boys had their fill of excitement, us girls were watching them squeel like little girls while enjoying a nice hotdog and refreshing coke. Ian by the end of the night felt like throwing up. Which he did when he got home... poor boy.
I didn't have my cotton candy as i promised myself, nor did we go through the tunnel of love (since there was none!) But i definitely had fun. It has been a long time since i last went to a carnival, and this is certainly the first time i enjoyed it with a boyfriend. Who knew heights wouldn't be so scary when there's someone hugging you in the ferris wheel?

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.