Wednesday, June 30, 2010


I copied one of your favorite song.
I listened then I smiled.
Then it was high school again.
4th year to be exact.
I was sitting next to a diva.
"You ask how my day was."

I remembered it was Physics my favorite subject.
I was the teacher's fave.
98 all throughout.
They envied me, i used to like it.
Used to.
"You're the best listener that I've ever met."

I never let anyone copy my answers.
They hated me for that, even my friends.
Guess they already used to me being like that.
They accepted me and loved me being just like that.
Like that.
"What took you so long."

Then the song ended.
I'm back to where I am now.
Here right beside you.
Then you looked at me and I melted.
"Thanks for your patience."

You asked if I'm ok.
I said never been better.
Then you smiled.
I smiled back.
"Head over feet."


The Curious Cat
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Monday, June 28, 2010


I walk pass by you.
no, i pretend not seeing you.
yes, I saw you extend your hands and told me you're hungry.
I'm in a hurry you know.
already late.
I didn't look back.
I say a prayer thanking God for the blessings he showered upon me.
I ask for the man's well being.
I almost look back.


The Curious Cat
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Monday, June 21, 2010


It’s a lazy day and my mind’s wandering about. Back on bed, legs stretch outward. It’s a hot day and I’m still sleepy. Free hands start to crawl. Right hand finds its way inside my shorts. There you go, resting silently old friend. It’s been a while and I miss you so. Fingers start to play slowly patting in circles. Playing hard to get eh. Caressing slowly without choking. After all, I’m not in the mood for bondage. Wakey wakey old friend. Sending messages telepathically. Gleefully it finally responded. I want it up and I want it down and oh so gently. Closes my eyes and think of you. Imagination is a friend for keeps. Temperature starts to rise. Left hand starts to pull the shorts down. Exposing the old friend, it finally breathes freely. I think of you “Wanna take a ride on my disco stick?” Up it goes and down again. Breathe in and out. It’s getting warmer and hotter. Almost there and friend you were smiling. It’s hard, exposing its veins. I moan silently who might not hear of it. Let it go and there it goes. You vomit a lot. I like it. I’m exhausted. Can I sleep now? Thanks my old friend. I can always count on you in times like this. I close my eyes and dream of you. See you later.


The Curious Cat

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Sunday, June 20, 2010


Happy father's day dad, even if you no longer want me part of your life... I wish you well...

Oh I still love you dad, despite it all... i forgive you, sadly I won't forget, I just can't...

Not for now, at least...


The Curious Cat
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Saturday, June 19, 2010


“Sa’an ka? Kita tayo,” a text from my bestfriend while walking towards the church.

“Eto papunta ng church, its a Wednesday dba? Teka dba you were suppose to be in HK. D ka natuloy?,” I asked back, almost near the church.

“Naiwan ako ng plane, kwento ko sayo pagnagkita na tayo,” he texted back.

“Ok hehe, kaw talaga. Dito mo na lang ako puntahan?,” I suggested.

“Sige pero sa office ng church tayo kita. Almost there na ako,” it was already almost 8:30 pm.

”Oki doki, sa may right side lang ako ng church, will pray then puntahan kita,” I replied, I tucked my phone in my pocket then I began to pray.

After the rosary I checked my phone and no text from bestfriend. So I texted him instead, “Tapos na ako mag pray, san ka na?”

No reply, it’s been almost 30 minutes so I went to the church’s office right away. No sign of him. I tried calling and yet no response on his line. I began to get worried.

While trying to call for the nth time, I saw him inside the office. He was sweating profusely – like “basing sisiw, literally” tsk tsk tsk.

I approached him while his mind wandering somewhere else.

“Grabe Xtian, nadukutan ako. Malas talaga araw na ‘to,” I felt responsible because I was the one he’s been texting a while ago, the culprit might saw him texting me, “I don’t really care about my SIM but I need the phone. All the info I need for HK and Korea were all there. Tara samahan mo ako sa police station,” he was talking so fast that there’s no time for me to respond. He’s furious, scary. I know how upset he gets and things he might do when in that state.

We asked the guard where’s the nearest police station and we were told to ride a “padyak” going UNIoil.

There, on the padyak, he told me what happened. He was inside the bus, duffle bag in front while he was making his way out the bus. There was this guy in the middle of the way blocking him. It took him a while to make his way out the bus. Then someone told him to check his phone, he did but it was already gone. What’s left of it was the cord hanging by attached to his pants.

The man was nowhere to be seen. His phone, for 3 years, poof, just like that, out of thin air, was gone.

”Hindi ko pa alam number ni yobo* ko,” he told me feebly.

”Alam mo pa ba email niya? ‘Yung gamit niya sa facebook? We could go online and I can leave a message informing him what happened,” I suggested.

“Sige ganun na lang,” he replied while the “padyak” came to a halt.

”’Yun yung police station oh,” mamang driver pointed out the location of the police station.

I handed mamang driver our fare then we proceed to the station.

The police men were all there, they were eating dinner. It was already 9pm. My best friend approached one and told him that we were filing a report about phone being stolen. He informed us to sit while he’ll call for an office to assist us.

A minute past, then two then 10 minutes, not one police men approached us. My temper starts to heat up but upon gazing at best, he seemed determined to report the case so I calmed myself down.

Finally after (probably) 15 minutes past, an officer came.

