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Coffee and Cookies
Friday, October 23, 2009
It all started with Joyce's 'good morning'.
Effie and I were both furious that morning (if you look at the image closely, you will see that we were planning to murder some people) and since I planned on going back to Muntinlupa, I asked her plans for that day. Then we learned that Joyce was planning to go back to Muntinlupa that day too. Effie and I owe Joyce a lot because we almost never see her, since she's in Manila and we're in QC. So after some time [and finally convincing Joyce that we all looked wasted and stressed - she doesn't want to be seen by people when she's in that state], we settled that we meet and have a cup of coffee later that afternoon.
I met Effie around 2pm and she took me searching for a good business attire. The searching didn't take long so we had to wait for Joyce for a looong time. Effie suggested that we visit PLMun [to see some people] to kill time wherein I happily agreed.
On the way to PLMun, someone told us that we ask the jeepney driver to drop us where we were at, at the very moment. And so we were dropped, somewhere on the way to the school. Not long after, a bunch of familiar faces appeared. So we got in the car with these familiar faces - Sir Doc, Sir Rico, Harvey, Eunice, Mark, and Dela. We were all headed to Festival Mall.
These familiar faces (except for Sir Rico who got off somewhere on the way to the mall), I guess, were supposed to have their own 'trip'. Effie and I were supposed to catch up with them after meeting Joyce but, I suddenly realized that I don't feel like being in that 'kind' of trip that evening. I don't know but I prefer to have coffee and cookies with Joyce. It's not that because Joyce might get mad. I think coffee, cookies, and chitchat sound so perfect. And that choice, I'm sure I will never regret the next morning.
And so we talked. About us, them, him, her, it, this, that, now, then, and even you. Yes, reader, you.
Walking on my way home, I realized one thing: It was only with them where I feel like I have not missed anything. That...in that one semester, one summer season, and that one particular school year that we were apart, not one thing has changed. In that long gap, there was neither difference nor distance created. It feels like I did not miss anything.
Effie and I were both furious that morning (if you look at the image closely, you will see that we were planning to murder some people) and since I planned on going back to Muntinlupa, I asked her plans for that day. Then we learned that Joyce was planning to go back to Muntinlupa that day too. Effie and I owe Joyce a lot because we almost never see her, since she's in Manila and we're in QC. So after some time [and finally convincing Joyce that we all looked wasted and stressed - she doesn't want to be seen by people when she's in that state], we settled that we meet and have a cup of coffee later that afternoon.
I met Effie around 2pm and she took me searching for a good business attire. The searching didn't take long so we had to wait for Joyce for a looong time. Effie suggested that we visit PLMun [to see some people] to kill time wherein I happily agreed.
On the way to PLMun, someone told us that we ask the jeepney driver to drop us where we were at, at the very moment. And so we were dropped, somewhere on the way to the school. Not long after, a bunch of familiar faces appeared. So we got in the car with these familiar faces - Sir Doc, Sir Rico, Harvey, Eunice, Mark, and Dela. We were all headed to Festival Mall.
These familiar faces (except for Sir Rico who got off somewhere on the way to the mall), I guess, were supposed to have their own 'trip'. Effie and I were supposed to catch up with them after meeting Joyce but, I suddenly realized that I don't feel like being in that 'kind' of trip that evening. I don't know but I prefer to have coffee and cookies with Joyce. It's not that because Joyce might get mad. I think coffee, cookies, and chitchat sound so perfect. And that choice, I'm sure I will never regret the next morning.
And so we talked. About us, them, him, her, it, this, that, now, then, and even you. Yes, reader, you.
Walking on my way home, I realized one thing: It was only with them where I feel like I have not missed anything. That...in that one semester, one summer season, and that one particular school year that we were apart, not one thing has changed. In that long gap, there was neither difference nor distance created. It feels like I did not miss anything.
posted by nemesis @ 10:49 AM
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O.o
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I am so DEAD.
I have unit circle problems. Really?
I failed to locate all the bodies of water in Asia.
I got annoyed with excessive, repetitive, pointless complaints, got accused of something, had been called something, and got really furious.
I need about 10 more hours of teaching.
I must cram accomplishing requirements - requirements that I knew of only today.
I sort of overspent.
I have not yet fixed my schedule for the next semester and my will to do it is slowly fading. Come what may, second semester.
