Home Sweet Home

"We cannot tell what may happen to us in the strange medley of life. But we can decide what happens in us - how we can take it, what we do with it - and that is what really counts in the end. How to take the raw stuff of life and make it a thing of worth and beauty - that is the test of living." - Joseph Newton


emo_gurl: ikaw nagpapa-complicate ng buhay mo eh..
astrogurl: hmm...ako ba? oo nga eh....
emo_gurl: ikaw kaya yung nagsabing magkikita kayo pag-uwi mo...
astrogurl: oo nga ako nga...eh kasi gusto din malaman kung may sparks pa ba after all these years...
emo_gurl: ayan tingnan mo nangyari..
astrogurl: haay..oo nga...


Going home to the province was something I really looked forward to during the weekend. However, things got busy and then I found myself not having the time nor the energy for travelling even if it's just an hour and a half drive Pretty much like the time I spend in EDSA during rush hour.

I dread the thought of going home because it would mean going back to things and people of the past and I for one thing is particularly running away from someone. A hard task at hand. Let me tell you the story of a teensy weensy bit of a ten year old girl so unaware and innocent and the first time she laid her eyes on someone. As they say, there's always a first for everything.

At first, I found him arrogant and boastful but this first impression did not last because I found myself wanting to see him everyday in our backyard. We became good friends along with our other neighbors but I knew then that he treated me differently. We were both special to each other. But unlike any other fairy tale, this Aladin left his Jasmine and flew on his magic carpet. It actually took me years and buckets of tears just to forget him. Pretty soon, I had a boyfriend and I heard that he had his own girlfriend as well.

From time to time, I would go home to the province during weekends but I never really did see him. Call me a plain coward or just full of pride but I refused to see him. Why? Because I did not want all those pent up feelings for him to go back in just a snap when in fact I spent years just trying to erase his memory from my mind.

Well guess what? Life is indeed full of surprises..and things happen for a reason because one Saturday night, we saw each other again. We were like two complete strangers with eyes that speak of an old friendship..or rather love? I'm not sure about that last part because I realized we were both too young at that time to quantify it as love.

Looking at him again, I knew I lost that battle within myself. He won me over in just a snap..(and if you're reading this..don't let it get to your head) but yes, he did it again. Some questions were answered but more questions surfaced after seeing him again. Is this the continuation of something that was started ten years ago? Or maybe we just missed each other so much?

I'm still high from that kiss he gave me, and boy, 10 years worth of kiss is sure to cause temporary insanity. I am insane, I am crazy and I think coming home that weekend was one of the best decisions I have ever made...

For marymoe... you sure made one hell of a mess out of me..but nevertheless..I hope you know you're the reason I was looking for...our story never did end...in fact..i think this is just the beginning of things to come...(tama na..sobrang emo na..)