After choir practice I went along with Che and Ai northbound.
Dinaanan ko muna sa imprenta si Brt para sabay na kaming pumunta sa bahay nila. When we got there Brt's andun ang lahat ng pamilya nila - pinsan, tito at tita, lolo at lola. Siempre me videoke habang nagiinuman. They had one of those high-tech na microphone na may chips at dun na lang pipindutin para makakanta. Ayos diba. A real must have for every videoke lover. Binanatan ko ung Crazy ni Patsy Cline, at ilan sa mga kanta ng EBTG at Sade.
So there I was being just like part of his family a few years ago. I guess a considerable part of the difficulty leaving Brt is leaving his family. Coz really, breaking up is just twice as hard when you have begun to love you’re bf’s family and friends. Those years together I have come to love Brt’s nephews John Dale and Carl. His sisters Ate Cathy – my kabatak sa kakikayan, Ate Malyn and his cousin Retchel. And even after we broke up when we got a chance to talk over the phone we update each other with what’s been going on around each other’s family. Even my sisters lalo na si Ate asked about Brt frequently. And it didn’t help that they feel bad about the breakup with comments like "Kawawa na man si Kuya Brt" and the likes.
Matanong kita. Ano mas pipiliin mo? Ung mas mahal mo kesa mahal ko o the other way around?
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On my way to work I suddenly remember I do not have small bills for my fare. All I’ve got on my bag was a P500 bill and a few coins. And I was already halfway from home on a tricycle. I counted the coins and got only like P18. Fifteen bucks for a tricycle ride and another 5.50 bucks for the jeepney fare. After getting out of the tricycle I looked around for open stores and spotted a bakery. Headed straight since I was thinking I got a good chance of exchanging my P500 bucks for smaller bills since they have a lot of customers during the mornings. Apparantly not. But this sweet lady running the store was kind enough to give me 2.50 after I have explained to her my situation. I thanked her profusely.
Worth blogging diba, may mga anghel pa pala sa lupa.
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I am currently listening to launchcast radio’s Classic R&B. The selection they’ve got is smashing! I feel like I’m in some dark cozy bar sipping my red wine. The room smelling of vanilla flavored tobacco. All the men and women dressed to the nines dancing slowly. Astig.
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Dinaanan ko muna sa imprenta si Brt para sabay na kaming pumunta sa bahay nila. When we got there Brt's andun ang lahat ng pamilya nila - pinsan, tito at tita, lolo at lola. Siempre me videoke habang nagiinuman. They had one of those high-tech na microphone na may chips at dun na lang pipindutin para makakanta. Ayos diba. A real must have for every videoke lover. Binanatan ko ung Crazy ni Patsy Cline, at ilan sa mga kanta ng EBTG at Sade.
So there I was being just like part of his family a few years ago. I guess a considerable part of the difficulty leaving Brt is leaving his family. Coz really, breaking up is just twice as hard when you have begun to love you’re bf’s family and friends. Those years together I have come to love Brt’s nephews John Dale and Carl. His sisters Ate Cathy – my kabatak sa kakikayan, Ate Malyn and his cousin Retchel. And even after we broke up when we got a chance to talk over the phone we update each other with what’s been going on around each other’s family. Even my sisters lalo na si Ate asked about Brt frequently. And it didn’t help that they feel bad about the breakup with comments like "Kawawa na man si Kuya Brt" and the likes.
Matanong kita. Ano mas pipiliin mo? Ung mas mahal mo kesa mahal ko o the other way around?
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On my way to work I suddenly remember I do not have small bills for my fare. All I’ve got on my bag was a P500 bill and a few coins. And I was already halfway from home on a tricycle. I counted the coins and got only like P18. Fifteen bucks for a tricycle ride and another 5.50 bucks for the jeepney fare. After getting out of the tricycle I looked around for open stores and spotted a bakery. Headed straight since I was thinking I got a good chance of exchanging my P500 bucks for smaller bills since they have a lot of customers during the mornings. Apparantly not. But this sweet lady running the store was kind enough to give me 2.50 after I have explained to her my situation. I thanked her profusely.
Worth blogging diba, may mga anghel pa pala sa lupa.
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I am currently listening to launchcast radio’s Classic R&B. The selection they’ve got is smashing! I feel like I’m in some dark cozy bar sipping my red wine. The room smelling of vanilla flavored tobacco. All the men and women dressed to the nines dancing slowly. Astig.
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