The problem with bargaining..

You see, nagawa ko na 'to dati eh. Lord-let-me-graduate-and-i-swear-to-you-i-can-live-with-the-fact-of-being-single-forever (well, i HOPE not really forever..) and i got what i want. i'd like to believe that i graduated because of it. well, recently e nakipag-bargain na naman ako kay Lord (bakit ba kasiiii??) pero this time, work- related stuff naman. Let's say that I got the job that i wanted which means i finally found a way to get myself outta my current loser job.

Guess what kung ano na naman ang pinagpalit ko?

Freak.

I swear napapraning na ko.

Pero sabagay, naiinis na rin ako. Nangangawit na rin ako kakahintay sa taong hindi ka naman makita-kita.

Touche for life.

Sweet Lord!

Dear God,

In days to come, please grant me maximum self-control that i shall not do moronic things and say stupid stuffs that I would probably regret until I'm well past 50. I need it badly. For my own good, for the good of my own corazon.

And oh, while you're at it please ibalato Mo na rin po sakin ang trabahong iyon. Pretty, pretty puhlease.

Thank You!

Happily Yours,
Marye

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Came upon this from here. I'm not a big fan of rainy days but, aren't they sweet? Susmio.

Houston, we have a problem.

Frankly, she was peacefully minding her own business, leading a melancholic yet a good kind of life, then you have to happen..

leave her alone.

Hey Jay!

Para sa isang makabagong pagpapakita ng nakakainis pero makatotohanang role ng media sa panahon ngayon, nararapat lamang ang Best Picture Award sa'yo: Jay.

Hindi masakit sa ulo, madaling maintindihan ng kung sinuman ang magiging audience at truly pinoy at the very core, man, panalo ang mga take two's!

Ang sarap talagang manood sa UPFI, pare-pareho kayong tumatawa at the right cue. Hmm.. Malamang sa mall cinemas ay napalabas na kaming lahat kakasigaw at kakatili at kaka-boo...

Cleaning Out my Closet

Note: this piece was a lame attempt to capture an ispirational phase in my so-called life 4 months ago. Just want to get it off my USB once and for all. Am not good in writing. I wish I was, though.

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"If I asked you to take my hand, walk in silence, read my thoughts through my eyes only, for TWO hours, would you?"

I was about to argue the possibility of you spending that two silent hours with ME (my God ME!) when I saw the longing, almost like urgent desperation, in your coffee brown eyes that I shoved back down my throat what was supposedly be my idea of a funny and clever response to your baffling question and decided that, hell, I will gladly take your hand next to my clammy one if it'll take some, if not all, the desolation I swore I saw a few seconds before you hastily turned your back to me.

Surprisingly it took a while before I managed to utter my weak "Of course. Uhm, but where to exactly?"

"Anywhere. Just get me as far away as possible in this miserable, little shit of town."

There again. The underlying tone of desperation in your voice. Wonder what made you feel that way in the first place. Trouble brewing at home? Nah. Work? Injustice? Politics? Her? I don't think so. Especially that. You'd probably run first to your friends and talk about it over some booze and smokes rather than discuss it with me. Besides, we never really delved into that subject because you don’t want to and because I can’t ask you to. So exactly why are you running to me now huh?

“Are you alright?”

No reply. Just the wind howling in the background.

Okay. So I guess this is where the “no talking” probably starts. I shrugged myself, downed a deep breath and took your hand. Your right to my left.

At first you looked like you were startled at me for taking your hand but then you looked straight ahead again and I brushed it off as maybe a figment of my reality gone awry.

And so we walked without me having the vaguest idea on where to lead you, whatever happened to you and why the hell my heart wants to explode at that very moment.

This isn’t how I imagined it to be. This isn’t how I placed meeting you alone. And this is definitely not the way I wished for you to come and see me finally.