the aftermath..

the 29th was relieving.. as rakistah described it in her text message, a good meal.. a good laugh.. a bottle of beer.. and a strongly-coping friendship..

we went to kubo sa lawn for our dinner in search for a new environment.. a new ambiance.. and weren't disappointed that we felt the need to order a round-o-beer after dinner. we never planned of drinking there but the place was so inviting that we can't resist..

the friendship is in a "coping" status.. but so far, so good.. there were still some minor issues that bothers some but there were words of assurance.. i once said in one of my accounts in the net that people make their best speeches when they're angry.. now i'm inclined to rebut the same. people, too, can make a helluva speech and utterances when trying to patch things that matters.. that sometimes the best speeches may not be always themed with rudeness.. with negativity.. with anger.. i know, these are the topics that most of us read.. the topics that sell.. but it woudn't hurt to listen to the views of an optimistic once in a while.. to those who says "there is a way out.." without any mental reservation..

good day fellahs!

a tribute..

funny how we meet people in our lives and be surprised that through such brief encounters, the person we're shaking hands with today will become the best friend all of us has been longing to find..

after we transferred here in bcd, i had the opportunity to get to know this guy from a common friend who happened to be on a vacation here. after one great day of partying, we exchanged digits.. and since he's my first local friend, we started going out on a daily basis! we often call the mall here our home. arcade is our common denominator.. coffee shops are our home bases -- mocha for him, brewed for me.. (i do have lactose intolerance so i dont drink, as much as possible, coffees with milk or cream.. otherwise, the oval office will be my next stop!lol)

of course, everything can't be as easy as do re mi.. for one reason or another, we lost communication for about 4 or 5 months.. tried contacting him but it seemed like he changed his number.. out of service..

in the meantime, i took up the admission exam in law school.. passed it.. and started schooling.. until i received a text message from him one day. he needed my help.. i told him to meet me up in a coffee shop just in front of the university where i study. i come to know about his problem and i never doubted on helping him.. the friendship continued.. we became best friends..

for you this post may be another piece-o-shit, but i feel the need to write about it though.. we may have had bad times together.. we may have had some altercations but it doesnt change the fact that he is my bestfriend.. the first person in my life who have accepted me for who i am despite my imperfection.. the only person who had the courage to slap my face and kick my butt when im acting like a complete asshole..

as early as now, should my bestfriend be reading this..

T H A N K Y O U ! !

..and so our story goes..

random thoughts..

im alone again.. my friends are gone.. some to party.. others went home..

now i know that writing, too, can't be forced.. lol. bin sitting in front of this computer but i haven't had any idea to write about.

we were supposed to have a criminal law class tonight, but one of my classmates texted me that he was informed by our prof's clerk of court that judge cannot meet us.. fuck! to think i have rushed to the library to borrow the revised penal code!

by the way.. elyang, i hate you! hahahah (joke!) wanna know why?

(whispering: she checked my bag and told me that my perfume is his cousin's car air freshener! huhuhu... now im constrained to use it and forced to change it.. more huhu.. )

juz kidding.. luv u elyang! enjoy the partee!

on love and friendship..

WE CANNOT FORCE OURSELVES TO BE HAPPY.

this is what i have learned yesterday. sometimes, our body feels what the rest of the day is gonna be like or how our day will gonna end like.

our class started @ 530pm. fiscal was on time. after the reports, we were supposed to have a long quiz, but she changed her mind. no more final exams!

should be fun right?

so, we went to the park and our nbi agent comrade treated us a round of beer and an hour at the music box!

again, should be fun right??

it was supposed to be.. but it wasn't.. we tried singing danceable songs to make the room a bit lively but it didn't worked. maybe it has something to do with the problem that my other friends are facing right now. we have decided not to talk about it anymore and since it basically involves the two of them alone, we'll let them do the ironing.. this should and could not affect, in any manner, the friendship that we all treasure.. subjective, i know. im hopeful.

