mish sentiments III

i miss being around people that i feel comfortable with. hmm..i think i miss being comfortable. i miss being with real tropa. experiencing real gimiks, real asaran, real jokes and laughs.

i miss being a friend. i miss being called kitkat. that's me..i mean that name says it all..akong ako yon eh. yun ako. sarap sa tenga!

changes

i'm changing. hindi na ko marunong makisalamuha. hindi na ko marunong tumingin sa mata kapag nakikipag-usap. hindi na ko marunong mag-apporach. hindi na ko marunong mag-open up sa ibang tao. hindi na ko marunong mag-express ng sarili. basta naging tahimik ako. hindi na ko marunong maglabas ng feelings. masama yun! nakukulong sa loob. patay.

mish sentiments I and II

i miss UP. the simple and quiet life of being a student. the chills i get everytime i realize that i'm a UP student, getting my education in the same place where the greats got theirs too. the view of acacia trees hovering over the sunken garden. The ikot jeep...yeah the ikot jeep. jogging around the acad oval. dining and drinking until i pass out..rodics,mang jimmy's, sarah's, grill queen, lutong bahay, lutong kapit-bahay at sa kahit saang sulok ng KNL, or if i'm desperate, vinzon's hall. the kalye foods..yumyum..pishbawls and isaw (special mention: Mang Larry's isaw.), taho, donuts, sabay inom ng c2 green..winner! the lantern parade. the registration process.

i miss CBA. the challenges and the happy stress. (fyi, happy stress has a contentment factor in it; that at the end of the day, i'm still happy doing my stuff though my body is literally battered). being very idealistic and a theory freak. analyzing income statements and balance sheets, preparing for a case presentation, strategizing for a marketing plan, stressing out for the feasib. haay. thinking that corporate life is the only life out there that can make me a gazzillionaire. bacbacan. orgpres. ate guard. the parking lot. tambays at the library - as if doing something academically related, yun pala nagffriendster lang. i miss the feeling if living life in a rush..as in hot rush!

i miss ABAM. the craziest people in this world. dancing without reason (and without music). singing as loud as possibly. laughing at the corniest jokes. Monologue na kung monologue. chismisan na kung chismisan. laitan na kung laitan. lamon na kung lamon. tambay at gimik until the sun rises (uuwi lang pra maligo at magpalit na damit). gimik at the most unlikely places. just being the most jologz and gay-est people God has created.

I miss Katipunan. Walking amidst the lane of restos and coffee shops for the arrneans and the arrnean wannabes. Tambay at starbucks just to be seen that hey, we hang out at starbucks! kahit na tubig lang ang iniinom. Hanging out at National Bookstore just to be addicted again to the look, smell, and feel of new notebooks ang clean papers. Internet-ing at Neoatens while enjoying a hotdog-with-chocolait-meal from the nearby 7-11. The trikes and jeeps that I ride to school. And how can I forget Mcdo, the ultimate place to be.

I miss riding a jeep. Sa pagsakay, sa pagbayad, sa pag-para, sa panonood ng mga tao sa loob ng jeep, sa pagtingin sa mga sumasakay at bumababa, sa pag-sight-seeing, sa paglanghap ng polusyon, sa paglagkit ng katawan dahil sa init at pawis, sa lahat, sa lahat lahat. Isama na rin natin ang pagcommute sa FX, sa bus at sa MRT. yung kaba na baka madukutan (hehe), yung siksikan, yung lamig ng aircon pagsakay sa mrt, yung tunog ng kalye. sarap sa tenga!

i miss driving in Manila. I miss the streets, the noisy and busy streets! Edsa, Quezon City Circle, Macapagal, Alabang-Zapote, c-5, south luzon. driving without thinking about the speed limit (speed limits are merely suggestions). drag racing with buses and jeeps. the traffic...the horrible traffic. oh yes, i miss driving in Manila.

I miss BF Resort. the secure feeling that I'm home. streets that I know by heart. the sari-sari stores. walking around with the pristine feeling of I know this place very well. The neighbors whom I only get in touch with during holidays when we give them christmas gifts..in short hi-hello-terms-lang kind of neighbors. kuya saldy and his taho. Going to the nearby parlor. Saturday wet market shopping at the clubhouse.

i miss highscool. The ultra-mega-sooper-dooper simplest life ever. bahay-school-tambay-uwi. bahay-school-tambay-uwi. the world was so simple then. the fountain of youth flowing through my veins (eew..prang ang tanda ko na tuloy.) pero really, the world seemed to be so easy to conquer. i miss swimming. i miss basketball after swimming. i miss wearing a uniform. i miss haggard afternoons from the cocc-turned-cat trainings. the sloppy highschool dances and mushy slow songs. the fountain. the lockers. the clinic. flag-raising ang flag-descent (for the lack of a better term) during rainy days. the bullying (evil grin). the petty fights and the chisms that were such big deals back then. the catwalk. intrams and the little things that happen during intrams. billiards...and other takas moments that takes guts to be able to pull off (haha!). melon. kuchay pie and cuapao and mango shakes and onse meals and dose meals and choki choki and choc-nut and friday big meals. you know what, this list will never end...let's move on.

i miss SM. everything i need is inside that big blue building. they really got it all for me. Southmall, SM North, SM Makati..dun lang ako madalas. I remember for one time, SM southmall is the place to be...it really was. it's amazing how we got malls like that..walang ganyan sa states!