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* shakes head * I honestly don’t have anything to say.

 

But, okay, I’ll write about anything , randomly. * this is so burdensome * This will take some time to finish, I know it.

 

Okay….. I had a cousin, a boy,named JP. He lived next door to us back in the Philippines. He was my sister’s age, so I didn’t really get to play with him or anything. In 2000, he came here to the US to study. Actually, he just graduated from a Philippine university but wanted a US education to get ahead in the Philippines. He came to live with us, went to the same university as my sister and brother. Take note…. he lived with us for free. My parents knew his tuition fee was really high , being an " international " student, plus his living expenses, etc. so they didn’t ask anything  from him, I mean, zero. Totally free. It was  my parents’ contribution to his education. My parents knew that his parents weren’t really that rich . ( His father is my father’s first cousin.) He did manage to get an in-campus job, and that helped a lot to lessen the burden on his parents paying the full amount of his tution fees every semester. ( And, I was his favorite cousin. He called me Princess the whole time he was with us. I was in elementary then.) JP  took up Computer Engineering and graduated after 3 1/2 years, with honors. So, anyway, he went back to the Philippines in Sept. 2003. So, when we went to the Philippines in summer of 2004, he was our escort everywhere we went. Good thing he was between jobs that time. Then, in March , 2005, he died, at the age of 25, from undetected heart disease. He was playing basketball, and just collapsed , practically dropped dead right there on the basketball court….. a young man full of promise and dreams gone….

 

My mom was the one who received the bad news from my aunt. And I tell you, all of us, were sobbing, weeping, crying, especially my parents who treated him like he was their own son when he was with us. So, okay, something paranormal happened to us on the day he died. My mom was still awake at around 3 AM and couldn’t sleep. She was still awake but her eyes were closed when suddenly, it was like someone sprinkled water on her face. And she was like, wha! and she touched her face. Her cheeks and nose were a little wet. She got scared and looked at my dad, and felt relieved to hear him snoring. Oh, thank God he’s alive and snoring, she thought. So why did she think it was a bad sign ? It happened before to her brother. But it was their grandmother who passed away at the moment my uncle felt water on his face. Anyway, if that thing with mom occured at 3 AM, it was probably around 6 or 7 Pm in the Philippines, and yes, that was exactly the time my cousin collapsed.

 

My cousin Fred also had a strange experience with JP . The day before JP died, cousin Fred and his friends met JP at the mall. Cousin Fred introduced JP as his cousin whom he only meets at funeral wakes. < a rather tasteless joke, may I add > Cousin Fred and his friends all freaked out when they learned JP died the next day.

 

So, this would be the first time we’d meet JP’s family again since he died. Two years ago, his mom, Tita Hermie, cried when she saw my sister ( who went there on vacation ), and last year, she cried when she saw my dad, so I guess this year, she’ll be crying again when she meets us, especially my mom whom she knows really took good care of JP. Tita Hermie hasn’t recovered  from JP’s death, apparently.

 

My mother is what paranormal enthusiasts call " a sensitive ". That’s why I believed her when she told me to pay attention to my dreams and intuition. Intuitions, she says, are almost always , 100 % correct.

 

Today is voting day . You bet I’m going to exercise my right to vote. This is the only chance that I , an ordinary citizen  , am empowered to make changes for the greater good of the country. Any one who doesn’t exercise this right, has no right to complain whatsoever. Just saying.    

 

Well, this is it for the day. Peace and be happy.