at natuwa ang bata

it's ramadan and people here in the middle east are practically like vampires creeping out of their shelters and partying at night. and while there's really nothing productive else to do (aside from blogging, of course) i and my friends decided to hit the streets once again.

we passed by the same street where i got those water crystals. and i just couldn't resist the urge. just like in the play 'Oliver', i was like that little boy asking and begging "i want to some more."

i don't really know what, but there's something engaging with seeing a thing growing before your very eyes. oh oh! not that...you sleaze bug!

look! they are this small at the start. and then you put some amount of water, wait at least 30 minutes, and...

dyaraan!you can tell, i use old coffee glass jars. i even had to empty half-full of coffee just to accomodate them all.
i swear they keep on growing. this morning, i picked gel crystals on the floor, one by one, since the jars couldn't contain them. it was like picking 'alatiris', philippine version of cherries.

if only i could eat them. i swear they look so yummy.