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Friday, September 01, 2006

getting that September high.


i was pumped early today.
nope, i am not experiencing a sugar rush nor have i just gotten off the gym.

i am a tad perky compared to the few mornings that have passed simply because it's September.

the first of September to be exact. the first day of the first month with "BER".

it's enough to give me that kind of high.

enough to launch a personal text brigade and greet friends a "MERRY CHRISTMAS!"

and why not?
the Philippines is known for celebrating the most-awaited Yuletide season the longest. kicking it off at the onset of September and putting a close to the celebration after the first Sunday of January - The Feast of the Innocents (Los Ninos Inocentes, as my mom would always remind us).

a few friends find it rather absurd. even weird of me to give them a rather 'chirpy' Christmas greeting...roughly three months in advance.

see, Christmas happens to be my most favorite season. i look forward to it than my birthday -not because i get to receive presents, (fact is i only receive few presents, tangible ones. But then am not complaining and that merits another blog entry) but simply because the air has that certain feel about it..almost magical.

it's the time when families arrange get togethers. eat together. laugh together. engage in silly games. exchange gifts. get re-acquainted with second, third (even fourth and fifth!) degree relatives. sleepovers. Christmas bonding for siblings. Christmas outings for cousins.

(actually, it's also the time for the 'oldies' to get the young ones 'roasted' - berate faults, recount shortcomings, in a cheeky loving way of course.
absurd it may seem, but sometimes, one would get into thinking that these reunions are affairs carefully plotted to 'interrogate' and plague the single members of the family...

for single women like me, it's time to work on those callouses when the dreaded gasps and questions such as "so, when are you getting married?", "why don't you find yourself a boyfriend?", "you don't have a boyfriend yet? why?" would suddenly pop all over the place and then all eyes would be on you. yes. why not?
and then it's time to placate them that much as you would want to start a family of your own, Mr. Future seems to be having trouble finding his way to your very doorstep, much more to your heart. yes, this is a familiar scenario. which by the way, not only happens during Christmas but in every family gathering, but the queries would be reaching its feverish pitch especially during Christmas Season. whew! 'nuf said.)

as i was saying, Christmas has that certain air of magic which allows you to be a kid and adult at the same time. allowing one to reminisce yesterday's events and the happenings in the not-so-distant past.

i have always dreamed of myself sitting beside a glowing tall evergreen - with all of its trimmings, candies and glittering balls - sitting side by side with someone special on a cold, nippy morning. i think that's romantic.

and yes, i love Christmas because one can wax nostalgia and romantic and be happy all at the same time.

First Day High?

make mine SEPTEMBER CHRISTMAS HIGH. >wink!<

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