Monday, February 02, 2009

Chapter 6- The Choco-Coated Cake

Chapter 6


Cassidy: Titingnan mo na lang ba ako ng ganyan buong araw?
Harris: I’m sorry. I just don’t get it. Ikaw nga ba talaga yan, Cassie?

Cassidy: Oo naman, sira. Bakit?
Harris: You’re kinda different today.
Cassidy: Pasalamat ka, maganda mood ko ngayon. Halika na nga! Bagal mo naman maglakad.
Harris: Saan ba kasi tayo pupunta?
Cassidy: Makikita mo rin.


Patuloy sila sa paglalakad at tumigil sa harap ng isang maliit ngunit eleganteng resto.


Harris: A sweet shop? Ano naman ang gagawin natin dito?
Cassidy: Eh di kakain. Tara, ililibre kita.


Harris: Ano ba ang nakain mo ngayon?
Cassidy: Wala pa nga. Kaya ako umoorder.
Harris: You really are acting unusual. Nininerbyos tuloy ako.
Cassidy: (tawa) Wag ka mag-alala. Ako ang magbabayad ng bill.
Harris: I don’t mean that.


Biglang kinuha ni Harris ang kanyang cellphone at pinikturan ang nakangiting Cassidy, na ikinabigla naman nito.


Cassidy: Hoy, anong ginawa mo? Akin na yan!
Harris: Pinikturan lang naman kita, bawal ba.
Cassidy: Delete mo yan!
Harris: No way. Minsan ka lang ngumiti eh. Pagbigyan mo na ako. Souvenir. Ganda mo dito oh.
Cassidy: Ewan ko sa iyo.
Harris: Sana lagi kang ganito.

Cassidy: Na ano? Normal? Hinding-hindi na babalik pa sa normal ang buhay ko.
Harris: I really don’t understand.
Cassidy: Talagang hindi mo maintindihan. Complicated masyado ang buhay ko. Daig ko pa yung mga award winning na mga telenovela sa TV.
Harris: Bakit ba ayaw mo kay Tita Ingrid? Mabait naman siya.
Cassidy: Pangalan pa nga lang kontrabida na ang dating. Ayoko pa rin. Kahit na anong gawin niya, hindi niya mapapalitan ang Mama ko. Tsaka, sisirain lang niya ang buhay ko. Aagawin niya pa si Papa sa akin.
Harris: Kaya ka ba nagrerebelde? Up to when will that be, Cassie?
Cassidy: Hanggat may magagawa pa ako. Hanggat hindi pa sila kasal. Kung mag-aasawang muli si Papa, makakalimutan na niya ako at ang mga alaala ni Mama.
Harris: I think okay lang naman sa Mama mo ang pag-aasawa muli ng Papa mo. After all, she only wants the two of you to be happy, right?
Cassidy: Paano naman ako magiging masaya nun?
Harris: Well of course, think about it. You will not only make your old man happy once again, but two more women. Ingrid and your mom. Alam mo kasi, malungkutin yan si Tita Ingrid. Unti she met Tito Lewis. Kaya, give them a chance, Cassie.
Cassidy: Hindi mo alam ang mga pinagdadaanan ko ngayon.
Harris: Of course, I knew. I lost my father in a car accident. But I didn’t hindered my mom from marrying once again. Even if they’re two different people.


Napatingin si Cassidy kay Harris. Sumeryoso bigla ang mukha nito.


Harris: Sympre at first it was not okay for me. But then I realize, pinapahirapan ko lang Mama ko at ang sarili ko. I was selfish for not letting her be with the man she loves. Kaya ayun, eventually they got together and since then, sa Korea na kami naninirahan.
Cassidy: Kaya pala nakakaintindi ka ng Tagalog, eh hindi ka naman Koreano.
Harris: Haha. Ganun din akala ng lahat sa akin.
Cassidy: Anong ginagawa mo dito sa Pilipinas?
Harris: Eh di nagbabakasyon. Honeymoon ni Mom at Dad, makikisali pa ako doon.


Napatawa doon si Cassidy.


Harris: Alam mo, not only your mom, Tita Ingrid or Tito Lewis deserves to be happy. Ikaw din Cassidy. Kaya, let go of the hate you’ve been carrying for years. Trust me.
Cassidy: Trust you? Eh hindi pa nga nagiisang buwan tayong magkakilala.
Harris: Hahaha. Sa gwapo kong ito, hindi mo ko mapagkakatiwalaan?

