Entries for October, 2006

October 1st, 2006

a tiring but wonderful weekend

Saturday:

At noon, my mom, my kid and Miss L (my little sis) were already checked in the apartelle. I was a bit pressured because when they arrived, I was still in the office. When I was out, I had to go back to the boarding house because there were things that I bought for my son. I also passed by Sr. Pedro for their lunch. When I got there, I was already tired. But when I saw my son, I just forgot all about it.

waiting for mommy, mama and yaya

We had lunch and agreed that we will go to the mall to get a gift for my cousin's birthday. When we got to the kid's department, Miss L saw this scary mask. She wore it and she scared my son. Now, that is the first time that he got scared. I always told my sisters and parents not to scare my son just to let him do something. And he seemed fearless. I was a bit agitated because my kid really got scared. He didn't even want to pass by that stand. 

in a mall while waiting for the gift

riding a cart at the grocery

After getting some stuff, we had to go to my aunt's house for the children's party. Kishni was really wary of people. That was the first time he encountered our relatives who are strangers in his little world. He didn't even want to be touched by his great grandfather. We tried to let him socialize with the other kids and our relatives, but he remained aloof. He just enjoyed munching ice cubes which were for the juice. Miss K (my other little sis) and my father arrived minutes after. After a time, Kishni was already partying hard and dancing.

wearing dad's shades

We decided to go home because my parents had other "plans" for their evening. When we reached the apartelle, they fled quicklyto buy some things. Kishni was already sleep, by the way, while we were in the cab. A friend of mine kept texting me because she said that there's a dinner for our wave in one call center I was with. Kishni woke up so I took him with me to the restaurant along with Miss L. Miss K was left alone in our room.

There were many changes with the people (from 'that' call center). Some stayed with the company. Some moved on to another. A girl former colleague and a guy former colleague got married last May 2006. And she's ready to explode now. I just waited for my kid's ninang so that she can see her godchild. Then we went back to the apartelle. My parents were already there, by the way.

Sunday:

I started at 6:30 AM. I brought food to my family to the apartelle. Miss L, my kid and I had to go to the mall ahead of them because he was already very bored waiting. My father can't come with us since he has a meeting with his club. First, we went to the park where there was a pond. We threw in some bits of bread crumbs and he enjoyed watching them. After a while, we went to a coffee shop and ordered a kind of iced coffee for Miss L and cheese twist for my kid. And Kishni loved the iced coffee. Miss K and mother arrived later.

We somehow got bored because what we can do was just limited. Out of boredom, we decided to go to another mall. Then we discovered that it was a riot there. It seemed as if you're in the streets of the city when there's Sinulog. But when we were looking for jeans for Miss K, he found a new friend. The toddler is already 2 years and 4 months old. They just met but they connected. They seemed that they knew each other for long. The kid had to go though so they embraced each other good bye.

kishni found a friend

We got back to where we came from. It was already late in the afternoon when father joined us. Kishni slept while being carried by father. Now, they are on their way to our home.

And I am really tired. I don't even know if I'm what I wrote is interesting or if it makes sense. I just needed to share these pictures.

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Posted by darkthoughts at 04:08 AM | whisper it to me

October 17th, 2006

Puppy Love


darkthoughts

It was the summer of 2004. I was in Metro Manila that time, working for a call center in Makati. It was lonely for me to be in a strange big city. I couldn't go out with my friends since they didn't have the same rest day as I had. So I spent my time going to the mall and surfing the Internet and chatting.

