No Christmas Gift Will Ever Be Too Late!

CI got a Christmas present from my workmate; and it’s BERRY cute I’m gonna die! πŸ˜€

Thanks to Pat for this pretty mouse. I sooo love it! πŸ™‚

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No Christmas Gift Will Ever Be Too Late!

The Girls & The Grown Ups (?)

Friends have a wonderful way to let each other get by with whatever has to be gotten over with.

Back in college, we were so much suffocated with schoolworks, org activities, barkada issues, and what love life? Hah! Good thing we had each other. Better thing there were lots of videoke bars around the area. Best thing we could simply agree to just sing our madness out!

Everyone’s missing the we-are-all-housemates season (2009-2010). We could just spend a whole long night talking about guys, girls, who’s with whom, who broke up with whom, who had a one night stand with whom, who’s preggy, gitchi gitchi yaya dada; or kill noontime free hours drinking – yes, alcohol. Oh, and we also killed mornings fighting over who was to get a shower first, because nobody wanted to get her ass off the bed. Duh, that universal dilemma. πŸ˜€

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2010, @ Nineteenth Hole, LB

The Barkada Litany

1. Mauna ka na maligo. Bilisan mo ha.

2. Nasaan kayo? Pauwi ako ng apartment. Wala akong susi. Eto na ang epekto ng tsaa!

3. Saan tayo kakain?…So saan na tayo kakain?…Ano na mga teh, saan na tayo kakain???

4. Inom tayo! Sa tanghali?

5. Gusto n’yo mag-Canton?

6. Tara IC’s!

7. Saan ka magdidinner? Congga. Chicken teri.

8. Teka lang teng, yung patootie hairs ko!

9. Mga teh late na tayo! Wait, BLUSH ON NALAAANG.

10. Natapos mo na Bookworm?

11. Plants VS Zombies pa din?

12. Shit, amoy aso yung apartment!

13. Ayan o, naka-ngiti na naman si Jollibee, nagugutom na ako. Pa-deliver nalang tayo.

14. Wala na akong pera. Parduch nalang! Yosi nalang.

15. Dali turuan mo kami ng dirty dancing! Pano, pano?

16. *** Teng, eto yung confidence ko o, parang galing sa sun bumagsak SA CORE NG EARTH!

17. *** Wooohhh, climb aboard! May humihilik na barko.

18. Ohoy, may toothbrush na din. Dito na nga nakatira.

19. Shit naman o, nasaan na ANG PANTY KO??? Hinanda ko yun for today e!!!

20. At bakit hindi ka umuwi kagabi? (Boom!)

After two years…housemates no more.

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2012, @ P.F. Chang’s China Bistro, Alabang Town Center

But the same old barkada we are, minus K’s patootie hairs (short hair strands always sticking out of her do) and O’s long hair. πŸ˜€

Everyone’s catching up! We meet up in some places around the metro, sit over lunch, coffee, and frappe. And beer. And there, the stories roll again.

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2012, @ Starbucks, Alabang Town Center

Teeenggg…kumusta ka naaa? Teeenggg…T*N*I*A, wala na kamiiii. (Boom!)

P.S. Introducing the charactersΒ  of Running Through Chapters πŸ˜‰

The Girls & The Grown Ups (?)

Few Words For A Friend

For in the end, all that would remain are questions you force yourself to believe have been answered. But not really.

All there is to see would be your smile you force to pull far sideways.
All there is to hear would be your laugh that would never last, unless painstakingly.
All there is to realize now is that you must keep going, whether you run, you walk, or you crawl, no matter how shattered.
Because all you have is a one-way ticket you must waste not.

So, my friend, keep moving. Move on. It’s the sanest, most reasonable choice you could make. Forget about everything else, save yourself. Just yourself. For in one time or another, you have to be selfish to be selfless to yourself.

But all you have are questions you force yourself to believe have been answered. Leave them be, you don’t have to answer them all, save two: What do I need? What do I want?

Think of just yourself. It’s how you move on, even if it feels almost impossible or unbearable. You’ve got to save your sanity because it’s the only thing that matters in the end, after a long way through a consciously-tolerated stupidity. And in the end, it’s sanity you’ll need to pull yourself back together and give yourself what you deserve.

It’ okay. Take your time, and let time take its toll. After all, moving on just too quickly is a drama not worth celebrating. πŸ™‚

Few Words For A Friend