Ariadne

Gia wanted this watch for quite some time now, she really loves it. Determined to own it, she decided to cut our movie dates, dinners and even simple hangouts (for she’ll never let me pay for everything). She’s counting future paychecks, calculating how long will it take for her to save up for the precious watch. I, being the persistent courter, came up with an evil plan (well not that evil, but it involves me being mean at some point). It can be simple as buying the watch, then gift wrap it and hand it over to her, but where’s the fun in that?

I have to buy the watch without her knowing. She doesn’t even have to know that I’ll go to the mall, she must be 100% clueless about this. This is the hard part because for more than a month now, we see each other almost every day; we know where the other is 24/7. Then I had a wicked idea, I lied. To make it more sinister, I lied to make her anxious, when she asked me where I was and that she wants to see me just before I go home from work, I told her I can’t for I had to go someplace else, that I had to meet up with this girl named “Arya”. She was dismayed, I can feel her disappointment, and it made me feel uneasy, guilty. I can’t stand the fact that I can’t tell her the reason for all this for it will spoil the surprise, and then everything will be for naught. “Everything will be alright soon” I tell myself. So I went to the mall and bought the watch, then on the way home, I gave in, I had to see her, plus knowing the fact that I disappointed her just made me more worried. I stopped by at her place; we talked for a while, her being clueless that her watch is sitting cozily inside my backpack. She asked me who Arya is, I can hear the anxiety on her voice, and I told her more lies. She can’t know that Arya is in fact the name of the watch. (yes, I name stuff)

August 11^th, the day has come. She leaves home early in the morning for her morning shift. That gives me time to leave the gift at her house and have her cousin, Camille, put it on her bed just before she arrives later. Everything seems normal. We go to work, after that we went to my cousin’s place to hang out, in which hang out means afternoon nap, tiring day at work I guess. Then before I take her home, I have to make sure that we’ll go to the mall. The main reason why I had to bring her to the mall is to check up on the watch, which we usually do, checking if the watch is still there. So I made up an excuse, I told her that I wanted to try this milk tea, she bought the trap, and then off we go to the mall. While driving to the mall, she noticed me texting all the time, which I don’t normally do when I’m with her, it annoyed her. Perfect, the more disappointed she is now, the happier she’ll be later. Up until to the mall, I was still busy fiddling with my phone, she’s clueless that I’m actually texting Camille, telling her to prepare the surprise. Again, I can sense her disappointment of my divided attention, but she’s not disappointed enough. And now, the climax of my great deception! I led her to the store, as we enter, she quickly scans the shelves, looking for her beloved watch. It was gone. Somebody must have bought the last piece! Now we all know who that somebody is… the drive home was a sad journey. She instantly saddens every time she remembers her watch. I was having a hard time concealing my laughter and amusement, she notices me, but she only thinks I’m just being a child laughing at her for losing the watch. She has no idea of what I’m really laughing about! There was a slight flaw on my plan, Camille was not at their house at that time, and she won’t be there when we arrive! Thankfully, she asked Gia’s dad in her stead to take the gift from her cabinet to Gia’s bed. What the heck, I don’t even care if her dad sees my cheesiest note attached to the gift as long as everything will go according to plan. And there we were, in front of their house. We bid farewell as she got out of the car. I watched as she disappears as she closed the door. I waited a bit before I turn off the engine, she doesn’t know I was still there. I waited… and then I heard screaming. Mission accomplished. Then I texted her to come out and give me a hug.

Angeles Below I

The boy who was unfortunate

Ace, a boy who just got out of his teenage years is living a normal, but not so boring life in Angeles City. Details about his life in the world above is not so important, he’s a typical happy go lucky one and twenty years old, let’s leave it at that for a while, the more interesting part is yet to come, and that involves not-so-normal twins, being involved on a wager that puts him on a lose-lose situation, a completely bizarre and twisted, but oddly familiar world and a mallet.

Afternoon, the time Ace usually gets out of bed. The construction going on the neighbor woke him up, he would’ve slept an extra hour but he thought it might take another hour for him to fall back to sleep with all the banging and grinding noise. He’s twenty-one and he still lives at home with his parents, which is pretty much normal, “why would you choose to live alone and feed yourself and pay the bills when you can indulge bumming your ass off under your parent’s roof” he once posted on a social networking site. But there are also inconveniences that come with this certain leisure, although ace is old enough, he is till not allowed to smoke or not allowed to get caught smoking. So everyday, when he wakes up, he’ll walk a few blocks to get to his friend’s house for a smoke. But today, he won’t be reaching his destination.

“There, that one” says Elle.

“Strange, why choose him? I thought you would pick someone bigger” Ess replied.

