Wednesday, April 4
back home chronicles.
woke up this morning with loads of texts. 36 messages received. :Pto you: sinabi ko namang hindi ako galit sa'yo. ba't ba ang kulit mo?! tapos, eto ka, making me feel so guilty and so bad! hmp!
to enric: ganyan ka naman lagi eh. grabe ka, ako pa nga nagpaalala na birthday mo. tsk. sobra ka.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TUROK!
ayan, masaya ka na? kahit there's no way na mabasa mo 'toh, this is one proof na hindi kita nakalimutan. i'm a begarus kaya hindi kita na-text through my number.
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batang lagalag. that would be your future if you live your life in turmoil. :P
l march31 l: went to rizal for two major purposes: visit madam delo and attend haizell's (kabirth) birthday stint.
first time.
so good to be back in the place where you felt the extremes. the place where everybody's bothered by your presence. the place away from.. the house.
going back to the narrative, right, i visited madam delo first. after meeting up with bea at starmall (and meeting tita amie and cutie clinton too), we headed straight to cardona, stressing ourselves out whether to stay at kuya arnel's or what. soon after, we found ourselves sitting beside the highway, waiting patiently for joyce and kats.
after four years with madam delo, i realized that it was my first time in their house. like, i've never bothered where that person who exerted effort for my achievements lived. shame on me. shame.
i did not know that the three of us (kats was late) didn't know how to handle such a sensitive situation. we stayed meek as possible. the aura was unbearable for me. i don't have the capability to shed a tear that easy but, the setting proved to be heart wrenching.
we chitchatted for a while and listened to buknoy while he strummed his guitar. a miracle, no one from our gang ogled at him. he has a great voice. :P now, everytime i here that song from callalily (i don't know the title. tatsi!), i would always remember the day i saw madam delo cried and the first time i went to her house: after five years. xp
color chaos.
i went straight to bea's house to prep up for kabirth's party.
everything was going fine: went to a seamstress to fix bea's attire, took a bath, dressed up.. not until it's time for make-up!
truly, an hour is not enough for first timers like us. like, we were surrounded with every color palette for the face but the problem was, we don't know how to use it. being so turtlish (new term. :P), we only had 30 minutes left to experiment on our faces. liquid foundation, concealer, mascara.. madness!
at around seven, we arrived at joyce's house. haha. we rode a trike, looking like.. blah! haha. bea and i rummaged through our "baul" of make-up, fixing ourselves to death. :P curl here, color there. we were trembling! good thing was, nikko was not yet there giving us ample (?!) time to somehow, in one way or another, fix things up.
the grand entrance.
we quite had a hard time locating the venue. sa tapat ng base ng triangle was a vague statement. from its road position, all of its side could be considered bases. ha. math.
rooftop. right. the venue.
heels. right. effort!
i could bear wearing two-inch heels, but i could not bear the shame of being overdressed! for some unexplainable reason, i didn't had the nerve to enter the party venue. i'm not sure if the rest of the t-gang felt what i felt, but i really thought i was overdressed! it was like all eyes were on us. kasi naman eh, ba't may naka-casual? (naninisi daw ba? bati tayo..) xp
it took me five minutes before i finally sat down at the farthest table, running to the comfort room from time to time to check up on my face. vain. no. i was just conscious as a first timer.
cinderellas.
the night went right. it was like a batch reunion. almost half of the guests were from batch five. happee! :D we ate, talked, took some pictures (a trademark) and had a blast. bandmate even teased me about normel (a friend from the regional press conference last year). we're just friends.. really. ching!
had a good time. even if i had to run to say my wish because my heels weren't cooperative.
went home (i mean, to joyce's home) by 12 o' clock. t-gang, like being cinderellas and all.
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l april2-3 l: went to rizal again for a risci reunion. wee!
the supposed to be riscian batches 1-5 reunion became the riscian batches 1 and 5 reunion. ang dilemma dun kasi, yung batches na present ay yung batches na hindi nagpangabot. connect?
the place was secluded but very enticing. malayo sa kabihasnan. maraming palaka (like eew or something).
basta, masaya. kahit may awkward instances between sa dalawang mga batches. sorry mga ate at kuya. hindi kami sociable.
basta, masaya nga eh. kulet. or something. xp tinamad lang akong magkwento. bleh. or something. xp
highlights:
- cooked "adobong barbeque."
- ranted on how the management should have cleaned the shower rooms.
- shrilled at the top of voice when i saw a frog at the back of the toilet's cubicle door.
- swam, to my heart's content.
- been vain (cheers: multiply, multiply, multiply). xp
- broke the sprinkler.
- played at the playground.
- no fx left available for me.
- had a word through the phone with someone i really don't want to have a word with.
- toured risci by night and realized that our mini forest was gone.
- had a copy of aghamanon and isotopes. rants.
- broke my toothbrush.
- dealt with a drunk.
- greeted enric a happy birthday.
- cried. again.
- sang with the deteriorating videoke machine.
- danced the spaghetti song.
- turned senti afterwards (hanggang ngayon and everytime mode. yuck.)
- slept beside the kiddie pool and almost fell twice (according to man's bestfriend). xp
- woke up then slept on top of the table.
- walked a mile. or something.
- arrived at the 'house' at around 11.30pm.
all people out. dealing with their own.
me, left with nothing to do but to sleep. and never wake up. or something. xp
kiddin'.
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P.S. observe the Holy Week. repent. reflect. forgive.
>> the bond between siblings, parents and child, bestfriends, and couples is not enough. it needs a third party. a certain preacher once said, "a rope made of three strands of cord is hard to break." another way to look at this is to picture a triangle. God is the apex, the two people in the relationship are the bases. as the two persons draw closer to God, they also draw closer to each other. that's how the 'love triangle' works.
| posted by mica. at 9:38 PM
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Bea said:
aw.. ok ka lang ba, mics? hindi normal na naiyak mo sama ng loob mo e. :'(
-bea-
mica. said:
to bea: charot lang yun! ching! :P
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juno said:
lol. man's best friend ka dian. parang aso. haha. :) hmm. tama nga si bea. kakaiba, umiyak ka.
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mica. said:
to juno:
kaya nga eh. tanong mo kay kats kung bakit ganun. hahaha.
bat't hindi kayo sanay na makita akong umiiyak? :P-
juno said:
ewan. di lang siguro kita nakikitang umiyak. saka parang pinapakita mo na hindi ka iiyak. :P yan ba ang dulot ng pagiging chuchu? :)
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mica. said:
to juno:
haist.
eto nga ang dulot ng pagiging chuchu. :P-
joyce said:
musta ka na chummy? *glomps* 'di pa kita nakikita uli.. no more crying ha? mwah! ü
