1. I have always known loneliness and yes, I am finally letting all go. Not that I am tired of loving. I just don't belong to their dreams. MYMP puts it better, ' loving is not owning, you can let me go.'
2. Speaking of letting go, I have let go most of our possesions. TVs, appliances, clothes, book collections, memorabilia, school stuff, furniture, all. I lost those two letters Mama ever gave to me when I was in the seminary. The mud was half leg-deep inside our home when the two-story high water finally receded. Thanks to my skill in swimming, I was not trapped in our roof for hours. I swam against a strong current.
3. I lost me eyeglasses. Facing the computer for eleven hours four times a week and braving the bright midday sucks big time. Woe to you, Ondoy.
4. All my friends are safe. And as soon as the major clean-up in our houses was over, we took the initiative to head the relief operation of our parish. I tell you, my parish priest sucks double big time. He's more concerned of drying his pictures taken from all around the globe than helping people in need. I swear, I will not be like him.
6. My father even called me Robinhood during our efforts to distribute relief goods in our barangay. I call him loser, he vommited in my mattress after a drinking session with the neighbors.
7. I bought Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt to start filling up my shelf again. Tradebook. I am now 155 pesos poorer.
8. I work for eleven hours, four days a week(nasabi ko na to ah.) . My restdays are Tusdays, Fridays and Saturdays I can tell the difference between hell and limbo when I am in my station.
9. I haven't smoked a stick since the flood. I am trembling. Oops. No, I lit one black Marl when Jobi woke me up from my deepest slumber in their master guest room (yes, may ganun), she broke up with the car racer.
2. Speaking of letting go, I have let go most of our possesions. TVs, appliances, clothes, book collections, memorabilia, school stuff, furniture, all. I lost those two letters Mama ever gave to me when I was in the seminary. The mud was half leg-deep inside our home when the two-story high water finally receded. Thanks to my skill in swimming, I was not trapped in our roof for hours. I swam against a strong current.
3. I lost me eyeglasses. Facing the computer for eleven hours four times a week and braving the bright midday sucks big time. Woe to you, Ondoy.
4. All my friends are safe. And as soon as the major clean-up in our houses was over, we took the initiative to head the relief operation of our parish. I tell you, my parish priest sucks double big time. He's more concerned of drying his pictures taken from all around the globe than helping people in need. I swear, I will not be like him.
6. My father even called me Robinhood during our efforts to distribute relief goods in our barangay. I call him loser, he vommited in my mattress after a drinking session with the neighbors.
7. I bought Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt to start filling up my shelf again. Tradebook. I am now 155 pesos poorer.
8. I work for eleven hours, four days a week(nasabi ko na to ah.) . My restdays are Tusdays, Fridays and Saturdays I can tell the difference between hell and limbo when I am in my station.
9. I haven't smoked a stick since the flood. I am trembling. Oops. No, I lit one black Marl when Jobi woke me up from my deepest slumber in their master guest room (yes, may ganun), she broke up with the car racer.
(our barangay. two mornings after.)
10. The company is asking everyone to submit employment requirements again. I don't know what got into them that they ask for the government requirements right after the catastrophe. The Indian should know better.
11. I can Facebook and Wikipedia and all in my workstation. My boss is doing the same. She has just joined my Mafia family actually. Haha!
12. My Lola (Amma) is getting makulit na... nevertheless, I still love her all the more.
13. Half of our 13th month pay will be given this Friday because of the calamity yada yada. You bet that the money will stay in my card longer than 24 hours.
14. The name rings in my ears and the smell of the perfume is like always around me. I can't help but remember. That face and that smile and that hair. All those memories.
(spare my english, kris and lio, am tired of being awake.i badly need some sleep.)
15 palagay:
Am glad you're safe. I was trying to contact you pati na din si kuya jin. Ingat lagi. Kaya mo yan. Mabait si Bro.
your english is improving albeit still needs some polishing regarding S-V agreement. haha!
hindi ko alam na nasalanta ka ng ondoy. dahil jan, iinom tayo pagbalik ko jan. hehe.
at bakit ka bumili ng angela's ashes? hindi mo ba alam na bumili ako ng kopya para ibigay sa'yo? oh well, dahil meron ka nang kopya, ung twisted na lang ang ibibigay ko. sakin, may ivbibigay ka ba? nyahahaha!
at isang malaking "i told you so!" para sa paring nagtataguyod ng iyong paniniwala sa bathaluma. okei, below the belt. saree. huhlolz!