Someone just text-ed and why, oh why must you suddenly text when I'm down? Do you have some sort of superpowers that detect my need to talk to someone sensible?
I learned that the test I was saying I'll take on the 22nd is actually on Friday.
And that's why I am so dead. I have a test about something I have no idea of on Friday.
I failed to locate all the bodies of water in Asia.
I need about 10 more hours of teaching.
I must cram accomplishing requirements - requirements that I knew of only today.
I sort of overspent.
I have not yet fixed my schedule for the next semester and my will to do it is slowly fading. Come what may, second semester.
I learned that the test I was saying I'll take on the 22nd is actually on Friday.
And that's why I am so dead. I have a test about something I have no idea of on Friday.
posted by nemesis @ 8:07 PM
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A Few Plans
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I feel like I have a lot to do lately. And whenever I think of the next thing to do, all the other things I needed to get done rush to my mind. So here's a checklist:
posted by nemesis @ 10:24 AM
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Fifteen
Monday, October 05, 2009
Err...by any chance, I didn't hear Taylor Swift's "Fifteen" playing today but I kept on singing it for a reason I don't really know.
'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.
Too bad I'm no longer fifteen, lol.
'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.
Too bad I'm no longer fifteen, lol.
posted by nemesis @ 4:49 PM
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Two Stars
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I fell in love with a star.
She was my star. She promised me that she was mine forever and that when she shines, she shines for me. She said that she would shine whenever she feels happy and that she would shine even brighter if I gaze at her. She promised never to leave me and that when I look up at the night sky, she would be up there, shining. She said that when the clouds start to move and cover her, she would shine her brightest just so I would know that she was still there. My star was the loveliest star among the millions that scatter across the blanket of blue above.
And so I promised to be faithful to her, my star. I told her that I would never cease watching her. Me looking at her would make my star feel very happy. She would shine, then I would know that she is happy. And that would be enough to make me feel blissful.
Up in the sky, my star glittered while I watch her from my balcony. Indeed she shines bright, even brighter than the stars that surround her. She once told me that stars shine only when they are happy. Seeing her shine brighter than the other stars, I feel so satisfied for making her feel that way. I make her glitter. I make her happy. That's what I do to her.
But what she does to me, it's more than making me happy. It's more than making my lips smile. She gives me a weird feeling when she glitters. Her radiance...it makes me want her even more. I want to reach her, touch her, and wrap my arms around her...forever. I want to feel her. I had to have her or I'd die. But I can't, she forbade me to even try. She would be enraged if I tried. She spoke of a deep emptiness that would engulf me if I try to touch her. I don't want my star to get mad so I have to keep my distance and admire her from afar. I have to stay away from her. It was hard - knowing that she's there yet I can't reach her. But I tried to get past through that difficulty. I looked at her and I began to love her...even more. Her illumination amid the dark night sky makes me feel safe. With her light, I don't feel alone. I feel her presence. I feel a companion. I feel comforted.
Clouds slowly moved and began to cover her, but my star shone brighter. The clouds left her and there she was again, with her brilliance. She came back and I felt peaceful. I felt peaceful because once again, she glittered. From that moment on, I knew that nothing bad could ever happen to me. I felt safe with her.
She twinkled - I had never seen anything so perfect. Knowing that she was happy calmed my weary heart.
Suddenly something even brighter came. It was so fast I even failed to see whether my star struggled to surpass the sudden light. Light scattered everywhere, soon there were no traces of the black blanket where my star hung. I waited long for my star to return but there was only one light, one very bright light. How happy could that star be to shine that bright? Could my star possibly cease from shining? Why didn't she ask me to do more to make her happy?
I'm confused. I feel alone. Why does this new star shine even brighter when I look at her? Why does she come at this moment, this moment when I feel alone? Why can't my star shine when this new star can? Somehow I wish she was you, my star. I wish she was you. I know I did promise to be faithful, but...it's hard to be faithful when you push me away, when you stop me from reaching you. It's hard to be faithful when you yourself are making me stay away from you.
She was my star. She promised me that she was mine forever and that when she shines, she shines for me. She said that she would shine whenever she feels happy and that she would shine even brighter if I gaze at her. She promised never to leave me and that when I look up at the night sky, she would be up there, shining. She said that when the clouds start to move and cover her, she would shine her brightest just so I would know that she was still there. My star was the loveliest star among the millions that scatter across the blanket of blue above.
