“Here’s the mail”

I enjoyed our QBB meeting today…

I never thought anything could go on so happily and splendidly!

I never thought so many things and words would be expressed! I’ve never even said things like that in my life!

But nevertheless, it’s wonderful!

Poetry recital [Mother and I]

Okay, so it is very unusual for my mother dear and I to come up with some of our rather ‘humorous’ poetry recitals. Here’s a sample, complete with translations!

Ang potograper na bading [The gay photographer]

Walang ginawang magaling [did nothing exemplary]

Tinatawag kami [Kept calling us]

habang kumakain [while eating]

Mother, mother

Put the chicken down

Stop chewing, stop dipping

Or you’ll spill some gravy on your gown!

So you see, there’s nothing I can actually say that would further interest you in reading the rest of this entry, for you might be laughing really hard because of the entry, or kept your poker face intact!

Photographs and Memories. . .

I just received my High School yearbook today. It sure brought back memories. . .

I had a glimpse of him. I swear a minute or two isn’t enough to make me happy. But a part of me wanted to look on, forget about it. I stared at his picture for the last time today, and then I put the yearbook down.

If I were to choose between the present and the past, weird as it may sound, I’d definitely choose the past. There’s no explanation to it, because I can’t answer why. I just wanted to see whether or not I’ve done the right things, if I’ve chosen the path I’d look forward to in the future. I wanted to make sure I’m doing what is intended for me, what I wanted to happen. I wanted to change a lot of things that are out of control. But I can’t do anything about it, more’s the pity.

I remembered when he asked me if Tuesdays with Morrie is a good book, a must-read. I told him it answered questions I, myself, asked. He said he’d read it. I told him to tell me what he think of it, after he has read it.

It was afternoon, I think, and I was busy thinking of some other things that I’ve forgotten now, when he greeted me with a hello again. It was November 6, and the holiday was almost over. His, clearly, wasn’t done yet. Although I’ve forgotten about the details, I remembered clearly how he joked about a lot of things. Of course, as a sensible and corny person myself, I didn’t get any of his jokes. But it made me happy, and satisfied that he was indeed a friend I could talk to.

I went overboard, but I don’t want to discuss how I went overboard. The details are as unclear to me as any explanation I could give. Apparently, he refuse to talk to me now, and I’ve a feeling I’m never ever going to get a hello from him again. The friendship, I think, is over.

Madonna’s song, Take a Bow, reminds me so much of him. Of course, I’m not thinking he new how exactly I felt. I haven’t told him directly, and I plan never to. I expect he has someone now, and that he’s happy.

I seeked refuge on another friend of mine who I found out just recently is leaving the country. I am not sure if it’s true, or should I believe? I’ve lost too many friends already. I don’t know if I could bear loosing one again!

Studying in Manila isn’t a hard thing to cope with. The thing is I have new friends who would truly devote themselves to our friendship. And although I feel lonely at times, reminiscing every bit of happiness I felt long before, I know I’d wear a smile when my College friends are present. But I still find it difficult to know how far away my other friends are. It hurts to realize how one cannot always be there for the other, the way Friendship has always been viewed. Friends are always there for you, no matter what you decide. They’d support you and love you no matter who you are. It’s kind of hard to be where your friend is, especially since there are different schools we all attend to. It’s both impractical and tiring. Let’s leave it to that, with no communication at the moment. That way, we’d focus on our own priorities and at the same time look forward to the present.

There have been several points I have discussed in this entry. So far, I haven’t clearly mentioned the reason I feel so terrible. There’s emptiness inside of me that I cannot quite understand. Why do I feel so lonely? As I looked on, the yearbook clutched against my hands, slowly flipping the pages that reminded me so much of love and happiness during those days, I felt sad. I don’t understand why I bothered looking at my yearbook. It would definitely frustrate me, and injure the sensitivity of my heart. But I looked at it, hoping that by the faces I see I’d have a smile on my face.

I did have a smile on my face. I was glad to have had that smile, even for a while. I tried to hide the sadness I felt behind that smile. I was hoping he was thinking of me.

Wait, I shouldn’t be saying this. I shouldn’t be hoping he’d be thinking of me. I should move on. I should go somewhere else. I should move forward.

And even though there’s not much sense in what I am trying to reach right now, I should never look back.

There’s no point in looking back. It just makes things worse.

It reminds me of everything. And I don’t want to be reminded of that.

It’s sadness written all over it.

It’s complex and vague.

It’s not my kind of place to stay.

It’s not my kind of drink or food to intake.

It’s hell.

But I can’t help looking back. Somehow, my head works its wonders all on its own. It just won’t listen to me anymore.

My heart does the same as well. It refuses to forget. It refuses to move on.

My mind, somehow, I could control. But definitely not for this particular reason. It has, literally, a mind of its own!

And I can’t help it! It’s childish, and not like me at all. But somehow, whenever I think about it, it makes me feel so happy. I feel so contented. I feel so alive.

As I took the yearbook down for the last time, I reminded myself of how important the pictures in it are to me. And I shall never forget the people found in these pictures. They grew up with me, and laughed with me. They took things seriously and jerked at some.

I just wish they’d be with me for the rest of my life. I can’t seem to live without them, even their pictures. . .

Bookaholic takes National Bookstore books!

I have realized something again!

Don’t you just hate it when you realize something not that big of a deal to be proud of? I mean anybody could realize it too, and not just I!

I’ve realized it just now, that is why I am writing this entry of no sense.

Are you ready for it? I should warn you that this may or may not happen to most people, and clearly it has happened to me. It has affected me so much that I can’t stop thinking about it. But I’m glad I am able to save money for a good cause.

Okay, I’ll tell you!

I am bookaholic.

. . .

Yes, I am a bookaholic. I buy books that I don’t read at once. I place all of my unread books scattered all over the house! Isn’t it a bit sad that I keep them scattered? I don’t care.

I download Ebooks. Yes, it’s considered an addiction. I just can’t stop reading. It’s probably the best hobby I’m doing now that I’m in college, aside from drawing, of course!

I have no idea why I suddenly came to realize that I love books!

Is this for real?

Islands in the stream

I just wanted to share this song to the world, and make sure everybody sing it with me. I just love this song! I swear I never thought I’d love country songs and all that, Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton and other people who sings country songs. I think it’s a nice genre of music that is appreciated by most of us. It’s a shame that nobody else wants it nowadays. . .
Anyway, enjoy singing to it! I’m sorry, I can’t attach the song here. . .

Baby, when I met you there was peace unknown
I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb
I was soft inside, there was somethin going on
You do something to me that I cant explain
Hold me closer and I feel no pain
Every beat of my heart
We got somethin goin on
Tender love is blind
It requires a dedication
All this love we feel
Needs no conversation
We ride it together, ah-ah
Makin love with each other, ah-ah

Chorus:

Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in-between
How can we be wrong
Sail away with me to another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ah
From one lover to another, ah-ah

I cant live without you if the love was gone
Everything is nothin if you got no one
And you did walk in tonight
Slowly loosen sight of the real thing

But that wont happen to us and we got no doubt
Too deep in love and we got no way out
And the message is clear
This could be the year for the real thing

No more will you cry
Baby, I will hurt you never
We start and end as one, in love forever
We can ride it together, ah-ah
Makin love with each other, ah-ah

Repeat chorus

Tag:

Sail away
Oh, come sail away with me

Repeat chorus

Fade:

Repeat chorus

Take A Bow

I’ve just realized something.

I just found out that I like Madonna’s songs!

Any song, except maybe Like a Virgin because it’s just so… I don’t know! Inappropriate, maybe?

It’s just wonderful!