I just got home from church. My mom, chi, ate mae, cousin liaa, and I attended the Easter Vigil that lasted for 2 and a half hours. It was all worth it. I feel more fulfilled, although I don't know why. I want to write about so many things since last Thursday, but I couldn't, since I felt that if I did do that, my mom would barge into the room and once again lecture me about Jesus' suffering and stuff like that. I was so happy that Studio 23 silently answered my prayers by the 11-episode marathon of Gilmore Girls last Maundy Thursday. I was more than happy to watch - I so love the Gilmore Girls. They're the reason why I don’t like to go out on Saturday nights.
Babaw I know, but I just love watching them. The bond that Rory and Lorelai have is just something I'm so jealous of. As much as I love having a big and complete family, I envy the bond that Rory and Lorelai have. They are the best of friends, yet they're mother-daughter. How I wish I could talk to my mom about anything and everything - such as boys and stuff. I get to tell her everything
naman - like what happens to me in school, the people I encounter, how I feel, and more, but somehow, she’s not exactly 100% supportive of the things I want. but I love her, I really do =) On that same day- Thursday - instead of having our annual Visita Iglesia on Maundy Thursday, we attended the service at the Methodist Church. The Pastor chose Papa to be one of the disciples. Yeah, the pastor washed Papa's feet. And for the first time in my life, I also saw women acting like disciples. That's one of the things I like about the Methodist Church, they're not chauvinists. Anyway, I was extremely proud of my Papa because he helped this really old lady, who had a difficulty walking, walk up the stairs to the altar. My great-uncle, Tito Juanito (Tayag) who we fondly call Daddy Toto, as he was the one who was responsible for my Mama and my aunt's grade school and High school education, passed away last Thursday at 9am. It was really sad. Ate Mae, Chi, Liaa and Cara (my cousins), and I went to his wake last night at Loyola. We all cried when we got there coz the people from his parish were there, leading the rosary and singing Church songs. By the end of the night, I wondered whether I was in a party or in a wake. My uncles entertained all of us (Tayag family) by telling us stories of their schooling experience. It was hilarious. I remembered my great-grandma's wake, it was also like that. It's always like that, whenever my family gets together. And because of this, I have to say that
I am proud to be a Tayag. They're all proud of it. My great-grandpa was one of the first medicine graduates at the UST Med School, and yet, his kids weren't at all that bright. Only 3 of his 7 students were the ones who were really smart. They used to be really rich. But my great grandparents died at such an early age. Ironically, the not-so-rich kids my great-grandpa had as scholars (i.e. his nieces and nephews) were the ones who are now really rich and really successful. But despite my family's background, we are all happy. Really happy. It's Holy Week, right? Which made me miss my Paopao and my uncle and aunt more. I so miss them. They're in Baltimore, lonely and all. We're all supposed to be visiting them this year, but because of the things that happened in January, we couldn't go. And I'm not bitter that we wouldn't be able to go there. I'm content with what I have. And I have my family. Couldn't be happier. =) after all, I'd be living in the States right after I pass the boards. About 3 years from now. Sad... I so miss everyone. Missin school (can't believe I'm saying this!!!). I only miss school because I miss my friends. Ahahahaha. We're going out this coming Wednesday
naman eh, to watch Ms. Congeniality 2... I might watch MYMP on Wed night too.. and I have to go to Chi's grad party - her class would be having this party and chi asked gino if he could play for them. He's so in demand tlaga. =) I miss him. I miss his voice. I haven't talked to him for 3 days na. He's in Bicol right now eh, but he'd be going home tomorrow. I so can't wait. Mahina signal in Bicol kasi eh, he couldn't call or text me. Pahirapan magtext grabe!! I just love him so much. Because of the man that he is and is trying to be. *haaay*
PICTURES:

me and inna - 1st sem @ a uaap game

me and abbie - after enrollment (last sem)

me and oana

inna, me and abbie

abbie, me, inna and oana

oana, me, abbie, and inna with kenken
FAMILY PICTURES
nanay, me, ate mae, chi, and mama - chi's grad

me, papa, chi, and mama

me and the graduate