3 Posts i cannot make.

the past weekend and today were very interesting days and i so badly wanted to write a post but I am so sleepy. i only had about 4 hours of interrupted sleep before I rushed to board the earliest bus to the city (leaving my husband and kid behind) so I can be at the office by 830am. I spent the morning half of the day on field work, travelling again (trip to city took 3 hours then there's 2 jeepney rides then there's a ferry boat ride then another jeepney ride...oh well.). there's also a report that i need to write, which i apparently can't do, given my present condition. i am so sleepy, more sleepy than i am tired and my brain is begging for some rest.

i wanted to make these 3 separate posts:

1. about the wonderful visit we had at this sugarcane mill of one of the old-rich families in one of the towns in my province. the place looked like an abandoned insudtrial community with broken old heavy equipment and a dilapidated mansion. most of the heavy equipment were manufactured outside the country-- the farm equipment and the big truck were clearly american made, the crusher, gears and machineries used to grind the sugarcane were from glasgow--in late 1800s. apart from the machineries being humongous, the old acacia trees were especially big also, they dwarfed the day laborers chopping the sugarcane endings for replanting.

i was terribly disappointed when the camera conked out before i had time to be creative. most of the pictures were taken in snapping frenzy.

i will remember to write about this before the week ends.


2. about the crazy discussions regarding valentine's day. there's a group of people and then i joined them for field work and then over lunch i listened to their crazy stories. most of it involved discussion on sex, religion, marriage, weddings, relationships and, of course, valentines day. plus a 5-minute lecture on GATT. well-rounded lunch (which only 3 of 13 people discussed, because well, only three of us knew about it. damn. frustrating).


3. about my mother and her lack of respect for group dynamics. i will just probably rant about her on this one but i promised myself (and my mentor-friend) that i will talk to her about it. i can;t totally blame her for her lack of skills because maybe, she does not really know...although ignorance is never an excuse for anything, oh well. it's just embarassing listening to my father talk to his guests about the practice of sugar milling and having his conversation hi-jacked by my mother, interjecting about some trivial things she learned at a trade fair or how fresh and healthy the fish soup she's serving is. Guests end up speechless because they cannot not listen to my mother no matter how badly they needed my father to continue his talk.


that's all. i'm sleepy and i got things to do.

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but i've got a dinner date with friends tonight. i think i'll beg off tanduay ice this time.