“You’ll need more than muscles to survive below, I’ve seen his dreams and I found him the most suitable amongst the others. Come, let’s invite our guest in”

The twins showed themselves to human eyes, although there are those who saw them magically appeared out of nowhere, they immediately forgot it. Perhaps Ess, with a bit of magic, made them forget, he’s always been the discreet one.

As Ace is walking down a street called Rue De Paree, he noticed a girl and a boy blocking his path, the girl is wearing a shirt too big for her and the boy is wearing a weird costume, but Ace wasn’t bothered by that, kids wear stupid things these days he thought. What made him uncomfortable is that the two are staring at him with intense eyes, eyes that shouldn’t be on children’s faces. Ace tried to ignore them as he passed by, then suddenly the little girls spoke.

“Hiya Ace!” she sounded friendly.

Ace turned, he was sure he never saw the girl before, nor the boy. He said nothing and walked away.

“Hey! I’m talking to you Ace!” Elle shouted.

“How do you know my name? Who are you guys?” Ace impatiently asked.

“He’s my twin brother Ess, and I am called Elle, we’re here to ask you to come with us below” she asked politely.

“Huh? Why would I come with you? And what do you mean by below?”

“Because I need a human for me to win this wager between me and my twin. Oh yeah, I forgot you guys from up here didn’t know about Angeles Below, it’s a world beneath yours, it’s kinda like here but not really… hmmm, it’s hard to explain, we’ll just have to show you”

“Are you serious? Jeez! Kids this days! What a freakin wild imagination!” Ace resumed his walk, amazed at the girl’s imagination.

“looks like he didn’t believe you” Ess told his sister.

“well yeah, I kinda expected that, at least I tried asking him politely” Elle replied, she’s now holding a medium sized mallet, still too big for her to wield, nobody knows where it came from, perhaps magic.

“Hey Ace!”

Ace looked back and saw Elle lifting up a mallet. And that’s the last thing he saw.

Angeles Below

Prologo

Once upon a time or… in a not so far away land or… in the beginning of our story, on a hot afternoon, Elle, a little creature whom you might mistook as a little human girl, is wandering in a park in Angeles City.

“you’re not suppose to be here.” A voice from behind told her.

“neither do you.” Elle responded without looking back. (she knows no one was there)

“I’m only here because of you, we need to go back” as the voice passed through her, the empty space in front of her was slowly filled with substance that formed into what appears to be a young boy with white long hair who wears something like a priest would wear.

“Hi little brother!” says Elle with a cheerful smile.

“we’re twins.” The boy simply whispered.

Elle just laughed and teased her brother with a wink.

“Common, we have to go back, there are consequences Elle, people from below will notice” the boy told her.

“Relax Ess, the damage was done, we’re already walking the world above. Be calm and try to enjoy the moment. It’s been a long time since we took this form, walk with me my twin.”

Ess walked alongside his sister. He was not calm and he’s not enjoying it. He is worried, but he knows that he can’t convince his sister just yet. Elle was always the one who leads, the more dominant among the two, and as much as Ess hates it, he admits to himself that she was always the “older twin”.

Elle talks.

“it’s nice here, I wish I live here, it’s much more exciting and there is so much to do! T’s much more interesting than below. I like it here, I like the houses, I like their food, I like those fast things made out of metal that carries people and I like the people!”

“Humans? I heard from Old Merlisse that humans are not to be trusted, they are not reliable and they are weak and worthless creatures, especially the ones who live here, they don’t even use magic up here.” Replied Ess, sounding unimpressed.

Elle said nothing. The twins walked through a field filled with people, there were groups who appear to be dancing, there were three sets of ten men running back and forth passing and throwing a ball around and there are couples who hug and kiss each other, but no one seemed to notice the two individuals walking out in the open. As they reach a huge gazebo with a roof that is shaped like a giant’s hat, Elle turned to her brother and confidently said.

“Let’s make a wager, I’ll prove you wrong, I’ll prove to you that people from here have potential, that they are not weak and worthless”

“How are you going to do that?” asked Ess.

“I’m gonna bring one of them with us, to Angeles Below.” She says with a grin.

Ess wanted to protest but he hesitated. He simply said.

“It won’t survive”

“Oh yes it will my brother, not only that the human will survive, I bet that it’ll find it’s way back here to this world as well” Elle stated with full confidence.

“Ha! You will inevitably lose this wager my twin. And what would it be that I’m putting at stake here?”

“Well if I failed, I’ll have to acknowledge you as my older brother despite of us being twins, thus I would act accordingly. And if I won, you’ll have to continue being the younger twin and do everything that your big sister told you to! You see little brother, you actually don’t have anything to lose here, seeing that you are already my littlest tiny cute baby brother! Hahaha!”