...it is not a question of our differences.. not even with our mistakes, but rather with our principles that we can finally resolve and come up.. hopefully, with the most taken for granted word.. peace! i really cant remember where in hell have i memorized this line or from what book or film or author that i come to type those statement.. but its not mine, surely.. lol

after about 30mins in the music box, i left. went to a local mall to meet my partner.. went to the parking area to leave my things inside his car.. we bought medicines for his maintenance and vitamins and the twilight book series..

we went home at about 9pm and while inside the car, him driving, he began complaining.. that i don't appreciate everything he does.. that he cannot feel that i care for him.. that he cannot feel anything from me.. even a consolation at all! that i should cater not only my friends' needs but also his'! that, i am.. aaaaahhh! enough!

i reasoned out. but when he began raising his voice, i stopped. closed my eyes and listened to every word he uttered.. i cried silently.. my tears were overflowing. but t'was alright. used to those words..

we're home. silence.

do re mi..

good monday mawnin guys!

back to law school matters again.. my group is scheduled to report on canon 5 of the code of judicial conduct this aftee.. so no mind-puzzling posts for today.. just plain legal comprehension and basic memorization..

il get back to those issues tomorrow..

show me your nail marks..

i am not feeling well and i dont have anything in my mind to write. just had my breakfast and the televised mass just ended.. im not yet in the mood to watch anything other than the mass. it has become a routine for me every sundays.. right after the mass the priest said:

"we have been forgiven.. because we are called to forgive.. we have been blessed.. because we are called to be a blessing for others.. on the judgment day, He will say.. show me your nail marks.."

i received a text message. something is wrong with my friends right now. cant write about it though. im not in the position to comment or make any statement about it. i might be misunderstood.. im hopeful.. i know this is just the part of the story where the character have to face the worst problem in his life and eventually, like a magical rain, solutions will pour!

however, i am reserving my right, as your friend, to call for peace and settle things amicably! we are all degree holders here.. and professionals as you are, i know you both can compromise..

mawnin guys! peace be with you..

diary. 4-24-25-09.

right after i posted "realization" i was relieved. i was able to smile again. blogging so far have been effective for me. and since last night was a blast, i want to write "lite". dont even know if there is such a word as lite writing! lol

last night i partied twice. first with my friends, rakistah, elyang and buninay and then with an old friend, bryan.. two separate occasions.. two distinct genres.. the first was spiced by musical talebearing while the other was spiced with ginseng and strawberries! lol.. now you're laughing!

first stop. music box.

after 3 bottles of san mig lights and a truckload of chitchatting about this and that, were done. on a regular basis, it's more than enough to make my day. plus the fact that i dont have a single law book in my hands! in our group, only rakistah can sing. the rest, including me, cant. but we sing! just because you cant doesnt mean you shoudnt, right? besides we are paying customers!

we separated ways at about 9pm since buninay has to report for work to leave work. confused? she brought 3 copies of resignation letters with her which she prepared just before we started drinking. buninay is the youngest in the group.. also a struggling law student.. an AB PolSci degree holder and a PhD in blogging! lol

second stop. "home sweet home".

played with my shih, jasper.. prepared their (i also have a rot, achilles) food.. ate dinner.. checked my mails.. made some calls.. chatted with some cyber friends.. BOOORING! my bestfriend is with a crowd so he cant give me company tonight. instead, i called bryan and asked if he's free. i heard a "yes".

third stop. panaad.

though i am not really familiar with the places here in bacolod, i managed to reached panaad alone @ past midnight. i saw my bestfriend and a classmate in law school.. bry and i met at the stadium.. we stayed in himamaylan booth where he ate his midnight snacks. beer for me. the booth started to become crowded because of the presence of himamaylan's candidate for the lin-ay sang negros. we transferred to the pulupandan booth and continued our drinking spree. the booth closed past 3am.

final stop. goldenfield.

luckily, MO2 is still open. our motto last night or this morning: "till we drop!"