Unravel Life 2

Fact: There are 20,000 high-class restaurants all over the world.

OK, here's the story. My brother, ever the wise spender, has made this self-proclaimed quest to gain the ultimate bragging rights: to dine at the top 100 restaurants here in the Philippines (he already has 12 or 13 crossed off The List, I think). I'm not really into food like my brother, who watches every culinary show in TV with bubbly delight, but since I'm bored and nothing to do, I decided to criticize my own set of restaurants. Not the five-star restaurants my brother goes to, I have neither the money nor the formality, but I'm going to criticize the quarter-star restaurants here in Los Banos.

Haha. With that explained, let's start criticizing! Weeeeeee!


Foodie Name: Tita Tess Canteen
Where: New Dorm, Evil Road, UPLB, Laguna

Why: Well, since this is my dorm canteen, I eat here every-freaking-day. I'll start here, since this is the place I could criticize with the most confidence.

Food: To my very own dorm cafeteria, I give them 6 smiles of satisfaction out of the possible 15. Normal everyday food, and they tend to repeat the meals throughout the week. Suspicious. Anyway, common and repetitive they may be, some of the meals they serve are quite delicious. If you happen to pass here in my dorm, I recommend the fish fillet and the chicken barbecue. They're good.

Price: This canteen, like every canteen on the world, only burns 1 hole in your wallet out of the possible 5. Convenient.

Staff: I'll give the staff P5.00 tip out of the possible P15.00. They smile at me when I buy stuff, that's good, but they have this bad habit of banging my change on the counter. Damn annoying. I have my palm held up, ready to accept my change, but what do they do? They freaking place the bills and coins on the counter like grenades from God's hand. They're helpful, though. They better be.

Place: I have two certificates for Tita Tess Canteen. The first certificate is the 'Certificate of No Fetus Confidence.' I have no doubt that they don't serve fetus in their meals. I have this fear that what I'm eating is fetus, so I tend to observe my meal first before diving in. Satisfyingly, there's no ears or eyes in my foodies. The second certificate is the 'Certificate of Nice Ambiance'. They have paintings hanged on walls, and there are enough florescent lights for me to see my food better. Pretty good place, with pink curtains and all.

Overall, I'll rank Tita Tess Canteen as 'not worth the adventure, but good'.

Well, I think that's it. Stay tuned for more (I'm going to criticize Tita Tess' rival next, the infamous Family Circle Canteen), and thanks a lot for reading. Have a nice day! ^^

Fact: There are different kinds of ghosts- wraiths, poltergeists, phantom, etc.

I saw a ghost last night.

It was 8.30 pm when I finished doing my blog last night, and since there were no dorm jeepneys on weekends, I was forced to walk the half-kilometer trip back to my dorm. When I finally arrived at the Evil Road-Main Street intersection, I stopped for a moment to pray and to increase the volume of my walkman to the max. With a long breath of air, I resumed walking.

After a few minutes, I reached the point of the journey where I have to walk past two abandoned houses to reach the happy place known as New Dorm. Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you about the abandoned houses. Along Evil Road, there was these two derelict houses complete with broken windows, creeping vines and unhinged doors. Freaking unholy. Like every haunted houses in every ghost stories, let us assume something pretty evil happened there.

And then the fog appeared. Not thick, I could still my surroundings, but it was definitely there. I hastened my walking, looking straight at the lamp post that marks the end of my journey, resisting the urge to look at the abandoned houses. And then- the most scariest event in my life happened. It lasted only for a few seconds, but still- it was so scary. Imagined or not, it's for you to decide.

The fog materialized to something that looks like a person. I stopped along my tracks, too scared to move. To my great surprise and fear, the foggy person stepped toward the abandoned houses and then turned its freaking foggy head to my direction (or what seems to my direction, it has no face, fortunately). And then, as if it was nothing but chocolate cake left on public CR, it vanished into thin air.

I ran the remainder of the trip toward New Dorm (no screaming, I still have some wits to protect my reputation, haha), with songs from High School Musical blaring from my earphones.

Like I said, the truth is for you to decide. As for me, I was terrified. I would never walk that damn street in the night- alone- again.

P.S. Ironically, I slept well that night, and I even have some good dreams. Hmmm. A compensation for the scary experience? Maybe.

Fact: Back in the 70's, a school's formality was based on the food served on the cafeteria.

Good food = good education. Surprising fact.

