Showing posts with label my story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my story. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

The Surprise Gift


"Oh my God!" These were the only words I uttered when we reached the parking area.

"What do you think? Do you like it?" Tito Joseph asked.

"What do you mean? Is this mine?" I asked back.

"You have the key right? Then it is yours," he answered.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Beer Session with Tito Joseph



2:00pm Sunday - Ate Toni's Pad 11th Floor

Toni:  Dad, alis muna kami ni Jon.  Mag-grocery lang kami.

Jonathan: Uy insan bantayan mo yan si dad.  Wag mo hayaang maparami inom.

Toni: Hindi na nga dapat umiinom yan eh.  Tanghaling tapat umiinom kayo.

Joseph: Magsialis na nga kayo.  Pati 'tong nagiisa kong bisyo pinakikialaman nyo pa.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Lunch Time Dialogue


12:25pm Sunday - Ate Toni's Pad 11th floor

Franco: Wow, sarap mo talaga magluto 'te. Suwerteng suwerte talaga mister mo.

Toni: Huy hinay hinay lang. Parang mauubusan ka.

Franco: Hahaha pagbigyan mo na ako, namiss ko luto mo eh. Jonat, paabot naman nung bagoong.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Answering Machine



I woke up still with the headache caused by last night's drinking session with cousins and relatives.  Wall clock already showing 11am.  Still wearing a squinched vision, I tried to get out of the bed and walk my way to the shower.

Monday, February 15, 2010

The Wedding Day


From the building’s 5th floor pool area, you get a good view of the city. I can also see the very busy crowd in the city streets down below. The cool breeze sweeps my hair as I take a sip on a glass of wine. Then out of nowhere, a girl in a white bridal gown embraces me from behind.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Victoria: the Girl in Low Rise Jeans


"What are you doing here?" I asked. Quickly now, I grab the blanket to cover myself.

"Oh come on Franco, I can't believe you're still shy to bare your boyish charm", she answered as she walks towards my side table and grabs a stick of cigarette.

"Victoria, you can't just barge in to my door like that", I said annoyingly.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Last Night in NYC


Almost past midnight. The night is quiet. The only sound you will hear is a faint ensemble of songs from random Broadway musicals on my laptop. I decide to take a nice hot shower to ease the cold and then I continue packing my stuff.