Dumating na ang waiter at sinerve ang kanilang mga pagkain.


Harris: Umorder ka ng chocolate cake?
Cassidy: Oo naman.


















Cassidy: Birthday ko ngayon eh.

Chapter 5- You Are Not Alone

Chapter 5


Pasukan ulit. Gaya ng mga ginagawa ni Cassidy sa mga nakalipas na araw, nagpunta na siyang paaralan ng hindi nagpapaalam. Sa pagmamadali, may nakabunggo siyang lalaki. Kasabay nito silang nahulog sa skateboard.


Lalaki: Uyy sorry miss.
Cassidy: Ikaw?!


Naalala niya ang mukhang puno ng pasa na kanyang tinulungan kagabi. Ito ang lalaking nakatayo sa harap niya ngayon.


Lalaki: Sorry talaga.
Cassidy: Okay na. Basta kung magskaskateboard ka din, tingnan mo yang dinadaanan mo. Kaya ka ata napapaaway eh.


Dala ang kanilang skateboards, pumasok na sila.


Cassidy: Skater ka din pala.
Lalaki: Oo.
Cassidy: At dito ka din nag-aaral.
Lalaki: Oo.
Cassidy: Hindi naman kita nakikita dito araw-araw.
Lalaki: Minsan lang ako pumapasok. Kung gusto. Yun.
Cassidy: Nasa gusto pala yun. Sa bagay, wala din akong pakialam kung anong nangyayari dito e.
Lalaki: Anong section mo?
Cassidy: II-D.
Lalaki: Araw-araw na tayong magkikita, classmate.


Prof: Class dismissed. Study your assignments.


Lalaki: Uyy Cassie, skateboarding tayo. May alam akong lugar.
Cassidy: Sige ba.
Lalaki: O sige. Magkita na lang tayo sa gate. May pupuntahan lamang ako.


Paglabas, nakita uli ni Cassidy ang itim na kotse.


Cassidy: (isip) Siya uli?!


Ang anyo ni Harris ang lumabas doon at lumapit sa kanya.


Harris: Saan ka nagpunta kagabi? Alam mo bang nilibot ko ang boung lugar na ito para mahanap ka?
Cassidy: Bakit, sinabi ko ba?
Harris: Your Dad said we should go home together.
Cassidy: At sinong nagsabing susundin ko iyon?
Harris: Cassidy, your dad is so damn worried for you! Kaya halika na. Let’s go home.
Cassidy: Wala naman yun pakialam sa akin e.
Harris: Cassie. Please don’t give me a hard time now.
Cassidy: Huwag mo kong iingleshan. Kung pagod ka na sa akin, then, wag mo na akong susundan at ako pa ang matutuwa sa gagawin mo.


Hindi na niya pinansin si Harris at nagpatuloy sa lakad niya. Wala naman nagawa ang lalaki at sinundan na lamang niya ito ng tingin.


Mag-uumaga na ng mapagpasyahang umuwi ni Cassidy ng bahay. Nawili siya ng kakaskateboard kasama si Mr. Skate. Sa mga ganoong oras, himbing pa ang pagkakatulog ng lahat ngunit gusto pa rin niya makasiguro. Hindi na siya pumasok sa halip ay inakyat ang balkonahe ng third floor kung saan malapit ang kanyang kwarto. Doon na siya dumaan sa bintana ng kanyang silid. Nagulat siya sa kanyang nakita. Hindi pa man sapat ang liwanag na ibinigay ng bughaw na langit at sisikat na araw, kabisado na niya ang anyo ng lalaking nakasandal sa pader ng kanyang kwarto na tila nakatulog na roon. Ang anyo ni Harris.


Cassidy: (isip) Teka, hinihintay ba niya ang pagdating ko?


Linapitan niya ito at napangiti siya sa maamo nitong mukha. Para itong isang inosenteng bata na taliwas sa Harris na kilala niya kung gising. Pinagmasdan niya ang mahaba nitong pilik-mata, matangos na ilong at mapula-pulang labi.


Cassidy: (isip) May demonyo nga bang ganito ka gwapo?


Napangiti siya uli.


Cassidy: (isip) Haaay. Nag-guiguilty tuloy ako sa mga pinagsasabi ko sa iyo. Siguro nga nag-aalala ka talaga sa akin.