“Not for long Elle, the human won’t last a single day below. Have you already picked this poor creature?”

“hmm… not yet, not here.”

On that note, the twins vanished.

For the one who got away...

In your life, you meet a lot of people, some you meet just by merely walking past them or some you just had a small talk with while waiting on a long line down at the coffee shop, some you meet when you go to school or work and some people you don’t even know but somehow you saw them somewhere which means for that sole reason they affected your life. Then you have friends, the people you choose to be with, the people who you need not to tell your problems and be there, the people who help you just by being there without them knowing that they are already helping. Then you’ll meet the first person who you think you “love” or perhaps you were truly in love, depends on how you see “love” itself. Then there goes the series of bitter sweet events, your first kiss, your first love, your first heartbreak, the first girl you lost your you-know-what to, and then the one you exchanged vows with, the one who will be there, your soulmate if you will…and ultimately, there is always the one that got away…

It’s been a long year and a half since I first saw Miss Natasha Maria Marquez Laxa. We were in love, that I am sure of. It may have been love at first sight, or second. She lives in London, and I, here in Philippines, we first saw each other when she was here on a December vacation, then eventually, she needs to go back to London. I’ve never been engaged on a long distance relationship before, or a “long” relationship on that matter. So basically, she was definitely a first. We were so in love, so in love that it’s safe to say that we are crazy in love. Our worlds revolved at each other, she was practically my life and I, hers. We waited for our time, the time when we will finally see each other as lovers. Days felt like months and months felt like years-an unavoidable cliché. That time came and all was perfect. Nothing can bring as apart, nothing’s gonna stop our love struck hearts, nothing… nothing but time, it was a month of happiness, a month of love, but the last day was an inevitable heartbreak. She was gone.

She’s back in London and our journey resumes. I wouldn’t want to write about all the things that we’ve been through, all that will remain, of course personal and private. We had our ups and downs, we had our share of faults and deficiencies but relying on love alone, our love survived a few more months. Love isn’t enough, it never was. Sometimes, even if you do everything in your power to save something, it is never enough. Even if you put your whole life into something, if it’s not for you, then it’s not, simple and cruel as that. I was never the perfect guy for her, I did hurt her, I did something and didn’t do that really wounded her… but I promise to you, my precious readers that I’ve done everything in my power to heal those wounds. But then what was that quote on that lady gaga song? "Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker’s reflection." And no, just for the record, I didn’t cheat on her. Trust doesn’t solely mean that the other cheated the other. The love was still there, but not as bright as before. I think we will both agree that we had the right love in the right time but in the wrong fucking place. And I guess it’s too much for her to wait for someone that long or perhaps it’s my fault for not being someone worth waiting for. We had our love and now it is gone. We had a wonderful love story but sadly it ended tragically. I want to apologize to the readers for the lack of information written on this note. I hope you respect that I choose to keep some vital peaces private. I don’t even know why the hell I’m writing this. I just think it’s unfair not to end our love story here in FLIP seeing as I shared the first happy chapters. I expect you guys to wish the both of us good luck! And let this story be a collection of advices, lessons and guidance to anyone who is ready to feel the wrath of the cursed Love.

I would like you all flip readers to bear with me for this one very special moment. I ask you to get something, any kind of drink, a cola, coffee, juice or anything you can get out of your kitchen and join me on this final toast…

“for the irreplaceable someone who got away”

*tears and applauses*

Miss Pinay

you don't get it. miss philippines is just too witty, so intellectual that her answer is a very clever and trivial one. what she did here, is answering the question by doing something that she never did before ergo she created a somewhat "staged" scene in which she did her ONE BIG MISTAKE.

Noise to my ears

Basically, people basically tend to overuse basically just to basically sound upper class-ish. So literally, if you literally noticed or literally not yet noticed, I’m literally talking about overused words. Don’t you just like, punch someone who like says like too much? Or fucking hit with a fuckin fuck those who fuckin say fucking fuck all the fucking time!? Sorry for ummm… the foul words… coz ummm… it’s just too ummm.. annoying… “um” is in the dictionary right?... ummm. Omg! Omg! Did you know that it’s just plain retarded when you actually say Ow-Ehm-Gee? And people don’t think you’re AWESOME every time you shout AWESOME. I mean seriously! This is just some serious shit. shit! There’s a reason that there are thousands of words in the dictionary. And you spit Webster in the face when you just use a couple of hundreds. I’m not saying I actually know a lot of words. In actuality I don’t, but please, don’t fucking use them over and over. It’s gay but I do tend to overuse words as well. Gay right? I’m sure I missed some if not a lot of overused words but I can’t forgive myself if I forgot to mention the 2nd most irritating overused word these days! Epic! The 1st is Fail. And the bastards are not satisfied with that. They even dared to combine their words from their oh so narrow vocabulary. Epic Fail.