And so I promised to be faithful to her, my star. I told her that I would never cease watching her. Me looking at her would make my star feel very happy. She would shine, then I would know that she is happy. And that would be enough to make me feel blissful.
Up in the sky, my star glittered while I watch her from my balcony. Indeed she shines bright, even brighter than the stars that surround her. She once told me that stars shine only when they are happy. Seeing her shine brighter than the other stars, I feel so satisfied for making her feel that way. I make her glitter. I make her happy. That's what I do to her.
But what she does to me, it's more than making me happy. It's more than making my lips smile. She gives me a weird feeling when she glitters. Her radiance...it makes me want her even more. I want to reach her, touch her, and wrap my arms around her...forever. I want to feel her. I had to have her or I'd die. But I can't, she forbade me to even try. She would be enraged if I tried. She spoke of a deep emptiness that would engulf me if I try to touch her. I don't want my star to get mad so I have to keep my distance and admire her from afar. I have to stay away from her. It was hard - knowing that she's there yet I can't reach her. But I tried to get past through that difficulty. I looked at her and I began to love her...even more. Her illumination amid the dark night sky makes me feel safe. With her light, I don't feel alone. I feel her presence. I feel a companion. I feel comforted.
Clouds slowly moved and began to cover her, but my star shone brighter. The clouds left her and there she was again, with her brilliance. She came back and I felt peaceful. I felt peaceful because once again, she glittered. From that moment on, I knew that nothing bad could ever happen to me. I felt safe with her.
She twinkled - I had never seen anything so perfect. Knowing that she was happy calmed my weary heart.
Suddenly something even brighter came. It was so fast I even failed to see whether my star struggled to surpass the sudden light. Light scattered everywhere, soon there were no traces of the black blanket where my star hung. I waited long for my star to return but there was only one light, one very bright light. How happy could that star be to shine that bright? Could my star possibly cease from shining? Why didn't she ask me to do more to make her happy?
I'm confused. I feel alone. Why does this new star shine even brighter when I look at her? Why does she come at this moment, this moment when I feel alone? Why can't my star shine when this new star can? Somehow I wish she was you, my star. I wish she was you. I know I did promise to be faithful, but...it's hard to be faithful when you push me away, when you stop me from reaching you. It's hard to be faithful when you yourself are making me stay away from you.
posted by nemesis @ 7:18 PM
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Almonds and Dried Fruits
Monday, September 14, 2009
We were asked to find a nice quote, write it on an illustration board, and decorate it with stuff in Values class during my second year high school. I thought it was lame, but anyway...
Me: Ano quote mo?
Seatmate: Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
Me: Pffft. Okaaay.
You know what? I received a box of chocolates lately. I was expecting bitter dark chocolate, but I got sweet milk chocolate. And the best part was my chocolates had a bonus. My chocolates had almonds and dried fruits. And that made me even happier.
Me: Ano quote mo?
Seatmate: Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
Me: Pffft. Okaaay.
You know what? I received a box of chocolates lately. I was expecting bitter dark chocolate, but I got sweet milk chocolate. And the best part was my chocolates had a bonus. My chocolates had almonds and dried fruits. And that made me even happier.
posted by nemesis @ 11:03 PM
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The Birthday Surprise
Sunday, September 06, 2009
I never had a plan for my birthday. Before I went to bed last Friday, I set my mind on only one thing: Come what may.
Thank you, Joyce, for being the first to greet me [at 12:01 AM].
I woke around noon and that was the time to make unique thank you-replies for everyone. Then I heard something from the dining room.
Inna: *whisper* *whisper*
Mom: O? Birthday niya ba? I didn't know. No one reminded me.
Dad: Oo nga. 'Di ko rin naalala e.
Me: *comes out from the bedroom* Mga baaaaad!
Dad decided to treat us dinner somewhere later.
I was lying on the sofa after lunch because I have nothing better to do. Then came a text message.
Dela: Ano ba gusto mo, cake o crema de fruta?
Me: Crema de Fruta. Baka pinapaasa mo lang ako ah.
Dela: 'Di ah. Di ako marunong magpaasa.
Dela offered to give me something for my birthday weeks ago and I jokingly agreed. He was never believable, you know.
Dela: Nandito na 'ko sa tapat ng bahay ninyo.
Me: O? Seryoso ka ba? 'Di pa nga 'ko naliligo eh. Wahahaha.
He began to ask me questions about our house and what startled me was...
