I met a very interesting man today. He's 32 and he speaks spanish. He's good-looking too. I used to see him quite often some years back. But never really get to know him. I just finally met and got to talk to him today. He grew up in a far-away province in the Philippines. He studied in Manila and stayed in the United States. He was nice. I hope I can get to talk to him again.

FEARS

it frightens me that this silence is filled by someone else's voice.

SENTRO and MOCHA LATTE

For the first time this semester, I did not attend my classes. I was excused for my Civil Procedure class since I attended the Saint Thomas Mass. But I also chose not to attend my Administrative Law class since I was not able to read the cases assigned. Instead, I went to Butet's place earlier than the time agreed to meet. I borrowed some clothes so I won't look so formal for dinner. We called Gen and prodded her to leave earlier.

We met at the UST Chapel at 8:30p. We hailed a cab and off we went to Makati.

Butet wanted to try the food in Sentro. I was really hungry then so I refused to consider some other place. Anything would do. Besides, I also wanted to try it out. We ordered the house specialty: Corned Beef in Tamarind Soup (plus some other viands, which names I cannot remember.) It was good. Joanne came in after a few minutes. We were really laughing our hearts out recalling all our funny moments together. It was a good time to update each other of what's happening in our respective lives.

After dinner, we had dessert at The Coffee Bean. It was on Joanne. I had hot Mocha Latte and Chocolate Fudge Cake. Call it indulgence. I felt guilty and fat, but who cares! Bwahahaha!

We parted with Jo at around 12:00a. The cab disappointed me. The driver took a longer route and didn't even care to trun on the air con until we're at Espana. I wanted to demand but I thought that it was already late and we don't have anyone else with us. Talk about safety. Butet and I had a scare when the driver had the car refilled with fuel! Tell you, I was really praying to all the angels and saints in heaven. I dropped by Tet's place to change and claim my things. It took me a while to get another cab to go home. I was really, really nervous. This is the first time in a long while that I will be going home alone at 1a. Usually, it's either I'm with someone in the cab or I'll be brought home by a friend who has a car. If only I can sleep over Tet's place. But in a few minutes I'm in front of my house and hurriedly I alighted the cab. Whew!

DEAR YOU

Dear YOU,

I really enjoy your company, much more our conversations which seemed to be non-stop. We rarely run out of word to say. I loved to laugh with you.

I appreciate your openness. Thank you for trusting me with the little details of your life. Thank you too for including me in your preoccupations. It has been quite long since someone has been so endearing towards me. Thanks for making me smile, and sometimes blush. I enjoy the sudden ruch of blood all over my face. I feel like I'm glowing and a smile is plastered on my face. I am not yet walking on clouds, but I feel like floating. Though, I fear rising higher--as the song goes: I am afraid to fly...coz I don't know how ( Need to change it a bit to suit me ...)

I always have fun when I'm with you. It is fun making fun of the people around us too! You seem to let me loose my very cloistered self. Subtly...

I want this feeling to linger but not for long. Sometime before, I've already committed numerous mistakes and I've resolved not to do them again. You are a dear friend that I cannot afford losing.

One thing that causes a rift in a friendship between a boy and a girl is when one realizes that he or she feels more than normal. I love it said in X-Files: As if a switch is flickered somewhere and things are just not the same. Oftentimes, if this happens, one or both just retreat and start building separate lives. I hope that won't happen to us. Perhaps, if the inevitable realizes, may we learn to acknowledge it. Let's just take it from there. I'm not ready to jump into anything yet--not yet. May we merit the blessing of God in this friendship--and wherever it leads us.


--me

C R I S I S

A friend texted me a few minutes ago. He was telling me how hard it is to attend to an aunt who is undergoing chemotheraphy. It breaks my heart to hear (read) that his heart is breaking too as he sees his aunt groan in pain. If only I can do anything much more than words. If only I can hold his hand and try to assure him that he is not alone. And if only I can promise that things will be fine. I hope that my friendship is enough to keep him sane. One day...I'll give him that big bear hug...hoping that it will be his relief.

STANDING IN SOMEONE ELSE'S SHOES

Sometimes, one gets caught up in a situation where he is completely aware of the need of a friend for a friend. However, he feels, he just can't do anything. He fears of going overboard or getting too entangled. He thinks that, perhaps, the friendship is not that ripe enough to be overly concerned. Or it might be too early to show much affection. But then again, he asks: shouldn't that moment be now? Sigh. If only this man learns how to acknowledge his feelings, act on it wisely and just ride with the tides, things could be a lot better.

RACKING MY BRAINS OUT

Sheesh! Am I really born just today or am just too slow to learn how to use this blog thing? I hope I'd publish this and create a very nice template next time...Whatever... i still have to run for a class...Whew!