Ironic that the “overuse” word was overused on writing about overused words. oh the irony!

now read the whole post again, but this time, read it out loud. annoying innit?

Quotes by Sir John Benjamin Narciso

"True knowledge is not about knowing the answers. It’s when you begin asking the right questions."

"Is palpitating from drinking too much overpriced coffee considered cardio exercise?"

"Best thing about your funeral is that you don’t have to prepare a speech."

"I’m not a girl not yet a woman-gay guy thinking of getting his sex changed."

"Reading and writing-the joys of life... not convinced? facebook and texting."

"Ano ang pagkakatulad ng lasing at ng galit? Parehong magaling mag English."

A complaint letter

Dear M. Night Shyamalan,

What have you done with AVATAR!? yes I’m talking about the last air bender. 1st of all, what’s up with the fire nation being YOUR nation!? Common! I have nothing against Indians, and I think Dev Patel is the only decent actor in the movie, seeing as he does have that prince zukoness in him. I’m just saying fire nation should be and forever will be the imperial china type. And you really messed up on the story telling part. Sure it’s hard to make a movie out of the whole first season, but common! You could do better! Look at lord of the rings, a big fat lazy book turned into a phenomenal block buster! Back to the actors, the face of that bald kid is very annoying, and just because he can do those acrobat stuffs, he can already be aang? What’s up with katara and sokka over acting? Are you sure these guys can act? And you suck at making something humorous. The whole cast should have that funny/comical side. You clearly massacred the legend of aang… I’m looking forward to seeing uncle iroh, him being a very likable character, but what did you do? You made him look more sinister than the firelord himself! He is supposed to be a cute fat lovable old man! Jeezz!! It’s like Dragon Ball the movie with more budget. It’s really sad… it’s sad because people who watched the movie without watching the series are surely disappointed. I beg you, please do better with book 2. I know you can. I kind of liked you in the village so I’m still clinging on that little hope that you would do better.

P.S. make the earth benders look tough! Those earth benders on book 1 looks like poor Chinese guys who live in the bottom of the food chain.

i miss writing

I miss writing. Okay, I’ll start off by warning you, yeah you, that this post is made up of pure nonsense, a just-for-the-sake-of-posting post. So here I am, typing and typing and typing, let’s call this “Freestyle Blogging” haha!

Random topic 01-SNSD aka Girl’s Generation

I am still hooked to this Korean girl group, I though I’ve already outgrown this i-so-love-this-famous-person-so-im-hoping-that-she’s-gonna-be-mine-someday attitude. But after meeting (knowing about) SNSD, dang! There it goes again, before I know it I’m already day dreaming about me and Jessica (my fav member) having lunch somewhere in Korea with our 12 beautiful half Korean half Filipino kids! So after being obsessed with this group, I started to be obsessed with anything Korean! We love to eat Korean ice cream, (and by we, I meant me and my friends who are deeply in love with SNSD aswell) watch Korean series, listen to K-Pop, go to places where Korean chicks usually/probably go, etc. I know in my heart that someday I will see them in person, but honestly I’m scared, scared that I might faint the moment a lay eyes on them! Oh and I actually met 2 korean girls in the “Korean place”-the name we gave to the place that Korean chicks usually/probably go. Well actually I just had this “lil conversation moment” with them, I didn’t have a lot of choice, their English seemed errghh so yeah, sucks for me. Oh and yeah, my cousin’s girlfriend is fortunately Korean (haha! Fortunately!), and I learned a lot of things about korea thru her. Lemme share them to you, there’s this “Korean age”, basically, it’s just +1 to “normal age”. I think when Koreans are born, they start counting years from 1, not ZERO. Oh yeah! Cool thing-koreans can actually choose their own “English name” so yeah, my friend’s K-name is Hee Jung (forgive me noona if I spelled your name wrong^^), and her E-name is Rachel-which of course she chooses herself. Noona by the way is “big sister” in Korean. Thanks to Rachel noona I learned how to flirt with Koreans! Hahaha! Anyeonghaseyo!

Wow, freestyle blogging actually works, didn’t expect I can write this much :D I wanna write more but then I’m kinda sleepy/lazy already so yeah, that’s it for this post. Gotta keep this blog alive.

almost forgot the usual eye candy *^^*

SNSD fever

Doyle & Cedine III.II

e-mail 2nd
to: cedineanne7@acdwol.com

hey! Please don’t worry about me Cedine! I’m okay, in fact, I feel great. You see, I’m actually on vacation, that’s why I can’t really find a time to write, like I said, I only write when extremely bored! Haha! I’m sorry if you missed me, it’s my fault for not giving you any news bout my sudden disappearance. I’ll get the chance to read your letter when I get back home, it might have been bored and feeling claustrophobic inside my mailbox along with my bills! Hahaha! You got me excited with the mill! I’ll look forward to that! Thanks a lot Cedine!