Marahan niyang yinugyug ang balikat nito. Nagising ito bigla.


Harris: C-Cassidy? Cassie? You’re home!
Cassidy: Kanina pa. Hmm anong ginawa mo dito sa kwarto ko?

Harris: Ahh... Kasi.. Ano...
Cassidy: Hinihintay mo ba pagdating ko?
Harris: Hindi ah.


Cassidy: (isip) Haay arogante pa rin. Bumalik ka na lang sa pagtulog mo, mas magugustuhan ko pa kung ganun.


Harris: Ah, Cassie. I’m really glad that you came home safe.
Cassidy: Oo naman. Ako pa.
Harris: So, uhh, balik na ko sa kwarto ko, okay?


Paalis na ito ng tawagin ni Cassidy.


Cassidy: Sandali. May gagawin ka ba mamaya?
Harris: Wala naman. Why?





















Cassidy: Samahan mo naman ako.

Chapter 4- A Minute Radiance of Hope

Chapter 4

Lunes. Walang choice si Cassidy, mas gugustuhin na lang nyang pumasok sa paaralan kesa naman manatili sa bahay kasama si Ingrid. Hindi na siya nagpaalam pa, nagpaunlak na lamang siyang papuntang school sakay ng kanyang skateboard. Pagpasok niya ng classroom, nagsalita ang propessor.


Prof: You’re late Ms. Monteverde.
Cassidy: Obvious naman diba.
Prof: Maupo ka na sa harap at magsisimula na ang klase.


Patuloy na naglakad papunta sa pinakalikod na upuan si Cassidy.


Cassidy: Ayaw kong umupo sa harap ma’am.


Tumingin ito ng masama sa kanya. Halatang naghahalukipkip na sa galit ang titser. Wala itong nagawa at nagkibit-balikat na lamang.


Nagsisiuwian na ang mga estudyante matapos ang isang araw na pasok. Kinuha ni Cassidy ang kanyang skateboard at nagsimula ng umuwi. Sa kalayuan, kanyang natanaw ang isang itim na kotse.


“Baby!!”


Nanlilisik ang mga matang linapitan niya ang lalaki. Iisa lamang ang taong ganun ang tawag sa kanya.


Cassidy: Hoy, lalaki, hindi ba’t sinabi ko sayo’ng wag mo kong tawaging Baby!!
Harris: Hey I was just kiddding. Baka kasi di mo ko pansinin kapag tinawag kita.
Cassidy: Ewan ko sa’yo!!
Harris: Hey wait. Saan ka ba nagpunta? Maaga kang umalis ng bahay kanina. Kumain ka na ba?
Cassidy: Kahit kelan talaga, pakialamero ka.
Harris: I’m worried. Sinabi sa akin ni Tita Ingrid, nagattempt ka na daw noon magsuicide.
Cassidy: At chismoso ka na rin pala.
Harris: Halika. Uuwi na tayo.
Cassidy: Ayoko nga! Bitiwan mo nga ako.

Kinalas niya ang kamay ni Harris sa braso niya at gamit ang skateboard, tinakbuhan niya ang lalaki.


Harris: Cassie! Hey Cassidy!


Cassidy: (isip) Haay, asar talaga ang lalaking yun. Ayoko pa ngang umuwi.


Patuloy siyang nagskateboard hanggang nakahanap siya ng lugar na tahimik.


Cassidy: Sa wakas. Peace and quiet.


Ilang minuto pa ag lumipas at nakarinig siya ng parang may umuubo.


Cassidy: Dyos ko, mimumulto na yata ako!


Lalong lumakas ang pag-ubo at may naririnig na din siyang ungol sa dilim.


Cassidy: Uuwi na talaga ako!


Isang malakas na ungol pa at nasabi niyang hindi multo kundi may tao talaga sa likod ng inuupuan niya. Humugot siya ng lakas ng loob, bago tiningnan kung saan nanggagaling ang narirrinig niyang ingay.


Cassidy: M-may tao ba dyan?


“T-tulong...”


Doon na niya nakita ang isang lalaking nakahimlay sa damuhan.


Cassidy: Uyy, okay ka lang ba?


Bumili ng alcohol at bandage si Cassidy at saka na niya ginamot ang mga sagot ng lalaki sa mukha.


