2nd of 11: Mundane is Constant

tag-lish post coming to you in a moment, nawa'y di kayo masuka sa pagkairita. :)

     My scheduled job interview today brought me back to the Ortigas-Mandaluyong area. At muli kong natagpuan ang sarili kong nakaupo sa isang regular bus mula sa Cubao at tinitiis ang bigat ng traffic. It's the kind where you fall asleep on one spot and you wake up a good 10 minutes later, having moved for about a meter only (or even less), basta nakakairita. Ipinaalala muli sa akin ng biyaheng iyon kung bakit di naging mahirap sa akin ang magresign mula sa dati kong trabaho sa Ortigas, nakakaubos na ng lakas ang biyahe papuntang trabaho tapos kalahi pa ni Satanas ang ugali ng mga maaabutan mo sa opisina (my better judgement is trying to tell me not to add that  part, but one must make some really bad choices sometimes, may it be a collection of words turn into a phrase, right?) Alas-nuebe ang scheduled interview ko, pero halos 9:30 na ay nasa Cubao pa rin kami. Wala halos usad, masaklap. I was actually scared na baka bumalik yung mga INC kaya ganoon na lang bagal ng galaw ng mga sasakyan (oo medyo iritable ako sa isyu na yan dahil naroon ako ng mga panahong nagpapakitang gilas ang kultong yun, pipigilin ko na ang sarili ko dito baka ano pa ang madagdag ko). Iniisip ko pa yung lalaking katabi ko sa bus, panay ang sipat sa akin/sa dibdib ko, medyo nailang pa ako kasi baka kako ang revealing ng damit ko gayong I took great care in choosing my attire for this interview, red nga lang yung bra ko, dahil kaya dun yun? Hmmm.

1st of 11: Bring it On!

Like last year I am taking it upon myself to write everyday from the 1st till the 11th of September. I've been very lazy despite of my resolve at the beginning of the year to exercise writing constantly and actually posting it, cause I have to keep appearance with my internet existence and then some other superficial reason like that. 

     So I started September with a great task upon me, I am looking for a job. This is unusual. I've never been jobless on my birthday month and to add pressure to the entire matter, my savings is dwindling down, so it's needless to point out that there seemed to be an imaginary timer up on my head upon starting this month. There are bills to pay, brother's tuition to worry about, dad's medication to maintain and books to buy but never read. Reality is hard. (Lol, I went a little dark there for a moment).

This Time Last Year I Couldn't Sleep Beside You

(Intended date of Publication: April 18, 2015, but life took over)

So I traveled to get to you, it was late and we are both tired.  What made me smile was the fact that you waited for me.
I lay on bed next to you for the first time, and I am fully awake. I am too aware of your breathing and the every beat of your heart.
At the crack of dawn, you hands found me. The right hand on my shoulders, enveloping me and trying to coax slumber to arrive, while your left hand was on my hair, petting me like a cat. I am a picture of contentment.
In less than 24 hours the next day I tasted your lips on mine. Your lips is a fountain I wanted to drown myself into.
I miss you today. I miss you most days actually, but today I will be saying it out loud, and so my dear let me write about you

On the 29th of March

I opened my eyes on this day to my father rustling through my wallet and only to find out that I am 300 bucks short. In less than 5 minutes my day is ruined without me doing anything yet. He must need that high so badly for his eyes are almost bulging out and his hands are trembling. He smelled really bad, almost dead like. I jumped out of bed and started screaming. 2 hours later no money was recovered and I am exhausted and really upset.

This day wasn't supposed to start that way, but things got out of hand and I can only do so much in keeping everything together. My juggling prowess is not kicking in, so I guess I just have to see how things will go. 

Taken Aback

As the new dawn settles in, there was a commotion in my neighborhood.
People may be hostile around here but they whisper and tiptoe around the slumbering.
Not this morning.
A heavy feeling in the air can be felt and breaths were held.

Giveaway

Sa mga mandurukot na tila pinag-iinitan ang back pocket ng bag ko, salamat po. Salamat at binigyan nyo ako ng pribilehiyong magbigay ng -cord ng charger, at least napalitan ko na yang defective na cord na yan; ng colored pencils, uh 3 years na sa akin halos yan so I guess dapat ko nang palitan, saka nakaipit sa likod nyan yung confiscated stash ng kapatid ko, kayo na po ang magdispatsya, enjoy; tissue and baby powder, di ko feel yung scent, pang-original johnsons talaga ako; and very recently yung suklay ko, sabagay feel ko ang kulot kong buhok, so thanks for the opportunity para mailugay ko sya. Pagpalain nawa kayo.

Greetings

CONVERSATION:

*spit balling for lack of something to do*

A: I've noticed that you are quite close to male gender, any reason to that?

B: I dunno, I'm straight, so isn't that quite natural?