SU-PER-NO-VA!!!

Our class went to the Planetarium for our 3rd Grade Field Trip. For those whose references do not include the 80's, a Planetarium is an awesome dome where everybody is educated about the universe. You get to sit and marvel on the cinematic ceiling projections about the frontiers of space travel. All you need is to get there early and not be epileptic and the large swinging projector will BLOW YOUR MIND! That was back then, when Pluto was still a planet.

We arrive at the Planetarium. Everybody rushed to their seats and waited impatiently for the show to start. After a few minutes, the house lights dimmed and a voice started to speak from the booming speakers. As soon as the first explosion of images from the ceiling started, we were all in awe of the spectacular light show we were being treated to.

My attention span nowadays is as short as a burning match stick on a windy day. You could just imagine how short my attention span back when I was ten. It didn't help that I was sitting with an equally restless classmate who made me realize that right in front of our seat was April. Short description of April, she was the cutest 10 year old in my class. She had rosy cheeks, long black hair and if my memory serves me right, she smelled like lilacs.

The classmate beside me gave me a suggestion that, back then, I thought was genius. He made me realize that it was dark inside the planetarium. Sometimes, it gets TOO DARK. It was my chance to steal a kiss from April, he told me. After contemplating the thought for about 5 minutes, I was decided. I will kiss her while it was dark. I wanted to, and nobody would know, so I'll do it. My classmate and I waited for the darkest part of the show. The show was at a part where they were discussing the life of the star.

THEN IT HAPPENED, the projections stopped. It was pitch black. This was my chance. I quickly stood up, leaned over to the front and gave April a kiss on her cheek. Imagine this in slow motion. I was leaning over, as the voice said SU-PER-NO-VA. I was an inch from April's cheek as the light started to glow from the middle of the dome, flooding the whole area.

Then as the whole Planetarium was as bright as daylight, I found myself pervertly kissing a 10 year old girl in front of the whole 3rd grade class! I quickly got up and went back to my seat. Then April looked back at me and then started to cry. Not knowing what to do and dying in embarrasment, I started to cry too.

Our teacher rushed to our row and called me out. I was scolded for the rest of the show and was made to stay on the bus. As the kids got back to the bus, I was jeered, laughed at and even mocked for what I did. I was just silent and didn't look at them. Then April went into the bus. I could just vomit in anticipation of the hell she was going to give me. She didn't even look at me. She just went to her seat and stayed there silently. As the bus started the move, I saw her get up to get something from the overhead compartment. Then she suddenly glanced at me, gave me a faint smile, then she sat down again.

Awesome 3rd Grade Field Trip. Definitely Awesome.

To my AVID READER...

It has been quite some time now since my last post and my ONE READER has been asking for an update for quite some time now. I am sorry my LONE ADMIRER. To make it up to you, I shall dedicate this post to you.

Have you ever met anybody so nice, everybody around him seem rude? If anybody asks me what my AVID READER’s talent was, I would say it’s PATIENCE. He has developed patience into an art that all you can do, when he’s in the middle of practicing his talent, is to watch in awe as he stretches his tolerance into amazing lengths.

I work in a company that doesn’t let a mystery remain unknown for a very long time. PEOPLE WHERE I WORK TEND TO TALK and I mean TALK! I don’t know why, but you’d love them for it. When my ARDENT READER became part of the company, everybody questioned his sexual preference. Not that they were going to condemn him if he was gay, but for some reason they all thought the same thing. Something was up with this guy, and it wasn’t gearing towards a girl’s skirt. I can’t say I didn’t think that too… Yes I did think the same thing.

Let me describe him to you (which would be ironic because he’d be the only one reading this…) He loves fashion and dressing up. He would overdress for a work day or a day at the mall. He looks good all the time. He loves his shoes! He’s so soft spoken; it’s like laying your head down on silk pillows every time he speaks. HE”S TOO DAMN NICE! You’d hate yourself if ever you offend this guy (I don’t think I’ve ever seen him offended…).  It would be so easy to think of him as gay considering his interests and the way he moves.