Lalaki: Aahh... A-ara-ayy...
Cassidy: Para ka namang hindi lalaki. Teka, ano bang nangyari sa’yo?
Lalaki: Wala ito. Kasalanan ko rin.
Cassidy: Kayo talagang mga lalaki. Akala ninyo kung sino na kayong Superman kung makipag-away.
Lalaki: Salamat nga pala ha. Ano bang pangalan mo?
Cassidy: Sorry. Hindi ako nambibigay ng pangalan sa di ko kilala.
Lalaki: Cassie ba?
Cassidy: Aba’t paano--?
Lalaki: Nasa skateboard mo. Skater ka pala. Ganda ng pangalan mo. Kasingganda mo.
Cassidy: Ikaw na nga gumamot yang sugat mo. Uuwi na ko.
Lalaki: Sana magkita tayo uli, Cassie!

At iniwan na lamang niya ang lalaki. Pagdating sa bahay...


Cassidy: Psst! Manang!

Maid: Naku ma’am mabuti naman nakauwi na kayo.
Cassidy: Ssshhh! Wag ka masyadong maingay. Andyan pa ba sina Papa?
Maid: Opo. Nasa sala. Hinihintay ang iyong pagdating.

Cassidy: Ganun ba. Ganito na lang. Dalhan mo ko ng pagkain sa kwarto. Wag pa magpahalata kay Papa, ha. Sabihin mo hindi pa ko nakakauwi.
Maid: Sige po ma’am. Pero...
Cassidy: Bakit?
Maid: Pero kasi...
Cassidy: Ano nga yun?
Maid: Kanina pa po kayo hinahanap ni Sir Harris. Nag-aalala kasi siya sa’yo. Hindi pa din umuuwi ang binatang iyon hanggang ngayon kasi hinahanap ka niya.




















Cassidy: Hinahanap niya ko?

Chapter 3- The Great Escape

Chapter 3


Nang gabing yun, hindi makatulog si Cassidy. Hindi kasi siya kumain buhat pa kaninang umaga. Hindi na makatiis, dahan dahan siyang pumunta sa kusina ng bahay. Matapos kumuha ng pagkain sa ref, unti-unti na niya itong kinain.

Cassidy: Mmm... sarap. Magaling din palang magluto yung Ingrid na yun. Mmm...


“Sinasabi ko na nga ba may tao rito.”

Biglang lumiwanag ang buong kusina nang buksan ng asungot na lalaki ang ilaw.


Cassidy: Hoy ano ba?! Magigising mo ang boung tao dito sa bahay eh?!



Tinitigan lamang siya ng lalaki ng maigi. Siya na ang unang nakipagkalas ng tingin dahil naasiwa na siya dito. Nag-iwan ito ng isang misteryosong na ngiti bago pumunta sa ref at uminom ng tubig. Pinagtakhan naman yon ni Cassidy. Sinundan niya ito ng tingin.


Cassidy: (isip) Ahh kaya pala. Taga Korea nga pala ang mokong na ito. Marahil hindi ito nakakaintindi ng Tagalog. Hehe. Mapagtrpipan nga.


Cassidy: Hoy asungot. Alam mo ba nakakaasar yung ginawa mo sa kwarto ko?! Ha? Paborito ko ang kwarto kong iyon, nandoon na ako, anghel pa lamang ako. Nandoon din ang mga alaala ko sa Mama ko. Kaya asar na asar talaga ako sa iyo. Sayang gwapo ka pa naman. Ha. Nakakalungkot isipin, magiging pipi ka lamang dito. Mamatay ang mga instik sa bahay na ito!

Tiningnan uli siya ng lalaki. At saka tumawa.


Cassidy: Nakakaawa, hindi mo maintindihan ang mga sinasabi ko at tumatawa ka na lamang na parang baliw.


Si Cassidy naman ang humagikgik pero siya’y napahinto at nabigla siya sa mga binitiwang salita ng lalaki.


Lalaki: Kakain ka rin pala dami mo pang sinasabi. Nagtatago ka pa.


Sa mga oras na iyon gusto na lamang makain ng lupa si Cassidy.


Cassidy: N-nakaka... nakakaintindi ka ng tagalog?
Lalaki: Hindi naman obvious di ba.


Cassidy: (isip) Ayy panu yun. Nakakahiya!


Hindi na lamang niya pinansin ang lalaki. Patuloy siya sa paglamon ng pagkain at dinaan na lamang niya sa gutom ang hiya niya.