-Doyle

Doyle & Cedine III.I

e-mail
to: doyle_lucas@linewmail.com

Sir Doyle,

It worries me that you haven’t replied to my letter yet, it’s been 4 weeks since I sent the letter with my sketch of the mill with it, but what troubles me most is that you haven’t been writing lately, I hope you’re alright. I’ll pray that you’ll get back soon. We miss you.

Cedine

Doyle & Cedine III

Letter 3

Sir Doyle,

Good evening/afternoon/morning/early am. I’m very glad you returned my letter. To be honest, I didn’t expect that you would actually send me a letter (not that I think you don’t appreciate your admirers) it’s just that, I don’t want you going to the trouble of writing me one, a simple email will suffice and will be much appreciated at my end, but thank you very much. And please Sir Doyle, do accept compliments, you are being too modest, I do read your works over and over and I’m sure I’m not the only one. I really love your works and it surprised me to learn that those are actually products of cramming! You are really gifted and my praises are well worth it. I can’t believe you’re from Steedshire as well! And yes! I’m happy to give you the good news -the mill still stands! I enclosed a little sketch of mine. I hope you’ll like it, it took me long enough to draw a single mill. Please write more amazing stories!

Cedine

How to handle strict parents

You have two choices.

One is to be their dumb obedient dog.

Or

Read this anti strict parent (ASP) tutorial.


For all evil parents, evil child and FLIP readers who has nothing else to do. I’m sure a lot can relate, it doesn’t mean you have to actually do what the evil blogger told ya.

Achtung!

This “tutorial” is only temporary, meaning you don’t have to stick to this tactic forever. In time, when you get older or perhaps when you think more maturely, you’ll understand everything, you might even end up being like THEM when you became a parent yourself. So while you are still waiting for your time of enlightenment, try reading and learning from this tutorial. Have fun:)

The Secret

You can’t choose your parents, and fair enough, they didn’t choose you neither. But you have the power to mold them the way you want them to be *evil psycho laugh*. You just need to read their behavior, understand how they work, find the gears that keep them going and change what’s needed to be altered. Never fight them; fighting will only lead to unnecessary clashes that won’t solve anything. There’s a more diplomatic yet evil way to handle things (and no, I’m not talking about cleaning the toilet with their toothbrush). Always go with the flow, play their games and make sure you turn the table. Being “plastic” is the key. When their being nice, or when your being soft coz you keep remembering the good times you had with them, don’t let your guard down. Always remember the good’ol wars you had, the hell that they kept raising upon you. I’m sure the bad times will swallow the good times whole without even burping of satisfaction. Always remember the misery they put you thru, and make sure you return the favor, not by rebelling (more on rebelling later) but by making them your own puppets (i cant really teach you how, different parents needs different measures, you just have to know the right tools, this is just a guide, a sneak peek of the big picture). They won’t even know you’re already pulling their strings. Always remember, you are above them, they are JUST your parents, you are the next generation, and you are their future. They’ll need you eventually. Try threatening them that you won’t change their diapers when their old and useless. Hahahha! (I feel like a disturbed kid, writing this post. Lol). Just stay cool, act dominant and observe your evil plan as it goes.

Things to remember:

• Don’t fight them, take control of them.
• You don’t need them telling you what and what not to do.
• And your secret weapon… “ang anak, kayang tiisin ang ina, pero ang ina hindi kayang tiisin ang anak.” Translating this in a poetic manner is beyond my ability so I guess I’ll just be simple with it. Basically it means that a child can abandon his/her mother but a mother can never abandon her child.

NEVER

Never rebel, unless you can already live by yourself (not just live, but live a life better than what they can offer). Rebelling only leads to washing dishes on random diners.


This post is not inspired by the blogger’s own experience. Although at some points, I can relate. The identity of the evil parent behind this post will be remained confidential.

