#fiascoes

the "him" event was quite short but sweet. one classic example of 'ano ba kayo?' being answered w/ 'friends lang kami'. he he he. okey, so now, what's the point of making an entry for that long ago buried flame? hay, another classic answer will do, 'pag walang closure, it will continually haunt', parang multo lang. i can actually safely say that he's now just a yesterday pero natatawa lang ako pag minsan minsan bigla syang nagtetext at naalala ko kung anong klase sya ng tao para sa akin. i'm so done w/ his hahas and blehs kaya siguro i now have the courage to share a portion of the ghost friendship we have. so here: TN: buntis ka daw?* ME: ha? a oo. diba kaw ang tatay. TN: ay, may nangyari ba noon? ME: tsk tsk. anong klase..teka, sinong may sabi? TN: may nakakita sayo, ex ko. ME: ah..so kilala pala ako bg ex mo.. sinong ex? TN: yep, si cyclops. ME: HA HA. *i really don't know why aftyer a month of not texting, he suddenly texted me, at ito pa ang pambungad bati. 11:57pm. tuesday. ME: good night world world wordl! TN: ay, night na pala? ME: ahm, parang madilim na ata so baka night na nga. TN: ah ganun ba. ME: ganun nga ata. TN: haha. so, goodluck to him pero parang mas goodluck to me. yeah, short but sweet...

while reading through my january 2006 blog entries, i suddenly remembered this short story we discussed way back college in ma'am merlie alunan's class, "Hills Like White Elephants" written by Ernest Miller Hemingway. It was about a conversation between a couple who seems to have a dilemma of unplanned pregnancy (it wasn't directly conveyed in the story though). the story tackles one of the universal issues of human misery -diffrence in perception of men and women. and that's one reason why i liked the story, and learning what white elephant means is another: a valuable possession whose upkeep is excessively expensive. ***once, i had my own white elephant: i had my own version of acquiring it and own way of getting rid of it. i tried to be up as possible and running to afford it's presence but as it's the way it's bound to happen, i opted to burry it well, in oblivion.

3rd entry for the day, in minutes interval pa. bagan mayda paraplanatay. or yes, i may be in a race against myself. whew! wah! i'm so out of sync! but but but, i am HAPPYNESS because because because, i'm just done CSSing and HTMLing my site. bwahahaha! i made it! i'm finally done creating my first ever multiply layout. bwahahaha! well, well, here's for one insane person here, cheers!

a-huh. that's exactly his real name, pamurumerlou la pero mercedes lourdes talaga ton siya. want proof now? sure thing. bwahahaha. but me very thankful for this kewl noynoybonoynoy brother. and because i so looove this banker brother, eto na ang sisira sa career at karir nya! bwahahahaha! yes, he's a banker. it shows man. so, here's the treat, enjoy enjoy!

this realization sinked into her senses when she heared her own "grotesquely thin" heart breaking. still, she wanted to thank that tipsy nocturnal for keeping her spirit on a high, yes, for a month or two. no regrets. even when the story was just starting she made it a point that her hold should never go beyond her control, her wall.  it was all accomplished through the underlying rationalizing balm of the equity theory, with investments. it was only through this that she could secure a fall that won’t hurt much. on the contrary to the preaching of her tipsy nocturnal, both ways, both processes,letting go and staying, would surely cause a "quasi-commotion" on her part. it would be hard for her to stay hanging on that threshold, to keep playing that game that neither of them knows the name. she just contented herself by calling it "charade". it’s not her naivete, it’s just that she knows when and how to cease keeping her fingers crossed.