PUTANGINA GRADUATE NA AKO! SA. WA. KAS!
To whoever you are - I’m really sorry it took this long. If I haven’t, maybe we may have worked things out before the shit hit the fan real hard and maybe we’d still be together now. Fine you’re minus maybe a fifth of your braincells because of the work you’re in but I’ll still love you the same. A person is not just brains ya know. But as the song goes, it’s too late to apologize I guess.
So after this, I’ll drink a bottle of that Gilbey’s Special Premium each for you, for me and for what we had before. I’d like to think we had something special; even now I still believe that. I hope the same holds for you. Would I want to have that back? MAYBE. First question is, would you? You’re right; we’re not the same persons any more so if ever that happens we’d have to work from scratch and maybe we’ll find again what brought us together before.
But I’m not hoping nor expecting anything. I just want us to be happy. And if that means we’d get back together, why not right? But hey, as I’ve said, you are right. Things are different now.
OK back to regular programming.
P.S. I love you. It used to mean a lot before, but I’ll say it now and mean every single word of it - I. Love. You.
… no not double. More like N-tuple, N being a natural number greater than four.
It’s no secret - I’m a pretty lonely guy with his heart on his sleeve. So I guess the world can’t blame me for jumping at every feasible-looking chance of having someone to share my life with. It’s I dunno, human nature to look for companions I guess. Either that or I’m just one very sad desperate individual who’d jump at anything. But anyway. Back to Trouble. Wait. TroubleS more like it. Yes, plural. Because I’m a masochist like that.
Like :3. A romance with her is hardly a good idea, considering her/my/our circumstances. Yet there I was (and maybe/most likely still am), interested in her for a lot of reasons that may make you go roll your eyes in disgust of the creature I’ve devolved to beacuse of her. She’s not drop dead gorgeous; some people may be put off by her er, imbalanced features but as some famous author said more often than not the imperfections make the person more perfect. And her attitude - she’s got spunk, that much I can say. And she’s a good person - kind of heart and all that pizazz. But she’s attached. Yay. (more…)
So I’ve been ear-deep in the shit called work; I never did figure out how I dug myself out of that but I sort-of did it. Anyway. Almost a month back I was invited for the (re)launch of Seven Suites Hotel Observatory. Almost a month later, here I am writing about it. (more…)