Seven Days and Seven Nights

Acedia is seven days and seven nights late on every deadly meeting. All the other sin sisters adapted on this habit of their lazy sister and eventually decided to all show up on the seventh night to save the trouble of waiting. But this time, a figure of a long haired female is curled under the shade of a lazy tree. She stayed there, silent, still, unmoving..she seemed lifeless except when she turns her head on every sound on the ground that would only turn out to be rabbit or a little mouse or a squirrel. She waited on that tree for six days and six nights. Seventh day… no sign of any sins except for Sloth… the sun is setting, as darkness slowly swallows daylight, Acedia saw a silhouette, obscured by the last beam of the red sun. she waited.. she waited for seven days, she can wait for another seven seconds. One.. the figure slowly walks towards a circle of seven trees, one is curved, almost touching the ground with its lazy branches, the other six, lifeless. Two.. the darkness, slowly burying the sun. Three.. and the once obscured image was now recognizable under the dim of the night. Four.. the animals gone berserk as she walks pass them, there are no wild predators, mostly little rabbits, squirrels, beavers, rodents and birds, and all this little creatures fought for their lives. Five.. they were all engulfed by anger, biting and clawing and killing. Six.. it was a blood bath, the once green grass is now painted by crimson blood with the stench of hatred, anger and wrath. 7.. The seventh night. Ira has arrived.

Pintura

Here are some of my paintings that I made this semester. I decided to post em here coz I figured maybe my readers, being normal people that are NOT-fine-arts-students-who-can-criticize-a-fuckin-garbage-painting, can appreciate them. :)

LDN skyline
abstract impressionism

I painted this for my girl from LDN. I never had the chance to pass this coz I wasn't attending class that time. lol

here are the paintings for the final week.

Dune
pointfuckinism

a 1 hour painting, I need to meet the freakin deadline and the painting has to be pontillism! so, there you go, a product of serious cramming.




believe me or not, this 2 are self portraits.

Doyle & Cedine II

Doyle's reply

Ms. Cedine

Umm.. hi! And uh, as you can see, I’m not really familiar on writing formal letters as well, so please don’t even bother being formal on me :)(the smile is to prove to you that I’m being really casual on this.lol). First of all, thank you for reading and for constantly visiting my blog, I very much appreciate you writing me a letter. It just made me more inspired and fueled to write more of my nonsense stories. It flatters me to know that you are actually reading my posts over and over; I didn’t even imagine anyone would read it even once. And about the paintings, they are actually a product of my “rush” nature, meaning I spend only a good 15-20 mins on them. So please don’t overrate them, they’re not worth praising for.XD. Sceleris is also my favorite work, and I do love every character, I'm glad you love it too, though I'm kinda scared at first that people won't get it, or that it's just too deep or too complicated but i guess some did get it and appreciated it:) It says on your address that you’re from Steedshire, you see, I grew up there, I call it my home even though I haven’t been there ever since I settled here in Rockfort, I still remember the old mill up on the hill, is it still there? Oops, looks like I’m smothering you with my reminiscing now, lol. Oh and I love your little gift! Thank you! Now I feel more special, and make me wanna write a post this instant! And no, it’s not troublesome for me to write al letter, though I have a little secret… this is the first letter I’ve ever written:)

Many thanks,
Doyle, author of Fabula

Doyle & Cedine

Cedine's 1st letter

Sir Doyle,

Good day sir or perhaps good evening... well it depends. Forgive my informality, I’m not really sure how to make a proper letter but I want this to be as formal as I can, that’s why I wrote an actual letter rather than sending you an e-mail (though I had a hard time goggling you’re postal address). You see, I’ve been reading your posts on your blog for quite some time now, and I’ve enjoyed or even been inspired by your works. Your fictions are remarkable and some of them are really awe-inspiring, I’ve been reading and rereading them every now and then. I think the Sceleris series is your greatest work! I love how you give the characters their distinctive personalities and how it resembles them. And I do love your paintings, I’m just wondering how long does it take for you to paint such masterpieces? You have great talent and I like the way you combine them to make a great work of art. I will keep on visiting Fabula and I’ll keep on reading and rereading your works. You must be thinking, “what a stalker?” right? Hehehe, please do bear with me, I just really like your blog and I hope you respond on this letter. If writing a letter is troublesome for you, please send me an e-mail, I wrote it on the back of this paper (so informal of me) alongside my other contact details. I have sent you a little something to show my appreciation for inspiring me with your works, I hope you like it, ummm it’s just right there in the envelope together with this letter.

Good luck on Fabula, and please do write more remarkable writings, and please reply. Tnx!

