Biyernes, Oktubre 26, 2007
I feel like writing something today just because it's Hanna's birthday. [My backgroud music: xylophone rendition (plus a little bit of piano and a wind instrument) of ff8's Eyes On Me.]Today, my thoughts are full of her, just like all the other days... but compared to these past few days, today's fuller..or should I say, it has never been like this for a month now. Perhaps because today, I made close contact with her, which I haven't done for God knows how long. I went to their place sporting a U.S.T. shoulder bag (for no particular reason but scarcity of resources), and when I got there, I was distinctly happy to see her mother greeting me and gesturing me to come in. I smiled and I greeted back. It was the first time that I did not feel any kind of discomposure (this is not to say that she is frightening or intimidating...I'm not being defensive either). I guess it just feels that way when it comes to meeting a girlfriend's parents and relatives. Anyway, I sat on the sofa and I was reminded again of my inability to converse with the most very-important-persons in the world. (yes, I sucked) I waited there for the birthday girl to come out of her room, and when she finally came out... it struck me how I really missed her.
I ate spaghetti and roast beef - both are her father's cooking. It was really delicious! (wah sipsip?haha) Although too bad I stocked myself with food antecedently, I therefore denied myself of full appreciation and coupled with a bit of shame, the prospect of a second and a third serving was blasted to oblivion. After nearly reaching my gut's maximum capacity, along came the ube cake her mother offered me. I couldn't say no, and so after pausing for a few seconds every now and then, I finished everything! rawr! ;p
Random thought: oh, I hate it when people couldn't resist repressing their desire to text me and end up sending multiple text messages that contain the same thing - blank. How I cherish their thoughtfulness, really, although I don't know how to repay them. Indeed, it's a proven fact that when your name is among the first listed on phonebooks, the more you will be contacted. Apparently it's a blessing that my name usually hit the top of the list of everybody's phonebook.
Although we haven't talked of anything serious, whatever conversation we had was enough for me. It's not like I was expecting something cosmic to happen, or something like that. Or was I?... not. She sat beside me, reading the book "Marrying Buddha" I gave her as a gift. It was actually not my best pick for her, because the book is all about "a woman going wild," as how one magazine had commented the novel. But that was her request (well, not really a request because I asked her what book she'd like to get her hands on and then she said she wanted.... you know what I mean) and so I subdued any form of conservatism in me as I handed her the gift.
She handed me something to read as she started reading her newest book. We both sat there, reading for quite a while. My mind shifted from the book to the girl sitting right next to me. I enjoyed the book, which was her sister's.. I hope she did too, with mine.
It was not long when I finally said good bye. But before I left, I had a strange desire to talk to her sister about something and yet I don't know what.
Random thought2: How would you react if somebody thanked you for greeting him/her a happy birthday when in truth, u don't have the faintest idea what the crap that person's talking about?.. and you didn't even know it was that person's birthday in the first place? Wanna know what I did? I told her, "your welcome! hehe". Simple. What if he/she retorted by asking, "how did you know it was my birthday?" You just tell that person this -- "uhh, sa friendster! haha!" ...and then you hit the road, or have spastic attacks, or simply log out from your messenger account.
[background song: "Take a Bow" by Madonna]
P.S. I forgot to mention something cosmic did happen! That birthday girl erased my cellphone's message counter! It was never cleared since my very first "message sent" and "message received"!!!!!!!!!... holy shit. That was freakin' 4 yrs ago. Why must this happen? Now that I've thought of it, I could've punched her in the face if she were an ordinary friend.
Just for future reference: up until this date, my 3220 nokia phone has this record: 624++ msgs sent, 619++ msgs received.
(Blogspot: have mercy, don't erase this until I die.)
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Martes, Oktubre 09, 2007
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Lunes, Oktubre 08, 2007
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Miyerkules, Oktubre 03, 2007
Payo ng isang pilosopo kay Berong:Matinik ang landas ng itinadhanang pag-ibig. Iyan ang dahilan kung bakit mo inurungan. Kapag tinahak mo na ang landas na ito, at natinik-tinik na ang iyong talampakan, hangga't akala mong di mo na matitiis, ngunit tiniis mo pa -- sa wakas magiging pangkaraniwang tao ka.
Noong nahulog ang loob mo kay Hinay, nahulog ka sa iyong tunay na kahulugan. Ang pag-ibig na tumubo sa loob mo ay siyang anak ng tunay mong pagkatao. Iyan ang dahilan kung bakit ngayong humiwalay ka kay Hinay, nadarama mong hindi ka na ikaw. Akala mo yata'y basta't aksidente ang pakikipagtagpo ninyo ni Hinay. Sasabihin mong tao kang palaging may saan at kailan. Kapag naiwan mo na ang isang saan, at nakalipas na ang isang kailan, karapatan mo nang limutin at itapon na parang gula-gulanit na baro, sa basurahan ng iyong alaala: at tumakas sa bagong saan at kailan. Sinasabi ko sa iyo na may pangyayaring sumisigaw sa kalooban mo at, dinggin mo man o hinde, ang saan at kailan nito'y magiging dito at ngayon mo, magpakailan man.
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