Monday, May 30, 2005

Makati Diaries 11: Did she come into your life?

The year seemed amazingly active.
And now she’s 24.
Did she come into your life?
Did you see her grow?

4 jobs around Makati.
Nightly joyrides. First lady treatments.
Coffee nights. Coffee dawn.
Friendships built. Friendships forgotten.

She looks at herself.
Tired and Enduring
Semi-tactless but 100% caring.
Evidently dressed better and yet still couldn’t leave being a punk.

Innocence is with the wind.

Hurt. Cheated. Accused.
Her heart was torn into million pieces .
And yet incredibly still so much in love with him.

She celebrates the day in her lonely table.
Trying hard to learn everyday.
Staying up late, and living up to her boss’ expectations
She’s supposed to be in high spirits
And yet tears would well up her frail eyes.
I just wish her to be a happy girl again.
Like she used to be.
Happy birthday to her.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Makati diaries 10 : A chamorro surprise!


From: Jazzef 7438517
Message ; Tol, powerbooks. 7pm

One thing I learned from Sef is never be late. You even need to get your watches in sync. Though I am so hooked with my work, I need to hit Ayala around 6:30pm. And since there’s no much rides in my area to the mall (aside from walking up to LKG tower), taxi’s are but a relief. Good thing on Saturdays, you don’t need to look corporate. Funny. I’m wearing heels.

From: Jazzef 7438517

Message: I’ll be late…

So much for rushing.
It was a weeks notice when I received this invite of his. A wave of shock took me. Like what does he want me to think? Padespedida na ba ito? And though not too much to my surprise, most of the batch are leaving the country. Like cows, seeking greener pastures. And like a beautiful beach where you’ve been, it may be the last time you’ll ever see them.

After 15 minutes (or so). Sef came.
“tol! Anong meron??!”. Huh? Huh?”. I was squeezing his neck.
“anong anong meron?”, he was busy texting.

Unexpectedly, a longhaired lady with deep set of dimples emerged from nowhere.
It’s Marie!! Gosh it’s Marie!
Still the same—simple on black shirt and jeans.

And yet behind that uncomplicated look is a lady who survived UST Engineering,
Someone who usually stand between contractors and management,
A lady who teaches Construction Math to fully grown adults
back in the beautiful island of GUAHHHM....

It has been almost 11months. And I was a happy girl the last time we saw each other.
We told stories better than we did on emails.
Joe treated us to Bubba Gump. Coffee bean on marie.
Two other guys weren’t able to make it. Sayang.


Late at night, I took a taxi all the way to caloocan.
Hava family outing thingy in Bulacan the next day.

It was an active weekend.




Monday, May 16, 2005

Makati diaries 9: Up the 16F

as i rode a taxi on my way to work this morning with three total strangers, i received an sms

from sheryll..." joms, i heard from chico this morning greeting somebody who just passed the CE board exams. the results are out i guess."

i ddnt reply bec i had no load. my heart was panting. as i reached the office. i called her up.

"girl, wla akong load. may internet k db? check mo naman.", kako. " teka may tinitingnan ako para kay neal", she retorted. " ah ganon ba? pasenxa na. cge mmaya na lang". "ito na nga binubuksan na. saan ba?" i told her to look up at inq7 and read a list of courses... "chemical.... civil...*pause 19 lang ang nag-exam??.... *pause.. ay iba to.. tol wala pa results", she finished.

okay but unbelieving.i loaded up as lunch came. "Joel, may results na daw ah". Joel opened inq7...."

..
687 MANALO, MARLON BRYAN GENER ....


At that instant. i ddnt know what to feel. i am sure i am happy about it. finally he did it. i was finding explanation about my strange feeling while eating my longganisa. i texted ryll.

"To: *ryll Message: He passed...

after three spoonfuls, i moved my lunch back to the ref. tried to drink water and went to the balcony. Up the 16F overlooking the roofs and cars passing by. i know that the air is darn hot but i felt chilly. i looked at my phone.

"from: *ryll / Message: Dapat lang. He bears the name of our school. Well, u must b happy. Congratulations?"

"I was sad sheryll. i ddnt eat lunch. nalulungkot ako kasi diko manlang siya ma-congrats".

"I perfectly understand jom. u have to go through thgis painful triumphant moment of h is that u cant be part of any longer.. so u can move on, find and accept someone else in you life who cn love u the way he didnt, so u can be part of his dream, triumphs/failures. u nid this bitter phase to push you to move on.."

im becoming dramatic that this is an important event of his that it affects me.
i went back in the office at 1pm.


8:29 pm. May 16,2005.


Sunday, May 01, 2005

Makati Diaries 8: AWOL _part 2

Maybe... not looking back had been a habit of mine.
maybe because it pains/saddens me.
for saying goodbye is hard.
but then again, we all get used to spoken and unspoken goodbyes.

we were heading south. still panting as if i had left a dead body or something.
im not used to running away but i have no choice, i have to leave.
and yet my conscience is there, telling me to find a phone
at least finish the task that i left.

barely lunch, i searched for a phone. eh puro card ang meron.
so i went to look for phonecards until we have searched the whole mall.
as i have made a few phone calls. no freight mover is available.
as we were ordering Magoos, i made a slight courage if i could use their phone.
Still no freight mover.
i made a decision.

me: hello? ms. Yna? si Joan to...............
she responded.
me:wala po ako mahanap eh...............
ms. yna: Sa monday nlng cgro. papasok kba sa monday?..............

There it is. Like why does she need to ask? Was it in the tone of my voice?

me: Hindi na po...
ms. yna: Aabsent ka? or hindi kna papasok?

me: hindi na po... Cge po......thank you. (i put the receiver down)

and that was it. she should get the idea.
and there i was, At ATC, spending my last salary on Pizza and Catwoman.

i dont care. i am happy anyway.