Cedine

01/30/09 imba

Part VII

This post is written because Migs insisted on it. He texted me saying that I need to post something because my blog is getting dull, but actually I figured out his “hidden agenda” and that is; to be finally mentioned on my blog! Fortunately, I’m on the “mood” to write at that time, when I was lying on the sofa, waiting for my breakfast, the T.V. was on, talking about anger management or something, but I wasn’t really watching… we just got home from manila by the way. And this is actually the ending of the story. So I’ll just start from the beginning…

Part I

It was planned that my friends in pampanga (Keith, Migs, Biboy, Einar and Adams) will go to manila to shop, then go clubbing, then go to a casino, then play dota. It was Friday, I woke up at around 5pm, yup, my body clock is on London time, courtesy of Ms. Natasha Laxa, my girlfriend who lives in London, coz we’ve been chatting/texting forever (still texting her while writing this draft, and while rewriting it on my laptop). I’ve been sleeping and waking like this for two weeks now, I know right? Unhealthy for the body, but I say it’s healthy for my heart.XD (tweetums cheesiness). Now back to the story… (here I jumped off the sofa to eat my favorite breakfast which is tuyo (dried lil fish) and scrambled eggs with onions)……[eating]……(back on the sofa, feeling fuckin full!) where was i… oh yeah, so I woke up at 5pm, Keith, a.k.a. Kate-that’s how Filipinos pronounce Keith, texted me, that they will be in Manila in an hour. I was alone in my room, Tash, a.k.a. Natasha, a.k.a. my boo, is still asleep, and it’s already 9am there in London. Not to mention she needs to go to work that day, okay I’ll stop here, I’m writing too much when I’m talking about my girl! Lol. Just bear with me, the blogger is hooked! Lol. So I just surfed the net to burn some time. At around 6, they texted me that they are already at the mall, which comes first before my place (that explains why they didn’t pick me up first, then go to the mall) so I lay there in my room, waiting for the time to pass by, and waiting for Tash to wake up! They kept on asking me if we’re already on the guest list in club Embassy. So I texted my friend and my cousin to confirm if we’re on the list… to make the long story short, we end up having two separate lists under two different people, meaning there are two sets of lists that has our names on it-which became unexpectedly useful later on the story.

The Fort

(I am very lazy, tired and sleepy at the moment so I’ll just shorten the whole story) after the mall, they went straight to my place. By this time, I’m already chatting with Natasha, while my friends are ransacking my fridge. Eventually, we are now going to the fort, we decided to have dinner there so that we’ll be near Embassy already. On the way there, we got lost. Lol. I insisted on buying a friggin map but they never listen! They preferred guessing if we’ll go right, straight or left, that’s 33.3% chance that we’ll get it right, but there are lots of right turns, left turns and straights so it doesn’t really work that way. So yeah, we wasted time and gas. We arrived at the fort at around… 10pm? I’m not really sure, but I guess it doesn’t really matter. We had dinner at Gerry’s grill, man we were so full! Embassy is just a 10 minute walk from Gerry’s, so me, Einar and Adams decided to walk through High Street (it’s like Philippine’s Rodeo Drive [my opinion]) but Keith, Biboy and Migs, the heavy weight’s of our group, decided to take a cab to go to the car! Redundant right? (here I decided to go to sleep then continue this draft when I feel like it)

[sleeping]

(and now I woke up, had dinner [coz it’s already 6pm] and now, back to writing)

Embassy

Eventually, we arrived at Embassy at around 11:30pm? We came early to avoid the stupid looooong line. We have a little problem though, Migs forgot to bring an I.D.! This means he won’t be able to get in! Here comes the unexpectedly useful duplicate list; our names are listed under two persons, one is Kat Zulueta and the other, Ivan Zalameda. So me, Einar, Keith, Biboy and Adams told the lady in the counter that we are under Kat Zulueta, so the lady already crossed out our names in the list to avoid duplication, but they don’t know that there is still a duplicate list under Ivan Zalameda. Here is our plan, Migs is going to use Einar’s other I.D. to get in; he actually looks like Einar on the picture. Though they don’t look alike in person, which is good because our plan is to make two Enar Feliciano’s! at first, Migs is too scared to take that risk. But coach Einar told him some inspiring things to him to build up his confidence (it reminds us of a scene on coach carter. Lol) after 15 mins on the line, (because the line got longer while Migs is still gathering all his courage) he fortunately fooled Embassy! We just witnessed a boy turned into a man older boy. Lol. While in the club, they had a couple of bottles and I just smoked my lungs out, because I don’t really drink. I just flaunt my moves coz I just love the attention! Lol. The place was packed with hot ladies, but who cares!? My girl is hotter! Bwahahahaha! Migs and Keith had their “fun”. Lol. We decided to took off after just an hour and a half or so, coz we still have other plans on our itinerary.

Hyatt

We got lost again….lol. well fortunately, we made it to the casino, I just love the ambiance, we are surrounded by cigarettes, cards and money…ahhhhh…nirvana. lol. Here’s the long story shortened: everybody loses except Einar. I won’t post the actual amount in case our parents might stumble upon my blog! lol










DotA

After the gruesome defeat on the casino. We decided to go meet our DotA opponents at the famous (for DotA players)/ unknown (for everyone else) Pacific Suites. The team was balanced, it’s going to be me, Keith, Migs, Biboy, and his brother Archie against Einar, Adams and three of our friends there in Pacific. The game started, at early game, it was a one sided battle in favor to the enemy, but we never give up… in mid game, hope was found! At end game, we slaughtered them! Bwahahaha!