I met "Michael" in the IRC. I don't remember which channel it was or what we had talked about. But somehow, we exchanged numbers and began sending messages to each other. I knew then that he's in Batanggas, visiting his grandmother. We planned several times to meet in a mall in Makati but he couldn't leave his granny.
The time came when I realized I was pregnant. Well, actually, I already knew I was pregnant because I didn't have my period for 3 straight months then. I had just been too scared to accept it since no one was there for me. The father of my baby was not there because we broke off before I flew to Manila. Or rather, he broke off with me because he fell for another girl.
It was a double hit for me. I was so down that I thought of taking my own life and the life of my baby. Yet Michael was there, still texting despite knowing that I was pregnant. He urged me to live my life and tell my parents about. So I did. And as expected, it was a bomb for them.
I went home feeling lost, useless and worthless. Every night beside my sisters, I cry myself to sleep. Michael was the only person who can make me smile.
A couple of days after I arrived in Cebu, he told me that he was also in Cebu. He was taking his review classes here for the board exams. He is from Iloilo so Cebu was a practical choice for his studies. He asked if he could go to our province, which was an hour away from Cebu City, so he could meet me. I never expected that he would, but I certainly hoped.
And he did. He texted me that he was already in the church where I instructed him to go. I was a bit shocked that he was able to get there since it was his first time in Cebu. So I quickly headed there. "Michael" was already 23 years old at that time but I saw a lanky young man with hair divided in the middle. He looked younger than his age. We talked a bit and decided to start walking to our house. I thought he didn't bring a bag or anything but he rushed to the candle house and got  his bag, a plastic and something covered in newspaper. On the way to the house he gave me the plastic bag and the thing covered in newspaper.
"What's this?" I asked.
 
"Just open it," he urged.
It was an arrangement of yellow roses in a box which looked like a small coffin.  That was the first time I received flowers. I was already half expecting to see flowers inside but that didn't hinder me from feeling wonderful. I don't know how else to describe what I felt. It was just wonderful. 
"You're blushing," he commented.
I was indignant on saying, "No. I don't know how to blush!" But he laughed at me.
In the plastic bag were several boxes of peanut kisses so I asked if he went to Bohol. He said that he just saw them in the grocery of Gaisano South and thought that my sisters and I might like them.
I served him a plateful of pancit canton that I cooked and a plate of rice. I was surprised to see later that he downed them all. He couldn't believe that I was the one who cooked the pancit. We talked in our living room after he ate. We talked about anything under the sun.
It was already at 5PM when I advised him to go since it would be difficult to get a V-hire if he'd go much later. On our way out of the compound, we passed by my mom who was at the neighbor's yard. He went near my mom and explained that he knew about my situation and that he is there as my friend. Imagine, my anxiety at that moment. No guy was ever brave enough to approach my mom.
I ended up going with him to the town since I still wanted to be with him. We bought bread and a bottle of Coke each at a food shop near the terminal.
"Can I ask you a favor?" he asked
 
"Sure, what is it?" I was happy to oblige.
"Can I court you? But promise me you won't have me, you won't say yes." It was a weird request.
"Why would you still want to court me if I won't say yes? Besides, I don't want to fall for you."
"Yeah. You're right." He agreed but he looked at me as if he was telling me something through his eyes.
After our talk, he needed to go or he'd miss the van. So we said our good byes.
It's ironic that the next time that we met was only because of my pre-natal check up. My tummy wasn't that big at that time. I would have to stay in a friend's apartment the night before the check up since I had to be early in the hospital. He would be there and then we would talk. we'd sit near the door way for the apartment and he'd lay his head on my shoulders or on my lap. I felt young and vulnerable at that time. The moment was painfully sweet. I almost wished it would last forever.
I took him to the gate when he was about to go home. Then he asked, "Can I ask for something?"
"What's that?" I wondered.
"Can I kiss you?" I was a bit surprised but I know in my heart I hoped for that.
"Well, okay." I stood stiff as I was waiting for the kiss. Then he kissed my cheek and got out of the gate as quickly as he could. It took minutes to register in my mind what had happened. I was expecting a kiss on the lips but he kissed me at my cheeks! Then I laughed my heart out. It wasn't what I expected but it sure was damn sweet. That memory made me sleep that night with a smile on my face.
The last time we met, we just spent out time holding each other's hands. He was hugging me. He wanted to talk to me about what we feel. Then in the end we both decided to just accept that we can't really be. We felt that it was the end of what we had.
I cried so much that night because it hurt. I couldn't explain what hurt me, but the hurt, somehow, reached my physical body because there was a physical pain on my chest.
I had loved the father of my child. He became my everything at one point in my life. What I felt for "Michael" wasn't that intense as my love for the father. However it became my source of strength when I needed it most. It was childish but wonderful. And I know that no matter whoever comes into my life, I would never forget "Michael".
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Posted by darkthoughts at 01:33 AM in gugmang giatay | 2 whispered
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