un lang. be safe, ako tatlong taong pabalek!
it's nice to know that you're safe... and you swam against a strong current? good thing nothing bad happened to you...
so your dad was drinking while everything happened? haha wow.
everything's going to be okay elyas... just do what you got to do..
or robinhood nga ba? haha uy joke lang elyas, peace! ^_^
at least safe ka.. okay na rin yun.. at nakabuti na ngang marunong kang lumangoy dahil ako hindi. buti na nga lang at hindi nasama ang lugar namin sa binaha dahil pag nagkataon, malulunod ako hehehe..
nga pala yas, bagao na yung personal blog ko. www.hiraya.net na yung URL. Thanks thanks!
Its good to see you survived Ondoy. I see you still have some dad-issues, oh well. Cliche, but you know what they say. When God closes the door He opens a window. Buti pa sa inyo maaga binigay yung 13th month moolah.
mabuti na lang okay ka...magiingat ka parati ha?
hayz bunso. buti na lang at safe ka. worried na kami ni kuya dan mo kung ano na ang nangyari sa iyo. hayaan mo at makakaraos rin ang bansa sa hagupit ng mga kalamidad na dumarating.
pray kalang kay Bro! miss you dude. hope na magkita kita tayo within this month medyo matagal tagal na rin kasi.
@kuya dan:
thanks. many thought i am a goner nga eh. nyahaha! salamat sa lahat. :D
@lio:
punyemas kang bata ka. hayaan mo, kapag nakakatulog na ko ng higit sa apat na oras sa isang araw, lagot ka saken.
potanamo, paanong hindi masasalanta, napabalandra ang bagong gawa naming bahay malapit sa ilog ng marikina? dahil naghihirap ako, ikaw ang taya. nyaha!
di mo naman kasi sinabing bibigyan mo ko ng kopya. hamuna, akin na yang jessica zafra na yan at mabigay ko sayo yung baller na cory aquino memento.
gago. tamad lang talaga yung matandang yun. ewan. isa syang malaking kontradiksyon. pero di dapat yun maging dahilan para mawalan ako ng tiwala. :D
@jinnakedxds3:
yup. papa made sure we'll all grow up swimmers. nyaha!
he was drinking after the major clean up. he's a loser. di ako sa kanya nagmana sa pag-toma. nyaha!
robinhood was his term. i cannot connect though.
@fjordan:
haha. loko loko!
salamat sa concern. :D
cge2, change ko na lang url mo sa list ko. dami nyong nagpalit ng mga urls. jahe.
@binchee:
the dad issues. nyahaha!
well, we're much better that before, i must tell you. :D
@period:
i sure will. salamat po!
@kuya jin:
o yeah! kelan nga? bago na number ko eh... txt kita tom.
honga, nung akomismo pa yung last kita natin. :D
mabuti naman at ok ka yas and your family!
lumipat na ako sa wordpress.
teka, sino pala parish priest mo?
nagseminaryo ka pala????
Your mother's letters, gone?
How sad. You could have scanned them and placed them in a safe place somewhere out there in the world wide web.
Those important letters were irreplaceable! You could even have scanned them and email them to me for safe-keeping (and for me to enjoy and be inspired) and I would have gladly done so.
The priest who was more concerned drying his photos than helping a hand – is totally uninspiring, but don't let his behavior disillusion you.
Nobody's perfect, remember? We can always try to be perfect, but we all know that life is not a bowl of Phó (the ever popular Vietnamese noodle soup :) that took Canada and the USA by storm).
You are doing the right thing, Robinhood. Keep it up. Sometimes, after all, we can be too self-righteous to see our own frailties. If you let patience and hope run your life, you might reach the so-called SATORI in your lifetime.
:)
Be happy. Keep smelling the fragrant flowers and/or the freshly brewed BARAKO COFFEE (forget STARBUCKS) when you wake up every morning.
:)
Rest if you must. Then move forward.
musta Yas? Pasenxa na di aq nakaka reply sau wala pa ring kwenta ang cp ko kaya siguro nasira yung isa kulang sa TLC ko hehe...
buti naman okay kayo... God bless kapatid!
I should have seen you on the train. See you soon.
sorry for the oc-iness, parang may sudden change of font styles sa post na ito. :)
i already got my tin number and, i guess, all is good to go. see you, yas, my future co-worker. :] -kris
Tragedy is always a good wake up call.
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