This one started out with nothingness. The day was seemingly ordinary.
BUT this night... I was in unstableness. I felt unsecure.Like theres a dragon, caged inside my chest. . .
It sparked with a simple message.
---kamusta na?! ;3 .I asked.
It was,I , who were talking to a friend,my
BESTFRIEND SHOULD BE.6 years have passed and we have known each other very well.
We used to laugh all day, giggle, shriek in any manner of voice, and do lots of craziness.
BUT to my dismay....he didn't replied.
BTW.my mom saw you...kanina. I simply said.
Nakita ko nga sya kanina eh. HE replied.
I was starting to make volcanoes pump out their lavas.but it didn't...
HE DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION.He had taken me for granted.
But instead, he(we) talked about somebody else....AND BOOM!...ended right there.
WHERE'S THE 6 YEARS?What happened?He doesn't know me at all--all he know about is that im MIKE who was his childhood friend, the brat , the devil from the heavens, the former classmate,....
HIS PLAYMATE.Now,Im begging to ask myself,If I'd do the same thing to.....
WILL I LOOK BACK?
The day started out with a sweaty handkerchief.
It was past 11:30 am.And DIANE told me to meet them at WalterMart.
UNLUCKILY,they weren't there.
BUT IN THE NICK OF TIME,I saw CLARISE,walking her way to DIANE's house.
SO---I followed my instincts. We head at WALTERMART,with diane,clarise,facto,sushi and rosette. We had our pictures taken,in about 10 minutes,WHOA.that's FAST.
We head to FEU,to finally submit the application forms,BUT NOT ME,because Mom said that most of the Tamaraws have frats and ONLY because of the high tuition fee.
--At the campus,we asked around where the hell we'll submit the forms.
Manong Giard said that it is at the
TICK building,Diane--haha. innocently aswered 'where is the TICK building?'----- out of their surprise,HA! IT'S THE
TECH BUILDING!
We zoomed through UE.To file a registration,NOT ME becasue I HATE THE STRUCTURE of the school campus and my choice course is not there. . .
We ate at McDO again,...and flashed at UST.
GAWD.The campus is wide.IMAGINE you'll be haggard after you'll reach the designated building. We caught up getting UST application forms and have a picture -taking with the fountain.JUMPING FOUNTAIN,it is,.
IGNORANCE IS BLISS.
After the college hopping.THEY manage to go UNWIND,at MOA. SM. STA MESA isbetter Rosette's idea. But Diane and I was indeed,wants to go home.
OUT OF MY AWARENESS. I saw myself walking on the way through EASTWOOD,Libis.
WOW.I've never been there before,especially for those amusing super jumping dancy FOUNTAINS. So sad,I haven't got enough money to buy stuffs,I didn't that I'll be here.
On the thickness of silence,I realize that
I SHOUDN'T BE HERE.
As far as I know,Im off just to have a 2x2 at TRONIX,WALTERMART. We roamed the paradise.WALKED.WALKED.And walked. And when the clock strikes 8,we head back home.
We went on separate ways,but Diane and I rode a jeep going to Quiapo,instead.
OUT OF MY AWARENESS,Diane told me that we should step down from the ride,because of some wierd manners from the drunken man before her.
I didn't know that Im going to be dead in any minute.WELL,so much from that.We knew that Cubao is a perfect place for holdupers.
I came home late.BUT Mom did not get angry at me.
MIRACLE!ooops.I got
DIANE's envelope.

Wala naman talaga akong ipo-post ngayon,but then I have a story to tell.
--It started out with a lie,actually,its half true and half false.
A teacher asked me,to scrubbed the floor.
-HAHA.When it comes to cleaning……? HMMM. MIKE=SLOTH
The LIE.
Actually,I don’t know what it’s called.i have this Asthma,but I’m not TOO SENSITIVE to dust.ESP.chalkdust.
--Im guilty.GUILTY.GUILTY.GUILTY.
Im not used to telling lies,ESP.on teachers.AWWW.PLUS.the misinterpretation/misunderstood.----SHE(teacher)taught I was ‘nagdadabog’….BUT….. I wasn’t……..It just how the way I walk.
The MUSICAL confusion.
I DON’T KNOW IF IM STILL A PART OF THE GROUP.Am I concern?I cant do anything.Is there anything that I could do…PLEASE.Let me know.
PS.Before I lend the guitar..FIRST.you must replace the broken strings.ITS YOUR FAULT.
The NEWSPAPER rush.
I haven’t got any articles from my group.ARGH….And I need those,badly needed those by FRIDAY.And it’s making me thing half.
OH NO!The DISTRICT PRES.CON.on FRIDAY---ARGH.!
I havent proven myself to my teacher YET.IM NOT READY.
PS.The photo has nothing todo with the day I had.Its just...a doodling work I have done.