For the record, this was completely unexpected. I loved my Spade. For years since I was in fifth grade Spade has been my online dwelling, and it held hundreds of my thoughts and ideas. But in the oddest of circumstances, my host, okashira.net, had expired just a few days ago, and with it all my saved archives. And it doesn't end there. My old blogger account, another place I can retrieve all my Spade babblings since its humble beginnings almost a decade ago, is suddenly inaccessible to me. This is probably due to that single time when I went online in Bohol and distractedly moved my account to Beta without remembering neither my username or password.

In other words, it's partly my own fault why I'm being forced to start anew with this blogspot, layout-less, title-less blog. Risk wise, being the risk averse person that I am, Blogspot is a whole lot more stable in terms of hosting services, and since for the last few years I've reduced my site into a single-page blog, Blogspot will be sufficient for my needs.

Maybe I do need a new blog anyways. It doesn't seem to be a very earth-shattering time in my life to find a change in blogs significantly valuable, and in a few years I'll probably forget when exactly did I make this big-ish change, as well as all the things I lost with the loss of Spade. But maybe it is time. Circumstances have made it so. Who knows?

Nothing has really changed anyways, from where I left off in Spade (for those of you who read if obediently). I'm still a UP junior, taking Economics. I'm still me. Except many pounds heavier from the vacation. But I will lose all this fat..Trust me on that.

This afternoon in Mercury drug I learned that my fat mass was 41 lbs. Tsk. Within the normal range, according to that health contraption, but still, tsk.

I had a wonderful time in Bohol. Great. Awesome. I can't say the same thing with my clothes though, they prolly didn't have much of a great time having to carry around a more filled out Vigile. I'm really surprised though, at how some people I'd think would take my weight gain so badly had accepted it at a drop of a hat, no questions asked. For someone so used to being ridiculed because of my weight, it seemed unnervingly pleasant that some people don't mind. I'm not talking about my dad though. He one of those who's taking it severely. He is very disappointed in me.

But yeah, I did have a blast in Bohol. There was food and seawater everywhere. Swim here swim there. So many people around my grandma's house this time, which happens only once in, what, three, four years? It was just great.

My parents have been talking about travelling to the United States this summer these past few days. Since my father's deaship will be over by the end of the academic year, and, conveniently, he has a convention to attend in Washington DC, they've been tinkering with the idea. We'll have no problem with lodgings there anyway, so many relatives, so many places to stay. (haha...assuming) there's just this little problem about the fare. We'll be draining our savings again. Then again, my parents are getting older, and they probably better be taking advantage of the last few decades of their youth to travel before it becomes too difficult for them.

I'm 49% excited about the idea and 51% reluctant. They plan to make me stay there for a month. Many things can happen in a month...

I'll worry about that when it comes. For now I'll be happy with the things that make me happy. I'll take advantage of the experiences I've been given the chance to experience while its here. I'll continue to work as best I can in my studies for my parents.

It sounds as though I'm dying. But if I lose a huge chunk of my life this summer, an equally big chunk of me will die. That's an 80% hack off my downloaded life.

I guess that means there's no summer classes for me.

Good morning world.