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Friday, March 23, 2007
after waiting eternally in front of the computer, here comes a new (and probably long) entry. last weekend was spent in Ifugao and to my surprise, i willingly paid Php10.00 for a Php7.00 worth of tabloid. right then and there i realized that crossword puzzles are my addiction. i have been hibernating (which is nothing new) from my friends and acquaintances for quite a long time. been consistently absent from all the parties, dinner and lunch dates i have been invited to for two reasons: one is that i no longer dig long drives much more the terrible traffic in metro, and two: i feel im at my ugliest these days. yes, i am once again a walking big zit. but as i was eating lunch somewhere in manila while waiting for the NBI office to open, i accidentally saw one of my best friends whom i havent seen for ages. what are the chances?! she was crying days before that and telling me we really have to see each other. so at least she'll have someone sensible to talk to. but then its inconvenient for both of us. i mean, i live in marikina. she lives somewhere near e. rodriguez and works in makati. but there in manila, far from both our own territories, we saw each other without even planning it. sometimes you find yourself in a place without clearly understanding why you are standing there but then some thing happens and you realize that somehow you are exactly where you're supposed to be. does that ever happen to you? last night i got a call from my friend, Andrea. she asked how ive been doing lately and as i was narrating my boring and blurry life (if you can even call it a life), she interrupted me. "wait, parang nagbago ka.. ayun! maarte ka ngayon!" she lives in Forbes, Makati.. meaning she herself is coño and maarte (but i love her to bits!) so its really funny how she even noticed my being maarte last night. "eh kasi maarte yung kausap ko," i replied. but deep inside i was wondering whether she also recognized my accent. i wasnt aware of it too until some bitch said it outloud. "alam mo pataas yun intonation mo. parang american high school. parang there's this one time..( while she tried too hard to mimic american pie).. my twitch sa dulo. please be natural." if only i ran out of patience at that time, i could have answered back "sorry, eto ang natural ko. marunong akong mag-english! f*ck you." speaking of Andrea, she's turning 25 tomorrow and is throwing a birthday bash tonight. she's been trying to pimp me and hook me up with her guy friends. but i expect you already guessed where i would be later. yes, more or less, i'll be in my blue room thinking of my future. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, REA! Labels: the color of my life Bone painted the world at 1:40 AM| |
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because if you choose silence, people take advantage of you.
because if you dont speak, they will tell lies. because if you dont care and simply live life, they make up stories. because if you are loved, others will bring you down.
sometimes, you need a place you can call your own. where all you see and hear is the truth. a place where you see colors instead of just black&white. a happy place. home.
