The 10 Wacky Days of August

They were all strangers packed in one room...Others tried to smile...Others would simply throw some "shy glances" to someone close by...Others would simply sit quietly looking at their notes...Our first day was one heck of a day...Some came from their nock shift duties...Others were really exhausted from driving for almost 2 hours just to get here...

As the days passed by we became comfortable with our "new" place...Shy smiles turned into wacky jokes and loud laughters....Shy glances turned into sharing of mouthwatering snacks and lunch...Sitting quietly all alone turned into sitting next together with somebody sharing personal informations...exchanging cellphone numbers...friendster and facebook usernames and of course the ever so popular yahoo messenger addresses...

10 days passed by so quickly...It ended so soon...I'll miss getting up early in the morning to catch up Dr. Martin's class...I'll miss having a hard time finding a perfect parking spot...I'll miss sitting next to the wacky Mrs. Friendship Manay Gina...I miss Manay Dina's mouthwatering meals...I miss the fun filled laughter that I and Manay Cherry would share each day...I miss the shy glances given to me by Blessy...I'll miss the "loud voices" of Kuya Joseph, Kuya Ronald and Joy...I miss the friendly gestures of Estella....The funny but cute jokes of Lyndon...and I can go on and on...but of course what I'll miss best are the inspiring words that Dr. Martin would always give us at the end of every lecture...sigh!?!I'll miss the 10 wacky days of August...I've survived it but the great challenge is still yet to come....Wish me luck...

Just Talking...

They sat there eye to eye...Talking and typing at the same time. She chuckled ...He laughed...and in the end I just know that they were smiling before saying: "good bye"...

There were times that they would just talk about the past yet would you believe they didn't have any regrets...Funny though he can still make her smile...and she too can still somehow make him laugh...It was a past that they just couldn't forget.

Just the other night they were again in the middle of nowhere talking...talking...and talking about the fruitful on and off 9 years...There were so many unforgettable memories...They never got tired of listening to the same old story over and over again...The twinkle in their eyes are still there...Anything is possible in cyberspace...They can go back in time and revisit their favorite seats at a nearby starbucks shop...They both love the smell of coffee...They both love to sit side by side...They both love to talk all day long and when they do it's as if the world suddenly stops to watch them as they simply laugh...smile...and talk...

...after a few hours of endless typing...there's this eerie silence that would embrace them both..."it's a good thing we never ended up together," he'd say..."otherwise we'd end up hating each other instead..."...and then another minute full of blank yahoo messenger page would often be posted on their computer screens...and sometimes with just that she'd sign off...or he'd sign off...

...There were ifs...what could'ves,and should'ves...but in the end they'd always both agree that this is for the best...

Now he is happy with his new world and so does she...What they had was a wonderful memory that they'd never forget...Now they are just two wonderful people with one beautiful friendship...

Lights on...Lights off...

It was one of those fine days in January when I turned on the lights to our first home in Olney, Illinois. The clouds are pretty low that day…The sun wasn’t shining…The sky was weeping…and right there and then I felt the emptiness of my new world…

I was embraced by the cold breezy air…The trees stood there right outside our window with barely any leaves in it…The birds weren’t singing instead they’re migrating one by one…
I felt shivers down my spine…and right then I must admit that I was suffering from the so called “seasonal depression”…I miss my family…I miss my old friends…I miss my job…I miss my old life…

I must say that our lights are brightly turned on but despite it all I must say that I couldn’t feel the warmth that it offers…

Every single day I looked outside my window…and everyday I was hoping that I could have my life back…I was afraid of letting go…My past life had been the best that I’ve had…unfortunately I have to admit that I was too afraid to let it go…

I’ve been so exhausted of feeling so sorry for my self…not until I met Minnie…My life had been different eversince…

Having been with her, I must say had been the best days of my life…In her I was able to find someone who can relate to me…I was able to be simply “ME”…no hesitations…no masks…no cover ups…but I was just simply ME…

We were able to talk about anything under the sun…We we’re able to go to places where we really want to be…We were simply girls having fun exchanging ideas about our very own simple but complicated lives…We had our hair done together…We had our window shopping moments …our Ophelia’s cup days…and our Olney–Flora–Terra Haute–Vincennes and Evansville tours…hehehe

I’ll miss those days…I’ll miss Olney and our wonderful friends…

Our last 2 weeks in Olney had been the best 14 days of my life here in the US…It made me realize how lucky I am to find true wonderful friends…I’ll miss the good and simple life…I’ll miss having wonderful friends around…I’ll miss my lovely Annara and sweet Jotham….
…For the last time, on August 2, 2008, we had to turn off the lights to a place where we called “home” for the past 19 months…

Our apartment at 1205 Chelsea Lane, Apt.#2, Olney, Illinois 62450 is empty again…The lights are turned off…the whole apartment seems to be very dark…the ticking clock is no longer audible to my ears…The birds will always be singing their songs, but sadly I won’t be able to hear them anymore…The tree will always be standing outside that little window…It will always be full of life…It will have those invigorating swinging leaves…and soon enough another sad and lifeless girl will peak outside her window…She’ll strum her guitar and write some songs…or better yet she’ll write lovely short stories of her own…and when the clock strikes 9 pm, when the skies are dark …she’ll turn her lights on for the very first time…and then I’m sure that she’ll start a new chapter of her life…

…and in the morning at the first rays of the sun, she’ll turn her lights off and she’ll start a new and long day…and later on she’ll meet her news friends that will make her story worth reading…

and so for now I’m signing off…but be back with a new story...