by the kamunsil tree i sat down and said aplud

"...romances and adventures and tragedies stitched through with a gleaming strand of hope, reminding listeners to love truly, to honor the dead, to uphold the covenant of wisdom and to never, even in darkest hours, surrender to despair." -- Kushiel's Avatar by Jacqueline Carey

lol sa title. i love how i can speak ilonggo, cebuano, tagalog, chinese, and english in a hodgepodge. and up the fact that i'm so good with gay-speak during uni- i miss my easy girls this way. :(

so the constant lunch buddy is such a lad. and i'm crushing on him big time. it's not love love love but it's crush crush crush cuz the person's interesting in his own right. he wears all the kewl things that all early 20s lads don't wear. he is a cross of prep and hip. so you don't find a guy like that anywhere. lalo na in this gahdforsaken city. you don't. yes, you'll get social climbers tambay-ing on clubs but their homes and cars are on mortgage. you'd get those.

this boy on the other hand is different. lived allover the islands. stayed most of the time in luzon. even lived in zambales down to the durrrrrrrrrty southern mindanao. and even in the kingdom of saudi arabia.

speaks english in the craziest of accents. and some times i don't understand him as he speaks. i would just ask- what was that. he repeats the same sentence and still he wouldn't make sense to me at all. so i smile and would just agree with his gem of a thought at that very moment.

at least he realized kamunsil is aplud when you did not have a bottle of red horse. by the day, i'm really turning him into alcohol. he orders red horse while i eat lunch. mostly pork or chicken. and i talk about my insecurities. and he talks about his unborn baby girl.

and then at the end of those lunches as he walks me back to work, i would think-that was such a kilig lunch and a bxtch slap at the same time. my thinking faculty and wavelength is still that of a 22 year old child.

and yeah i get kilig over invites for saturday nights and gym and facebook messages and the possibility of going to his basketball game(this, i self-invited).

and then i think about yeah, all's a show. there are just days when you need inspiration. there are days when you need a good laugh.

this entry is about a boy. and it's off-tangent really. ;p

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