Anyway, my birthday exactly started at 12 am, when my really thoughtful mahal called me up to sing for me. Admittingly, I was still sleepy by then. I slept at around 11 because I still had to put up with the spaghetti and the flower bread (I’ll show the pictures, so you won’t be quizzical about it).
So, I tried to go to sleep. Apparently, it was unsuccessful. I really wanted to cry. My roommates were already snoring but I stayed wide awake. Eventually, my batchmates came along for a sip of hot milo and some slightly freezing spaghetti. My mentors, Ma’am Karel and Sir Tata came too (I bet Sir Tata slept for like 5 minutes while waiting for the food to be served). Anyway, they went there and got scolded by my killjoy neighbor. The incident proved to be insignificant anyway. I don’t exactly know for Orval because he was the one who talked to the curly dunno-what-to-call-her. After a few rounds of picture-perfect moments, they agreed to go back to sleep which proved a little helpful for me. They left at 2am.
Then, while I thought everything was to be perfect, another group made of slightly off-key singers came along. They were really a bit off-key. At least I’m being honest. Hehe! My BSBA bros and sissies came along with Jela… What’s funny with these people is that I was really thinking that the came here for the food. Well, it was really the food that they consumed. Imagine wasted raisins on the floor plus catsup-splotched jackets. They looked really funny. Hahaha! They never left til around 6 which gave me enough time to prepare for school. For the first few moments, I was just happy that I wasn’t late for class. It was an achievement.
Anyway, the batchmates with Ma’am Karel went out to Banok’s for lunch. I have the pictures in my friendster profile. We were really very full and I was like going to vomit but I had to consume the last quart of Pepsi plus a half-eaten plate of Bihon Guisado. My stomach was really aching and we still had guts to remind Ma’am Karel of her promised ice cream. Eight of us had to finish off a gallon and all of us were really very full. I swear I really wanted to be in a CR that time. I was late for my afternoon class because I was very sleepy when we got back to the school. Anyway, I went back to Digos at around 6. This time, I was with my housemates. I ate chicken AGAIN…plus a liter of pepsi just for me. I was very, very full that I slept right ahead when I got back in my room. Lej wanted to call me but I was sound asleep. I’m sorry… Hehe! Anyway, it was the thought that counted.
Now, for the list, here it is!
I want to thank:
Mama, papa and te joann – for the food, the good cooking and the hospitability
Chau – for doing nothing but irritate me.
Jam Arni Khyle – for my 20 kisses.
Isah, Evange, Manoi, Orval, Erika, Shyne, Gabby and Edward – for keeping me company.
Ma’am Karel – for the ice cream… Happy Birthday too!
Te sweet, Darlene, jan2, te rose, daz, dawn, master, jela and Baby Ralph – for my flowers.
That cute guy who gave us the menu – for being so patient with my kakulitan.
Banok’s Digos – for the food entertainment
Jaacen and Kya Vivan – for singing to me.
SA – for my expected card…You’re all so sweet.
Sis Beam – for my monkey… It’s better than chocolates!
Nai Bem – for my real birthday kiss
Ian Kevin – for EJ’s pic. Hehe! And for the imagined birthday kisses nrin.
Ma’am Nery and Ma’am Credo – for my birthday money. You’re very sweet!
Krissete and Joy – for remembering.
Lej – for the unanswered call. It’s the thought that counts.
Sheena – for putting up with my noise and grown-up immaturity.
Geoff – for the text message
Jam’s Sis [karla] – for the friendster comment.
Ayana Jean – who cared to greet me although a day late.
aYet – for that lick. I hate it!
God – for yesterday, today, tomorrow and all the rest of my days.
Everyone – who loved me, cared for me, understood me and adored me. I exist because of you. Thanks a lot.
My Wish:
I wish happiness would be forever and I wouldn’t cry anymore. I wish for inner peace and deeper commitment. I wish for sweet dreams and good memories. I wish for love and understanding. I wish to see Jam for even just one day. I wish for maturity and childlike innocence. I wish for rainbows and pillows and teddy bears and lots of chocolates. I wish for happiness.
1 comment:
wahahaha!!! hala! kabibo ui... hehehe
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