Lalaki: Uyy, dahan dahan naman, baka mabulunan ka nyan.
Cassidy: Gutom ako no.


Nagdilang anghel yata ang lalaki at tuluyan na ngang nabulunan si Cassidy. Dali-dali naman itong kumuha ng tubig sa ref at pinainom siya nito.


Cassidy: M-may lahing demonyo ka yata eh...
Lalaki: Pinagiingat na nga kita, demonyo pa rin turing mo sa akin. Sabihin mo nga, may demonyo bang ganito ka gwapo?
Cassidy: Tse! O, eh ano pa yung ginagawa mo dyan, alis na! Bumalik ak na sa lungga mo, baka may mangyari uling masama sa akin dito.
Lalaki: Ayaw mong samahan kita dito sa baba? Malalim na din ang gabi. Marami na ang nagsisilabasan. Ikaw rin. Pero sige, kung yun ang gusto mo. Matutulog na lamang ako. Papatayin ko pa rin ba ang ilaw?
Cassidy: Uyy teka. Hintayin mo na lang ako. Matatapos na ito.


Bibilisan na lamang ni Cassidy ang pagkain. Di naman niya napansin kaninang nakakatakot din pala mag-isa sa kusina ng bahay dahil gutom pa siya. Umupo sa tapat ng silya niya ang lalaki.


Lalaki: Ang lakas mo kumain pero ang cute mo pa rin.

Cassidy: Nang-aasar ka ba?
Lalaki: Asar ba yun. Pinupuri na nga kita. Bakit ba lagi kang galit sa mundo?
Cassidy: Ano ba ang pakialam mo? Bakit, psychologist ka ba, pasyente mo ba ako?
Lalaki: Eh, di kunwari ganun. Eh kasi, lagi mong sinisigawan lahat ng tao sa bahay. Pati na yung Mama at Papa mo.
Cassidy: Matagal na akong walang Mama. At hinding-hindi na magkakaroon pa ng bago.
Lalaki: Ahh. Ganun pala. Galit ka sa Papa mo kasi ipagpapalit na niya ang Mama mo kay Tita Ingrid di ba?
Cassidy: Tumahimik ka nga, wala kang alam sa akin.
Lalaki: Ahh, sorry ha. Hindi ako dapat nanghihimasok.


Biglang naging seryoso ang mukha ng lalaki. Sincere naman ang pag apologize nito.


Lalaki: Busog ka na ba?
Cassidy: Kung napapagod ka na sa paghihintay, mauna ka nalang no. Hindi naman kita pinipilit.
Lalaki: It’s okay. Ayaw kaya kitang iwan dito.


Cassidy: (isip) Nakakataba naman ng puso ang sinabi ng asungot na ito. Nakakakonsensya tuloy.


Cassidy: Matatapos na ko. Last na ito. Ano nga pala ang pangalan mo?
Lalaki: Nagwa-gwapuhan ka na ba talaga sa akin?
Cassidy: Nagtatanong lang ng pangalan. O, kung gusto mo, asungot na lang ang itawag ko sa iyo. Ayaw mo naman yata ibigay---
Lalaki: ---Harris. Harris Park.
Cassidy: Harris. Hmm. Sasabihin mo din pala.
Harris: Ikaw, anung pangalan mo?
Cassidy: Ba’t ko naman ibibigay sa iyo, hindi pa nga kita kilala masyado.
Harris: Eh di gagawa na lang ako ng itatawag ko sa iyo. Madali naman akong kausap.
Cassidy: Style mo bulok. Ginaya mo lang ako e. Haay bahala ka, kahit na anong itawag mo sa akin, hindi ko ibibigay ang pangalan ko.
Harris: Ano kaya maganda? Hmm, I know. Baby na lang itatawag ko sayo. Para ka kasing bata kung umasta. Ano, okay lang, baby ko?


Nakakabaliw na ngiti ang ibinigay ng lalaki. Kinabahan siya bigla.


Cassidy: Dyan Cassidy. Cassie na lang. Okay?
Harris: Cassidy. You’re as beautiful as your name.
Cassidy: Sira!

Chapter 1- Pieces of Dreams Had Been Shattered

She’s My Skater Girl

Characters:

Dyan Cassidy Monteverde
Harris Park
Galvin Santos
Ingrid Sxu
Lewis Monteverde
Other Characters
Narrator


Chapter 1


Doctor: Mabuti na lamang naagapan ka agad or those different pills you drank could cause your life.