”Ano ‘to,” the officer asked his fellow police men who were still enjoying the fishy-thing meal with “sabaw” and malungay.

”Magfifile ng ng report daw ‘yan, kanina pa ‘yan,” one shouted back.

”Kanina lang pala ‘to wala man lang nagassist,” he barked back. Eyes began to roll but I hid it, best might saw it.

Then best and the officer were talking. Best relayed what transpire. I was texting my partner about what happened to best. After a few minutes he called. I told him what happened. He was worried, I could tell from his voice. I asked if he could go online and do me some favor. I instructed him what to do and thanked him - sweet of him, very thoughtful.

After the complaint had been filed, I hailed a cab and we went to Crossing.

My phone rang, my partner on the other line told me that he already did what I requested. I thanked him again. I truly appreciate his effort, best asked me to thank him again for him.

Finally we settled at Chowking since best was so hungry already. We were eating while he informed me about what happened at the airport, about his current partner, about life, about lessons it offered.

After getting his partner’s number, I handed him my phone so they could talk.

I noticed that my best face kind of cleared up upon hearing his partner’s voice. Atleast, he’s sort of ok already. Regardless that his day ended so bad, just listening to his partner’s voice seemed to washed away all of it.

Best told me he’s going to be ok and he won’t keep me long because I still have work the next day.

On my way home, I texted my partner informing him that I’m going home already.

While watching the night away, I realized that in times like this, friends do play a vital role. Come to think of it, my best could do it all without my help, but by just being there, telling him that I’ll be there for him all throughout make things (for him) seem easier to bear. Knowing that there is someone whose willing to hold your hand when you’re troubled makes you feels secured – safe.

Having a partner, regardless of the distance, whose always going to be there for you makes things even bearable. Because you know at the end of the day he’s going to stand up for you and welcome you no matter what.

Best’s yobo texted me the next day. Thanking me.

And of course, whether we admit it or not, some policemen are fond of procrastinating things. Panis na ang case and yet they still don’t act. When they finally do, there’s nothing they can do (about it) because ang tagal na nun eh. Sabi pa nga ng officer na kausap ni best, “Wala na din ‘yun.” Yes true enough - thanks for consoling my bestfriend, it helps a lot.


The Curious Cat

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*Yobo means sweetheart in Korean dialect.

Monday, June 14, 2010


At last we see the same sun staring back (at us)
Wandering forever at lost not one bit
A tick tock hanging by the second (passes swiftly)
Wall silently bore witness ceaselessly quite
Again but no replay different altogether
Whispers from coast to coast all so loudly

At last the moon shines oh so brightly
Widening horizon a step at a time
A hand holding hand that warms the night
Wry as it may seem when not one search
A meeting (where) the universe conspires
Wonder what befell (reasons) no longer matter

At last the stars sparkle mirror the devoted eyes
Waking up no more fantasies fogging thoughts
Abound with fresh memories dewy day
Walking side by side
A glimpse of things to come
Wheels turning another chapter (again)
A journey has begun (communication continues)


The Curious Cat
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Saturday, June 12, 2010


There were a lot of times when I am about to give up. Just to stop and stare and don’t care. Just to let the moment pass by and letting myself get numb and act as if I’m not affected. However, some parts of me want to fight back and care. Swallowed my fears and head on, regardless of the outcome, what’s important is I try.

I’ve been very occupied lately with so much stuff that I don’t have enough time to sit and write something here in cyberspace. Been juggling creating turnover documents, rush client needs and requests and requirements for my company. It’s prettily exhausting but I try my best to finish a lot of things in a little time. My body’s complaining but as much as I want to leave things be I can’t because my future is at stake.

Good thing is that I’m inspired haha. I forget everything whenever I get the chance to see the inspiration.

Three weeks before this night I was able to finished the entire turnover documents from my previous company including all requirements that I have to finish before they can finally let go of me. Well up to now, there is still no news when they’re going to give me my 2316 and COE (Certificate of Employment). Funny though, they’ve been rushing me to finish all those documents and when I finally did, when I try to ask for COE and 2316 and clearance forms there’s no reply from them.

Anyway, I already started from my company. At first my body find it hard to adjust. Super antok ako the first two weeks. I don’t really drink coffee but for two weeks I’ve been drinking it like water. There were even instances when I had to mix 3 shots of espresso and 1 cup of three-in-one coffee just to wake myself up.

Finally, this week I was able to adjust. I hope so haha.

I’ve been sad since Monday up to Tuesday of this week. I really don’t know why. It was Tuesday when I finally face and assess myself. About what I really want and how to achieve it. I was running then with headphones on my head listening to some dance tunes. I was sweating profusely and then tears starts to flow uncontrollably. Luckily I was sweating else people will notice. After 40 minutes or so I stopped running and tears stopped flowing while my sweat drains away my sadness.

Then I went outside a church and pray. I prayed and gave all my worries to God and let His will be done and as long as I am doing my part without hurting anyone I think I’ll be ok.
So when I finally went back to the office the next day. I am no longer sad. In fact my boss noticed and teased me. Thinking I was inspired, well partly it’s true hehe.

It’s still early to tell but I think I’m going to love this new job and I hope it will stay that way regardless of the trials that will come my way in the future.

Anyway, that’s it for me now. That’s the summary of days where I am not able to update my blog. Sana lang, ibigay na ang clearance, COE at 2316 ko. Please lang.


The Curious Cat
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