It's that time of the year again, where scary tv shows like Misteryo and Noli De Castro's Magandang Gabi Bayan is in a Halloween Special. Where Conjuring and Insidious is airing, as well as the classics like Nightmare on Elm Street and Friday the 13th is being shown on air. It's that time of the year again where kids come knocking at your door wearing costumes of creepy characters like Freddy Kreuger, Jason Voorhes, Trolls and Smurfs (wait that S*** is scary). Oh wait! We're in the Philippines! We're not in America! Oh snap we just cut ties with America. Well hello China.
It's that time of the year again when you go to the cemetery to visit someone who passed away, entering the Manila North Cemetery is like entering hell on November 1. You have got to brace yourself with those people who seem to look like those Jejemon creatures from the purgatory, staring at you, smiling, wearing their big Caps and Shirts, and God, oh God the trash is everywhere! You must endure those things to reach the grave of your loved ones.
Now while at the cemetery you start talking about the good times you had with them. Not the scary things on that day but the beautiful things.
Let's go back, I remember the time when my uncle was still alive, he told me that if I became famous doing gigs and rock bands, I'll go to him and make him my manager. But unfortunately, life is somewhat unpredictable, he died, still so fresh in my mind, his funeral. I miss that guy. Really nice person. Remembering him makes me feel melancholic (wow deep term).
Speaking of deaths, my grandfather, he is a respected man, my father looks up to him and I do too. I remember the time when I go to his office and he gives me 50 pesos in a red envelope called Ang Pao, but I was surprised when I found out that he's been giving my brother a hundred pesos. Talk about favoritism? Just kidding. I even remember the time when we ate at a restaurant called Max's, I was a big kid back then, i was fat (unlike now i'm sexy as hell) he told me he will join me in an eating contest because of how big I eat. I could eat 2 large chickens in a single sitting. I must be a mutant. Oh man.
Lastly my grandmother form my mums side, she always makes me laugh, like the time before she left our house that she'll make sure that the dogs smell her armpits to make them remember her. Also do you know the Proben? Sold for like 10 to 20 pesos, the chicken skin from the nearest street food vendor near you? Well yeah she brings a hell lot of those when coming to our house, well that explains why the back of my neck starts to hurt.
I miss those guys, I will always remember them in my heart.
Now, do you remember someone who is so dear to you and are you gonna go and visit them this coming November?
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