For a year, everybody hounded this guy with the question if he was gay or not. He always had the same STRAIGHT answer. He introduced us to his long time girlfriend. Still the people hounded him with the same question. Is he gay or not? He always answered with a smile and politely responds with the same STRAIGHT answer.

Until now people tend to believe that he’d cross over one of these days. I don’t think so. Apart from his interests, this guy also has it figured out. As young as he is, he’s sure of himself. Something most of us could actually learn from. You are a hero to me bro! If I was half the man that you are, I’d be a far better man than I am now. See you soon bro!

Dad's New Year Invention

Of all the Holidays there is in a year, New Year has always been the time when I reminisce.What better memory to go back to than the memory of a past New Year's Eve party. This is dedicated to my dad, well, to all the dads. We know you try your best, and if sometimes the best just don't cut it, we can always get a good story out of it.

New Year's Eve...

My dad started to work on a contraption since 10AM in the morning of New Year's Eve. He placed it in the middle of the street. It looked like a large frame about 8 feet high and 8 feet wide. In the middle of the frame was a shallow table that ran across the center of the frame. At the foot of the frame where tubes tied to the base. He then placed all the fireworks he bought on this large frame. He nailed the spinning fountains on the top of the frame. He then fastened cylinders of fountain on the shallow table at the center. At the sides of the frame, more spinning fountains were nailed. Baby Rockets were placed on the tubes at the base. A Judas Belt ran around the whole contraption. IT WAS AWESOME!!! This was going to be one well-thought-of spectacular display of Fireworks... or so he thought.

Since it was still early, my dad placed all the fireworks together. He kept telling everyone to leave all the fireworks alone and only he can light them up. That got us more curious and excited.

9:00PM passed and we were getting anxious.

10:00 PM all us kids were coercing my dad to light one.

11:00 PM even my uncles and aunts were in on pressuring my dad to light one spinning fountain.

My dad was one patient man. He wanted to light them at exactly 12 midnight. But 3 hours of wisecracks and pressuring from all of us could break even a saint into converting. So he did break.

At 11:45PM, my dad agreed to light 1 spinning fountain, just to shut us all up. I'll say it again, JUST ONE SPINNING FOUNTAIN. We all gathered around the "invention" and we were all excited. Cameras were ready and everybody crimping their eyes to adjust to the fabulous light show about to happen. He lighted the one on the left side of the frame. THEN THE INEVITABLE HAPPENED...

You see, fire tends to spread fast, especially when there are flammable stuff laying around it. My dad forgot that he placed ALL of the fireworks together and the whole contraption started to light up. One spinning fountain led to lighting the other spinning fountains, then the cylinder fountains started to light up too. It lead to the Baby Rockets being lit up and they were just lying there. So, rockets went flying from all over the place. Windows were broken. Everybody was so afraid that we all ended up running inside our houses. The heat it generated was unbearable. Then the Judas Belt was lit up, this caused the whole thing to fall. The Spinning Fountains fell on the street and flew from the frame. People were screaming and children were crying! It was a whole 15 minutes of fiery horror!

After 15 minutes the whole thing stopped. It became a burning frame of epic failure. As we were going out of our hiding places, the clock stroke 12:00. People from nearby started to greet each other, "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The sky lighted up with expensive fireworks from nearby communities. All we were left with was this fire we needed to extinguish.

Everybody was guilty of something so nobody was about to say, "I told you so." My uncles started to extinguish the fire. My dad helped. We were all silent then and only the echoes of faraway greetings and distant fireworks were heard. Then, for some reason, we all started laughing. The whole street was filled with the laughter from our place.

My dad's plan was to make that New Year's Eve get together memorable for all of us. It may not have been the best laid plan but I'd debate anyone who would say he didn't succeed. Happy New Year dad!