March 27, 2005 11:43pm

Happy Easter! The Riveras came over today. We had our first Easter Egg Hunt and we also went to The Picture Company. Really cool. Zaza cooked a really good meal for everyone and since I’m not much help in the kitchen, I served the adults their lunches. I did a pretty good job.

After lunch, everyone stayed in the dining table and just talked about stuff. Topic was Euthanasia. It’s now a really big issue in the US because there’s this woman who has been in the tube for 15 years and her husband wants to pull the plug already. He brought the thing to court and the decision was to indeed pull the plug. However, the parents of this woman protest because they say she’s still alive and could still respond to them. They’re saying that it’s their right on deciding whether or not to pull the plug since they’re the parents. Of course, other personal issues surfaced that the husband were only after the insurance money. But I thought about this issue for some time now. I’ve been seeing it on the news. I’m actually torn. I dunno what to think because prolonging the life of that person is just a waste of money and personally, I think of life as something to be lived to the fullest and staying in a bed where you can’t even communicate with the people around for the rest of your life ain’t living at all. It’s more like torture. I mean, being alive and breathing with your heart pumping blood is different from living. But! Since the people who visit her said that she smiles when she sees them and stuff. That made me stop and really think about it. But since according to Tito Mulong and Tita Joy, those aren’t responses, but reflexes made it all clear. Pull the plug! But then again, it’s a lot easier to talk about it. But if something like that happens to me…you know what to do.

Then as expected, we talked about the thing in Dependable. It actually just started with us three: Tita Joy, Tita Chona and moi. Everyone knows how I love gossiping. I admit that. But we weren’t gossiping. We were simply talking about what happened and we were just exchanging our thoughts and feelings about the matter. We’re all hurt by what happened. I’m mostly mad and Tita Chona feels the same way. Tita Joy on the other hand is torn since we’ve considered them family and letting them go to jail would be really painful. She’s worried about the family. But we’re all just having a hard time accepting what happened. But of course, in this family where everyone loves to talk about things like this, everyone had to have a say. The only thing left to do was to have a family meeting. We all gathered outside by the pool and while the little kids were swimming, the adults started the discussion. We all agreed that the law should be upheld. I agree completely with her going to jail and paying the consequences of her actions. I quote Alicia Keys in this one: What goes around comes around, what comes up must come down. Kapamilya or not, she has to face the consequences. It’s obviously very painful for us to do this, but what needs to be done has to be done. Mama, of course can’t help but be balimbing. She’s caught up in the middle of this. But she still agrees with everyone.

Papa got drunk from drinking red wine and Asti. He basically spent the rest of the afternoon jabbering about God knows what. But he’s cool. He gave me 1k today for my services, and promised me to give me because he hasn’t given me anything yet for my birthday. Haha!

After hearing the 7:30pm mass, we headed for Congo Grill. We still talked about the Dependable issue and Dad kept being who he is, saying how it’s the management’s fault, bleh. I think it’s only tonight he understood how difficult it is to run a family business. The four of us kept asking questions about everything, having our own inputs. (Ahhh…the wonders of having family dinners.). We’ve talked about so many things. Then a revelation that really shocked me, I guess us 4. (Damn…humans are really intriguing, huh. Man, it sucks I wasn’t able to take up Psychology!). I wouldn’t have imagined that. But it made me realize that my whining about how my life sucks seemed so frikking shallow.

My favorite movie of all time is *drum roll* Meet Joe Black. A-duh! And Bill’s long lecture to Susan sums it all up. There’s this line: To make the journey and not fall deeply in love is not having lived life at all. Sure man, you all know I’m a romantic, but I seriously believe in this (that’s why I can’t wait to fall head over heels!). But life’s tough. I guess that’s a privilege not everyone gets to experience? Or maybe people have gone totally in sane about money. People marry not because of love, but because that person could give them financial stability. Marriage falls apart. Parents turn to their own world, almost forgetting about their kids. And it really sucks that kids get to be victims of this harsh reality that they have no control over. A young boy get traumatized and most of the time, they don’t recover. It's really sad. So he turn to drugs at such a young age trying to forget. But they grow up and it continues to haunt him. He starts their own family, but can't really be a good father or husband. So he turns to the only solution he can think of. Goes in and out of rehab but it's already hopeless. I don't think he deserves to know the current problem or else...ayayayayay!But isn’t it important to understand that the mother could have changed all that by being a good mother but she didn't do that. She was selfish and proud. Damn. I really don't know what to think. I mean...growing up in a poor family isn't her fault either. To look for financial support than love could have been her life goal. However, giving up is not an option, especially for a mother, I think. Being a bad parent is a mortal sin, personally. Family is where everything starts man! Oh criminy. Life's sooo complicated.

Knowing the harsh realities of life makes me appreciate everything and everyone I have. I'm truly blessed and all my whining, feeling like having my cellphone being stolen is the biggest crisis in the world seems so frikking shallow. I feel so guilty thinking about myself all the time. Criminy! I've no right to complain.

This Holy Week's been a good one, I must say.