Home

On the way home… we got lost again! Lmfao! When we reached pampanga, me and Migs got home first because our house is nearer. I then asked the maid to cook me some tuyo and scrambled eggs. I sat on the sofa, turned on the T.V., then after a few minutes, I received a text message from Migs… now read the post all over again! Lol

Tweetums fact: Tash and I are exchanging text messages the whole time. Even while I’m writing all of this on my notebook. We’ve been like this for two weeks now. I love my boo and I love my London body clock! Lol

pictures from that night:



Fucking long post ay?

XOXO

Part I

1st night at the club (which became more than a club for us XD) at first, everything seems normal, normal in the sense that I wasn’t expecting anything special to happen or to meet anyone special on that matter. All seems… yup normal, until I saw this girl on the next table, I know, it is normal to see a pretty lady in the club, but she ain’t no ordinary girl. One look at her, I knew there’s something different, in which you can’t define different, basically, I didn’t know what I really felt that time, but I was positive that t’was a good thing, but I was wrong, it was a great thing actually!

After minutes of checking her out secretly, (coz this dude beside her kept staring at me when I’m staring at her) I saw my friend Gum, sitting there in the same table! I was like, ‘Holy! He knows her!’, then Gum approached me. Course I asked who’s the girl, DRUMROLL* turns out she is his cousin from London! I was like, damn! I love London and I love her! Lol. Oh yeah, the guy sitting beside her is actually her older brother! Hahahaha. So after knowing that she ain’t got a date, I was like ‘yo Gum, can you introduce me to your cousin?’ then he said ‘you want to? She likes guys who can dance’ (Gum have seen me dance, he knows I’ve got some moves. Lol) then I said ‘are you saying she likes me?’ then he was like ‘dunno’ with a mocking grin to back his answer up. I took that as nothing when I should be gathering my guts to introduce myself! Lol. Here’s a revelation, I’m a very shy person when it comes to that area, I mean, basically, I don’t have the guts to introduce myself to pretty ladies! Lol. After a couple of minutes of just staring at her, my friends decided to go to a near casino, I decided to stay for two reasons, because I don’t gamble and because I’m still gathering all the guts I can get to be able to approach my lady!

My friends got back with wide smiles on their faces, fortunately they won big time. XD. Yes, I’m still on a corner, thinking what to say to her, how pathetic. T.T

So the first meeting didn’t go well. To worsen my despair, I learned that she’ll be back in London in a couple of weeks. I was beginning to lose hope…

JB-zero

Part II

2nd night at the club (yup, the same club as before) this time, I’m with my friends from manila, my condo mates. I wasn’t really expecting to see her again because I assumed that she already left the country. While I was greeting my other friends (I got loads of friends that hang out at that club) I saw her again with her cousins, I instinctively, almost immediately told my friends that I’ve been wanting to know her. Then Gum appeared again, and then he was like, ‘she’s here with us, want me to introduce you to her?’ unfortunately, my shyness got the best of me, I said no. Fuck me right?

I partied “normally” with my friends, not thinking about her, thinking that it’s already too late for our “formal introduction”. They took off before us, after a couple of minutes we decided to go as well. I think I should mention that two of my friends threw up due to the margarita that my friend (dj johenn) offered them. Lol. So while my friend was throwing up at Jollibee (funny right?) Gum texted me, he asked ‘is your friend throwing up? Look up, we’re here at coffee academy, 2nd level’. Coffee Academy is just across the street in front of Jollibee, so I crossed the highway to meet him, and hopefully to see her. Unfortunately Gum went down by himself, he even asked me, again, if I would want to go upstairs and, yup, finally meet his cousin, and again, I said no! fuck me again! Well, because I’ll be too shy being introduced to her in front of her cousins! I’ll probably go red, maroon maybe. End of chapter II.

JB-still zero.

Part III

Everything’s back to normal, I’m here in manila again, cutting class. God’s grace shined upon me! I saw her on friendster! On my who’s viewed me list! I was like yelling ‘London crush viewed me on friendster!!!’. So I send her a message right away! (uh huh, got the guts to do that! Lol) and then she replied almost immediately, meaning she’s online! So I asked her if she got yahoo messenger, she gave it to me. Then after that, everything falls into place, just how I wanted it to:)

JB-Natasha

There are lots of untold revelations here. I didn’t write em coz I would love it if she’ll be the one confessing them! Right honey bun? XD

We’ve been chatting and texting constantly frequent now. Hope you guys liked our little story. And yes, this one’s a potential love story. lol

xoxo