Injanan 101

Two days before your birthday. The wait for your reply seemed like forever. It was so unlikely of you. Someone who never had me wait, someone who would be there in 5 minutes every time I need help in carrying my heavy bag, someone who would bring me food since i always forget eating, someone who would not get tired of wowing me with his cooking. Then suddenly no reply.

The explanation was a distraught yet I accepted. So your late response was because you were eaten by your senseless insecurity. I deserve someone better you said. I told you then it was okay. You had your eye on me, yes. And you decided to stop just when I started liking you back. A few months later, I saw you tagged in some picture with someone in your arm.

Two years later, your name suddenly popped up in my computer with a message. We were exchanging a few messages once in a while but it was purely business. This time, it was weird. Yes, "the monologue" was your style. And maybe you hate me because I am different from all the others, I don't get bitten by it easily. I always read you. This time, I think I did but at first I seriously thought it was not serious, like how we have always been. But then again, you are. And your words came out, just like that, without anything from my side. It was like some gun fired nonstop.

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Buzz..

oo, naiisip kita minsan.

ikaw naiisip mo ako madalas.

wag ka mag-alala, sinasabi ko lang nasa isip mo.

hala ano yan? lakas mo ha, feelingerow... :P (nang gu-goodtime ka na naman!)

ah.

so.

kamusta

oo

may connection tayo, you and i

it was never for naught.

oo, minsan naiisip ko din kung paano nga kung naging tayo

wag ka mag-alala, its better this way.

you're a great person and ill remain such an a**h*l* for you.

yes, you deserve a better person.

whatever you're thinking at this moment, the answer is no.

then yes.

then yes again.

at wag ka makulit.

nagfifeeling ka na naman. ano yan, kanta? anong meron?

im not answering anymore questions from you,

typed or vocalized.

drama mo.

wag ka kiligin sakin, im just flesh and bone.

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Now I get it. You miss me.

Two years ago. It's all over now. The chapter is closed. No more complications.

Fin.

*He is in italics.

What's Weird About "Stay"

Was listening to some radio station playing some classic music and this song got into its playlist. Nostalgia na naman... ^^

I was listening to the lyrics. Funny these lines are off topic. It somehow stood out from the others. :)

You said you caught me cause u want me and one day you'll let me go.

You try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just scared to lose.

And you say, "Stay."

:)

Random Thoughts on the Jogging Lane

I wonder if I'd meet Zorro today. 9AM is not my usual run. And yeah the smell of Sunday morning! The oval is closed for vehicular traffic! ^_^

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People run at different speeds. Some run fast, some run slow, even slower than those who walk. This old man run passed me, I felt the wind brush against my face as he sped off until the curve. Stocky old man, how come he runs that fast? Upon reaching the other side of the Sunken Garden, I saw him walking. Speed is one thing, endurance is another.

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Cute how some dad taught his kid how to bike. I never learned when I was a kid. I wonder if I need someone to teach me. Or learn it by myself again like my other lessons in life... and get hurt along the way?

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Maybe most of us have felt how it's like to have mixed emotions: happy but sad at the same time, warm but very distant, inspired yet crushed. It has always been like that for me....

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I wish i could just write everything but it seems that at some point, my emotions can't leave the comforts of my own thoughts. I know it's best at times to let it all out but it feels safer that way. Indifference and oblivion can be our very best allies. It doesn't mean I don't feel anything though. I feel. A lot...

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Resilience was last week's lesson. I wish to master such.

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One-two-three-breathe. One-two-three-breathe. And that was two rounds.

Inception Drama

Random Thoughts From Way Back When

Get some sleep, Sheli!

*****

Indifference and oblivion can be our very best allies. It doesn't mean I don't feel anything though. I feel. A lot...

*****

Maybe most of us have felt how it's like to have mixed emotions: happy but sad at the same time, warm but very distant, inspired yet crushed. It has always been like that for me.... if "Love's crash test dummy" would be a valid profession, then that i can be.

*****

There is nothing else beyond the period.

*****

I hate how I'll never be someone you could love.

*****

A smile will stop all the questions. I don't have to explain myself to anyone at all. Perfect!

*****

Wake up, Sheli!

The Mindanao Chronicles: Malabang On the Edge

Tara na sa Ligay's!

I promised myself not to be late to church this Saturday. However, the "lazy" gene got activated and before i know it, it's a quarter past 9! And so I hurriedly went to the bathroom and got a record-breaking 15-minute shower (because i usually spend an hour inside) and dressed up for church. Amidst all the cramming, the smell of Ate Ligay's cooking filled the air.

With a towel wrapped around my head and a comb in hand, I immediately went outside after hearing Master Chef Ate Ligay's "Cries from the Kitchen". What met me at the dining table was the most magnificent thing that could ever happen on a beautiful and lazy Saturday morning at the Maginhawa crib: RESTAURANT FOOD!

So what's the magic in this very special breakfast? It's the fact that it's ingredients were made from what was left of our pasta cravings this past week. Apparently, the leftover olive oil, cashew nuts, basil leaves and parmesan cheese were not at all wasted. Together with Ate Ligay's brilliant imagination and her amazing swish and flick of her magic wand, tadaaa... a very, very delicious poor man's version of the marga sauce which she named "The Morning After" pasta.

Wait, the official name is "Penne penne de sara-penne".

THANK YOU Ate Xiaui! Hail hail to the queen! :D

PS. Apology for the nickname but it was coined as such because of the ingredients from the previous cooking showdowns in our small little kitchen.