How are you?

I wonder how the guys are doin’ right now. What they’re up to. Are they the same playful, sometimes serious yet smart people I used to be with? Do they’ve gained, reduced, or maintain not only their weights and physical attributes but also their naughtiness and inner wits I used to love?

Holiday season is fast approaching and once again, I missed my barkada/classmates/friends…a lot.. Remember those days when we spent sleepless nights to prepare for the next day’s demo. Got no thesis cuz our defense is an everyday presentation with the teacher/professor who’re ought criticizing. But those are the days when I’m grateful for having such supportive fans..Kidding!

A room of 40-50 teacher hopefuls who got porridge/congee/lugaw for lunch with either tofu or egg for side dishes. And when we’re fed up with those, we’ll end up with 3-piece siomai or pancit canton with rice instead. Happy are those memories that stucked into my head (aside from porno films some of our classmates would bring and watch over the laptop inside a friend’s supposed to be editorial office). Hope they’ll still remember me. Soon it’ll be my birthday, hope we’ll see each other again..

P.S.
For those of you who I am, please shut your mouths cuz I’m really writing this “Sows”…

One night..only?

You had me at hello. Yes, as your smile implies, you got me. It’s like serendipity when we exchange glances. An elite type who lives only in fantasyland where romeo and juliet exists. All tensions were sealed by me..with a kiss..and another..No reservations whatsoever, he lie down beside me. The one who titillate me to spend nights in Rodanthe and booomm! It’s like feast of love when we touch.. Was it just my luck that I got this man beside me? Or by chance that we are the hottie and the nottie?

It’s 6a.m., time to leave. My blueberry nights became steamy because of an hour of cautious lust. And beyond our boarders, he manages to have a walk with me. A memorable one.

We met, smile, chat, cuddle. It all happened in one night. Can this be called my summer of love? Nope. don’t think so. It’s just the beginning of Endless love.. (simply because it’s not summer anymore..;-)

Wazzup?

She’s the one I’m into when that people ruined my entire training at the office.  She’s always packed with all sorts of comforting, humiliating and thought-provoking words I needed to get rid of my inner EMO-ness.  She scolded me things that only mothers knows best..Peace! hehe..And how could I forget the times she boast her knowledge about the culture, sayings, traditions, mangas, and everything Japanese. 

She’s half filibustera and half indio..Hehe!  Well a lot of people regarded her being boyish and simply a snob.  Who cares?  As long as you know yourself more, there’s nothing to pity about!

Happy birthday, Jacq!  Your my number one fan! Haha! Gotcha!  And I must say,

“it’s been a long time, and I’ve missed a friend!”

Espesyali por yu..

hindi mo kayang saktan ang taong walang espesyal na pagtingin sayo..

 

 

 

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hindi ka kayang saktan ng isang tao maliban na lang kung espesyal siya sayo…

 

 

 

ngayon, alam mo na ba kung baket ang saket?

 

 

 

 

o alam mo na ngayon at mapapaisip, “kaya pala!”

 

 

 

 

Only Hope..

I was lying on my bed one afternoon.  As my eyes was shutted, the wind keeps on swaying my hair.  As peaceful as it may sound when someone whispers on my ear,

“Come with me..”

I slightedly opened my eyes and see a blurred image with a posted pearly white smile.  I smiled back and prepared to get up.  A white curtain strikes in front of me and behind it was Mang Boy.  As I remembered, he’s been diagnosed of liver cancer and been buried few years ago.  He reached for my hand without saying a word.  Now I’m puzzled,

“Where am I?”

I turned around and saw my children.  All were in the amidst of tears towards someone lying on the bed.

“Please don’t leave us!!”

My eldest was on the top of his lungs as he tries to wake up the reckless body.

“All we can do for now is to pray harder.  The patient’s potassium level and vital signs has dropped and only prayers could revive her..” the doctor said as he entered the room.

I was horrified to see my body.  A lifeless one.   With all tubes connecting my mouth and machines on my side.  I turned back to Mang Boy and he’s still reaching for my hand.  Now my eyes filled with tears.  All of my memories of the past flashbacks – my poor lifestyle that leads to diabetes, complication of the heart; and now, I’m on the middle of life and death.  I closed my eyes as hard as I could, bend my knees and prayed. 

“Please let me have a chance to make things right..”

I opened my eyes and filled with happiness as I see my children one by one, hugging me.  Relatives and friends ask how am I doing for a long sleeping hours.  Smile is the only answer I can give them. 
I saw a guy’s image heading the door.  I forced myself to get up, sit down and widened my eyes to familiaze myself with him.  He turned his back on me, wave in farewell and post a smile – the same smile I saw with Mang Boy’s.  With a blink, he disappeared..