THE DIARY GAME: FEB. 20, 2021: Visitors, it was us.
Feb 20,2021
I thought we will only stay in Laguna for 3 days, but because of the dirty, bloodied sheets in the villa, as well as ants everywhere, we went straight to their house in Cavite.
I got both my knees scraped after riding Erich's bike. Erich accompanied me in a short while, running while I struggled to ride the bicycle before she got too tired and went back inside. I didn't know it was hers all these time, good thing I asked whose it was cuz I thought it was Sis Arra's.
My face almost planted the pavement, prevented only by my small hands. Thanks to me wearing leggings, my knees were cushioned and managed to survive with minimal damage.
After some time, it started to dry. And only then did I felt the pain, it's even hard for me to move now. Harder to move than that time my fresh wound sticks on my jeans.
Speaking of Erich, this girl pulled my hair and told me not to brush my teeth. She's just playing but my god, she volunteered to put alcohol on my wound because she finds it funny to see me in pain. They don't get along well with her sister, though I can see why, but maybe that's why she sticked with me.
We visited a mausoleum. Madam was born in 1927, died 2014. Everyone is trying to scare everyone on the way.
Then there's Sidney and Heen. Sidney was a huge girl and Heen a 2 month old shih tzu puppy. Sidney is a poor leashed pet, she is basically a prisoner, loved only when she was a puppy. Now she eats rocks and can't barely move in her place, no one really plays with her and people only visit when feeding time arrives. It is the same for many dogs around the globe, no wonder she was so happy and excited when she saw us. It's probably fear what drives people away from her, she's too strong and fast you see and you never know when she will bite someone. They said she doesn't bite but she barked at me so chances of me asking for permission to walk her slimmed down. I believe there are no bad animals so I will still try to love her.
(Sidney doesn't bite, even if it's a stranger. She let me touch her after I feed her, I garnered her trust fast.)
Heen in the other hand is the favorite of everyone. He had short legs, crossed eyed, and poops on the floor, which brother cleaned after twice now. Heen loves to gnaw on my fingers and chase after people, he also smells bad. He's cute and I played with him before, which I usually do with animals.
(Heen sleeping beside my foot. A shih tzu dog who loves to bite everyone. Beloved by everyone.)
PS: this must have been written in a physical notebook but because of my laziness to write it down, I only managed to write down half of it.