Anyway, classes just ended! Well, at least for me, others still have to take their finals exam, but still- CLASSES ARE NOW OFFICIALLY OVER! After a frantic day of exams, projects and hunting down missing teachers, the dreaded Hell Day is finally over the rainbow. The adventure is still not over though- I still have to collect all my class cards so I could transfer to Diliman. Great. I have to clean my rifles, these teachers could be so nasty sometimes.

Second thought, everyone. Block dinners. Perfectly fabulous. All that food, all that talking (especially the gossips, haha), it's definitely worth the time. It's great to talk with blockmates that I have lost connection since the end of the first semester. Fun. We talked until midnight, which is of course, bad for my dormitory record. When I got home that night, the night guard and I have a lovely discussion:

Night Guard watching TV. I walked casually toward the hallway.
Night Guard: Psssssssst.
I looked around, my eyebrows raised.
Night Guard: May late permit ka?
Scans brain for possible excuses. Found one.
Me: Late permit? Ano ho yun?
Night Guard: Di mo yun alam?
Me: Di po. May curfew po pala ang dorm?
Terrific lie. Watches Night Guard battling with his own conscience.
Night Guard: Oo, 10 pm.
Me: Di po ba pwede na warning muna for now..?
Night Guard: Sige, sige. OK ka naman yata eh.
Disturbed by that comment, but forces a laugh. Thanks Night Guard and resumes walking.

And there you have it. Haha. Thanks for reading, and good day ahead. ^_^

Fact: UP Diliman hosts the first Oblation, which was made by Prof. Guillermo Tolentino.

I went to UP Diliman yesterday to take care of my transfer papers. It was my first time there, and I have to say, the place was absolutely fantastic. Here's a summary of my day yesterday, from the moment I left Los Banos to the time I went back:

Fact: The first Blogger theme is a simple black and white template.

Just tweaking my blog, everyone. After 5 hours of searching the Internet for XML templates, I finally decided on this cool parchment template. I'm still searching for a minimalist template though, like the ones I used back in WordPress (not that I don't like Blogger, not at all). If you know places where I could find such templates, please let me know. Thanks. ^^

Anyway, a life update. First of all, a grand adventure involving my trip in Manila for the Holy Week. I'll blog about it soon, if I ever have the time to relax from all these projects in school. However, amidst all the evil projects and speeches, there's something to be excited about. It's summer vacation next week! No more long nights doing some group project, no more boring lectures, no more studying for some long exam, no more academic shit to untangle!

Just me and my sweet old computer.

OK, one of my groupmates just called me right now. Sounded mad and frantic. Here's our cute little conversation, translated to English:

Phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Where are you?"
"Wha-?"
"We're already here. Where are you?"
"I don't understand."
"There's a group meeting today. I texted you earlier."
Eerie silence here.
"Oh, yeah."
"You coming?"
Hesitance for a picosecond.
"OK."
Sigh from other line.
Hang up.

In case you're wondering, I didn't really forgot I have a meeting. I just like the feeling of having everybody wait for me. Pretty evil, I know. Haha. Got to go now, though. Thanks for reading, and have a good day. ^^

Fact: There are almost 120 million blogs on the whole wide world.

I didn't expect the blogosphere to be so damn massive. Personal blogs, political blogs, celebrity blogs, entertainment blogs, religious blogs, educational blogs, derelict blogs, kitten blogs, splogs, blogging blogs, you name it, they got it. And not just the blogs, even the bloggers themselves came from all walks of life. Anyone can blog. Your teacher might have a blog. The thief that stole your purse earlier might now be selling it in his blog. Heck, even that cute dog you saw earlier might have one. Needless to say, blogging is one of the latest fads of the 21st century.

And it was of no surprise that I myself was hooked.

First of all, an introduction. I am Keniwa Sentuna, a 16 year old college freshman from the Philippines. My hobbies include writing short stories, reading second-hand books, deciphering Leithold's famous TC7, and of course, blogging. My favorite motto is 'Eat hodie , sileo laxus , opus cras'. I just love to eat delicious foodies and to place my lazy ass on something that isn't on a classroom. Aside from eating and resting, I also like to search for new facts about the world we live in. This is the reason why my posts contain a Fact just before the main feature- so all of us could learn something new along the way.

I guess this is all I have to say for now. Let us know each other more as time passes. Thanks for reading my personal blog, and welcome to Unravel Life.