Pista!!

Ang tindi ng mga taga-Adora, bumuhos na ng malakas ang ulan, tinuloy pa rin ang pista. Mga basang sisiw na naglalaro sa kalye ang labas nila...

HOOOY tama na yan! magkakasakit kayo!!!

bwahahaha...

wala lang...

Taking It Further Post Script

A friend showed me a scrap of paper with things listed on it. There were also tick marks beside each item. She said it was a list of things she wanted to buy last year. Those were the things she asked God to give her. Included in her list were petty things like a G11 Camera to big things like the renovation of their house. She was ecstatic to tell me that all those tick marks meant that those items were given by God this year. 

I nearly fell on my seat as she related these to me. 

Flashback. I made a similar list here on my multiply. You can view it here. I never intended to give it to God. I thought it was too materialistic of me to give it to Him. After all the kindness and protection that He has given me all these time, I still had the nerve to ask for petty things. Instead, I just listed it and posted it on this site just for fun.

I actually forgot about that list.

God seemed to have read my post. I found out after hearing my friends story that God gave me 4 out of the 7 items I listed. I got all within the year. This time I really fell of my seat. Maybe if I did pray for it and handed the list in God's hands I might have received everything on that list. Nothing's impossible for Him so I guess it could have happened. 

So maybe this is a practice in the making. Maybe I'll post another wish list here. This time I'll really leave it in God's hands.

Air: The Wind Rush

October 8, 2010. Dawn came. I was awake the moment my alarm went off at 4:30 in the morning. People were still singing so I figured my companions might still be struggling from lack of sleep. I plugged my ears again and set my clock at 5:00 AM. By the time the alarm started, I was drowned by the sudden silence.  The singing stopped and the drunken revelers had packed and gone. It was still dark outside though so I went back to snooze.

I was suddenly awakened by someone grabbing my foot. Read more.

Should I or Shouldn't I?

Friends usually come and go. Perhaps you won’t even realize that someone you have been with for a year or so has suddenly disappeared until he or she has reappeared several years later. I guess it happens sometimes in life.

Who could tell that my first entry after several months of nothingness is about something stupid that I did today? I found the day most amusing that it instantly snatched the worry from my head.

I was on a rush today. I tried cramming on a paper due this afternoon that I didn’t realize the time. A few more minutes and I would have been terribly late for work. With the paper only in my head, I suited up for work and hurriedly left the house.

Worry was still etched on my brows as I hurried to the jeepney stop. I couldn’t even focus on the song on my player. The paper still couldn’t get out of my head. I have always been a crammer but there was something special about this paper that really made my stomach reel.

All worry flew away when I noticed the girl in front of me. The jeep was almost empty so I couldn’t miss seeing her. I could clearly remember riding on the same jeep with this girl several times. I always have the same thought whenever I see her there: where have I met her before? I seem to know this girl several years back, though I just couldn’t be too sure.

My best guess was in grade school and that we also belong to the same school service. Back then, being in the same school service is like belonging into the same brood. Of course, it was all a childish misconception back then.

I sure remember that pretty face, now with the word “tired” etched all over it. Probably her current job or family or relationship has made her that way. Of course I couldn’t tell, but she surely matured a lot.

I kept on shooting glances at her like I was some stalker or something. What’s funny was that she was doing the same thing. We’re both pretending that we’re not looking at each other. Probably she, too was contemplating where we met or if this was really the classmate I had back then.

Should I talk to her? I thought, Maybe she doesn’t really remember? We don’t see that often, so I have nothing to lose.

I felt like some high school student mustering up the courage to talk to his crush. It seemed so juvenile. It was funny since it’s not like I’m asking her out or anything. I just felt that I needed to confirm that she really was a former classmate or not. Throughout the trip to the train station, I was fighting the urge to talk to her.

It’s now or never, I thought.

Minutes passed and I still couldn’t muster enough strength to talk to her. When the jeep came to my stop, she also went down. Apparently she’s riding the train as well.

All throughout the steps to the train, she was really close that I could have easily talked to her. Yet I was still hesitant. It was really an awkward moment. Instead of my speeding up the steps to get to the train like I usually do, I was climbing the darn steps at her pace.

WHAT IN THE WORLD AM I DOING?

At the queue to the North bound train, she was right in front of me. Yet I still held back. It wasn’t until we went past the ticketing area that I got the courage to talk to her. I stuttered and stammered my questions out. It turned out that she really did go to PCU and she really was a classmate back then. She said her name was Amelia and that she also went to UP.

The conversation lasted for two to three minutes. After that she went to the ladies section of the train while I proceeded to my usual side. I was grinning like stupid for what I did for the rest of the day.

I don’t know if I learned anything with that encounter, but sure enough, all the worries with the paper had been forgotten. Maybe it was God’s way of easing my worries. If it was, it sure was successful. 

Naaalala niyo pa ba ito?

I was looking for a particular CD this morning. Next time, I should put the labels on my CDs. Its hard for me and for my computer (or any computer for that matter) to open each CD. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this picture. Whoa! It's been a long time. hehehe.