Dela: 34 ba ang number ng bahay ninyo?
Me: Waaa. Nasa labas ka talaga? Maliligo muna ako.
Dela: Sige, I'll wait.
AWW.
After some time...
Me: Nasa labas ka talaga?
Dela: Tingnan mo.
I thought that he would just give the cake and walk away so I just wore a hoodie and shorts, but he wanted to go to Riel's. Since Riel's house isn't too faraway, I agreed to go wearing my shorts [which look rubbish]. I also told Dela that because he kidnapped me, he had to pay for my transport - I didn't bring any money because I thought that he wouldn't stay long. I promised to pay him the next time, though.
A piece of Dela's cake
Riel was still dressing when we came - our visit was a surprise too. After some chitchat, we went to the mall because Riel needed tracing papers for his plates. The two had to convince me to go to the mall with my lame clothes on. We met Dianne on the way so we asked her to go with us too.
At the mall, we searched for Nemei and continued walking to nowhere. When we have gone around the mall, we decided that it's time to buy Riel's tracing papers. We spent a lot of time in the store because he needed a lot of things. Rabbi came shortly.
Finally, it was time for me to leave them and join my family for dinner. And because it's my birthday, Superbowl gave me a nice chocolate ice cream. There were a lot of people celebrating their birthdays there, too. A lot of people's birthdays are on September, lol.
My chocolate ice cream. It reads "super happy birthday".
Before the day ends and this post ends...
I curled under my blanket and thought of all the things that happened the whole day. Everything was so spontaneous. And I liked it. But after summing everything up, I noticed something missing. Like a splendid wedding without a bride or a marvelous rainbow without an indigo.
Thank you, Joyce, for being the first to greet me [at 12:01 AM].
I woke around noon and that was the time to make unique thank you-replies for everyone. Then I heard something from the dining room.
Inna: *whisper* *whisper*
Mom: O? Birthday niya ba? I didn't know. No one reminded me.
Dad: Oo nga. 'Di ko rin naalala e.
Me: *comes out from the bedroom* Mga baaaaad!
Dad decided to treat us dinner somewhere later.
I was lying on the sofa after lunch because I have nothing better to do. Then came a text message.
Dela: Ano ba gusto mo, cake o crema de fruta?
Me: Crema de Fruta. Baka pinapaasa mo lang ako ah.
Dela: 'Di ah. Di ako marunong magpaasa.
Dela offered to give me something for my birthday weeks ago and I jokingly agreed. He was never believable, you know.
Dela: Nandito na 'ko sa tapat ng bahay ninyo.
Me: O? Seryoso ka ba? 'Di pa nga 'ko naliligo eh. Wahahaha.
He began to ask me questions about our house and what startled me was...
Dela: 34 ba ang number ng bahay ninyo?
Me: Waaa. Nasa labas ka talaga? Maliligo muna ako.
Dela: Sige, I'll wait.
AWW.
After some time...
Me: Nasa labas ka talaga?
Dela: Tingnan mo.
I thought that he would just give the cake and walk away so I just wore a hoodie and shorts, but he wanted to go to Riel's. Since Riel's house isn't too faraway, I agreed to go wearing my shorts [which look rubbish]. I also told Dela that because he kidnapped me, he had to pay for my transport - I didn't bring any money because I thought that he wouldn't stay long. I promised to pay him the next time, though.
A piece of Dela's cakeRiel was still dressing when we came - our visit was a surprise too. After some chitchat, we went to the mall because Riel needed tracing papers for his plates. The two had to convince me to go to the mall with my lame clothes on. We met Dianne on the way so we asked her to go with us too.
At the mall, we searched for Nemei and continued walking to nowhere. When we have gone around the mall, we decided that it's time to buy Riel's tracing papers. We spent a lot of time in the store because he needed a lot of things. Rabbi came shortly.
Finally, it was time for me to leave them and join my family for dinner. And because it's my birthday, Superbowl gave me a nice chocolate ice cream. There were a lot of people celebrating their birthdays there, too. A lot of people's birthdays are on September, lol.
My chocolate ice cream. It reads "super happy birthday".Before the day ends and this post ends...
I curled under my blanket and thought of all the things that happened the whole day. Everything was so spontaneous. And I liked it. But after summing everything up, I noticed something missing. Like a splendid wedding without a bride or a marvelous rainbow without an indigo.
posted by nemesis @ 12:39 PM
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