hogwarts is mourning

i was at a dilemma last saturday, july 16. i was supposed to stay at home get some sleep and await the coming of the delivery man. but no, my friends have other things planned. they were to pick me up at 8 o'clock in the morning, get to morristown to wake up gina, drive to philly to pick dennis up, get lost along the way, drive to lancaster to meet old friends from DMC and all the while i am without sleep and wanting so much to get my hands on the Harry Potter book.



but since Harry can wait, i went with melinda, bajeck and gina to yet another one of our road trips that happens not so often. once again nag-feeling bum na naman kaming lahat the whole weekend. andaming nagyari, andaming kwentong siguradong mauulit-ulit pag nagkita-kita na ulit kami. ayan kami sa picture, feeling nasa chocolate factory ni willy wonka which is actually Hershey's Chocolate World in lancaster, sayang walang mga oompa loompa.


anyway, this is my Half Blood Prince post so enough of my lakwatsas. the next day after coming home from my road trip with the girls, i drove myself to the post office to get my copy of HBP. since i wasn't around when they were supposed to deliver it, i had to pick it up myself. when i handed the lady at the post office my pick up stub she automatically knew that it was a Harry Potter book.

post office lady: ooh another potter fan... you're late!
me: i know, i had a problem with my broomstick.
(na amuse yung babae)
pol: you should get yourself one of those firebolts.
me: i really should, but i don't have enough galleons.
pol: well, i hope you enjoy reading your book.
me: i will. thank you! you have a nice day!

so on with the book. it had the saddest ending among the series. i can't believe rowling would do such a thing. pages after i've read the part where the avada kedavra curse was used, i was still hoping to find something that would tell me that some reversal of sorts could be done. i was in denial. i was wishing that dumbledore would do a gandalf. but he didn't.



oh and the half blood prince! who would've thought it would be snape? that scheming, greasy haired professor. but a a lot of theories have been going around that snape did as dumbledore wishes. but still! anyway, maybe it's just me but i find chapter twenty six (THE CAVE)kinda LOTRish. you know, the part where the company was trying to get to the mines of moria and Gandalf was trying to find the door from a blank wall...the similarity is uncanny.

i actually read the book at work, in between anwering the call bells of the patients, giving their medicine and taking their vitals and i tell you, it's not a good thing to do. i am going to re-read it without interruptions this time and once again marvel at how these series of books is making a lot of waves to people of different ages. i wonder how many times would i read it before book 7 is released? man, it's gonna be the longest 2 years of my life.

the magic awaits

random loneliness

it's 3 o'clock in the morning and i am typing this at the nurses station while my patients are sleeping off their surgical pains and aches. in four hours, i would be going home to our apartment which i share with two other nurses and try to get some sleep. i've been on for three nights in a row and i am looking forward to the 3 days off that i would be getting starting today. i'll probably just take a catnap and then spend the rest of the morning contemplating on what to do the rest of the day.

it's getting quite pathetic the way my life here has become. true, i can buy whatever i want, i can go to places i want to go to, eat whatever my taste buds fancies, but it's not without the thought at the back of my mind if this is really what i'm cracked up to do and if this is really where i wanna spend most of my adult life.

i would've wanted to write how great my life here has been going, how my lovelife is getting so fucking awesome, how i wouldn't trade all of these for anything in the world. but i can't because then, it would be a half lie.

of course i could be the drama queen (that i sometimes am) and cry my eyes out every night. but what would that come to? it wouldn't bridge the miles from here to the philippines, it wouldn't erase the fact that i am alone here albeit with friends but still alone (if you know what i mean). the only thing it would come up to are puffy eyebags and loads of tissues piling up on my bedside table so enough of that.

good thing i have something to look forward to in the coming weeks. i have the Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince book coming my way on the 16th. that would definitely take my mind off things and of course theres the coming weekend with my DMC friends which promises to be a blast. so there, it's not gonna be that bad afterall.

something wonderful

it's amazing how one small thing can change my whole disposition amidst sore throat, fever and cough. all the while i thought ibuprofen caplets were the only ones that would get me through the day pain free, but there was definitely something better than that. something wonderful happened in a matter of time. i hope i'm not just getting ahead of things and believe that God really answers most of my prayers. i'm keeping my fingers crossed anyways.

now let me digress.....because jerry reminded me of this song while going through his blog , i went through old david benoit cds and since then track 3 of his "this side up" album has been repeatedly playing on my radio. a major last song syndrome i tell you. i've been humming it at work, while doing the grocery and even yesterday while playing bowling and billiards.

Land of the Loving

Deep in your eyes is a promise
Love can be ours if we want it
Starting tonight ev'ry dream I ever knew
Here in your arms I'm believing
Fin'lly my life has a meaning of its own
Here in the land of loving I am home

I was alone in the city
Searchin' for someone to find me
cold empty nights and a million strangers' eyes
Here in your arms I'm beginning
To leave behind all the loneliness I knew
Here in the land of loving there is you.

In this simple room magic is made
Though the world seems unchanged
Leave the lights on I'm a bit afraid
This might be just a sweet dream.

Deep in the night love is growing
Though I had no way of knowing
That when I found you I found ev'rything I need
Here in your love I'll be staying
Fin'lly my life won't be living all alone
Here in the land of the loving I am home.