Cassidy: Eh di sana pala namatay na lang ako.
Lewis: Dyan Cassidy! Huwag ka magsalita ng ganyan. Ah eh, salamat po doc.
Doctor: I’m happy to tell you that her health is okay now and she could be discharged from the hospital.
Lewis: Thank you. Uuwi na tayo ngayon, anak.


Kasama ni Cassidy ang Papa niya na umalis ng ospital at bumalik sa kanilang bahay. Paglabas niya ng kotse, natanaw niya ang kanilang tahanan. Ganun pa rin. Wala itong pinagbago.


Ingrid: Cassidy, anak, welcome home!


Mali pala. Simula ngayon, marami na ang magbabago.


Ingrid: Mabuti naman at nakalabas ka na ng ospital. Nag-aalala pa naman ako sayo.

Cassidy: Aminin mo nga. Gusto mo naman talaga akong mamatay eh.
Ingrid: Naku, hindi sympre, anak. Halika at pinagluto kita ng agahan.
Cassidy: Hindi ako gutom.


Kahit ano naman talaga ay kayang kainin ni Cassidy ngayon, lalo pa’t walang kwenta ang mga pagkain sa ospital. Pero, ayaw niyang isipin ni ‘Ingrid’ na okay na siya sa kanya.


Cassie: (isip) Haay. Makahiga na nga lang at itutulog ko na lang itong gutom ko.


Laking gulat ni Cassie ng buksan niya ang pinto ng kwarto niya. Puno ng kung anong posters ang dingding, nagkakalat ang mga labahan sa sahig at nakakabingi ang music na galing sa umaandar na stereo na wala namang nakikinig. Sa kama, sa kanyang queensize bed, kanyang namataan ang isang lalaking walang suot pang-itaas na tila kay sarap pa ata ng tulog!

Chapter 2- You Feel Like You’ve Been Left Behind

Chapter 2


Cassidy: Hoy, kung sino ka man! Anong ginagawa mo sa kwarto ko?!


Hindi natinag sa pwesto ang lalaki at patuloy pa rin ito sa paghilik.


Cassidy: Hoy, ano ba?! Gumising ka nga dyan!


Sinubukan niyang yugyugin ang balikat ng kanyang salarin ngunit huli na ng hugutin nito ang kanyang braso at tuluyan na siyang bumagsak at napahiga sa kama kasama ang lalaki. Ilang pulgada na lamang ang lapit ng mukha nila sa isa’t-isa. Pero parang unan pa yata ang tingin sa kanya ng lalaki at tinandayan pang kay himbing pa rin ng tulog!


Sa galit, sinapak na ito Cassidy. Tuluyan na itong nagising at gulat na gulat pang tumingin sa kanya.


Lalaki: W-who are you!?
Cassidy: Sa tingin ko, ako ang dapat magtanong nyan sa’yo!


Pumanaog na siya sa kama. Gulat pa rin ang nakarehistro sa mukha ng lalaki. Marahil ay narinig ni Lewis ang konting gulo at bigla itong sumulpot sa kwarto. Humahangos na anyo ni Ingrid ang sumunod.


Lewis: Cassie!
Ingrid: Ay, anak, dapat pala ay sinabi ko sa iyo.
Cassidy: Sino ang lalaking ito at anong ginagawa niya sa kwarto ko?!
Ingrid: Anak siya ng kaibigan kong nasa Korea. Nagbabakasyon siya ngayon dito sa Pilipinas at naisipan kong dito na muna siya patuluyin. Hindi ko naman alam na kwarto mo pala ito, iha.
Cassidy: At sino ang nagbigay sa iyo ng pahintulot para gawin mo yon?
Lewis: Ako, Dyan Cassidy.


Cassidy: (isip) Galit na si Papa. Tinatawag niya ang aking buong pangalan pag galit na galit na talga siya.


Cassidy: Nawala lang ako ng ilang araw, naging bahay-ampunan na pala ang tahanan na to. Lilipat na lang ako sa ibang kuwarto. Total, lahat naman ay nagbago na sa bahay na ito. At kailanman, hindi na mababalik ang dating takbo ng buhay ko.


Lumabas na ng kwarto si Cassidy.


Ingrid: Kung gusto mo, anak, tutulungan na kitang pumili at maglipat ng gamit mo sa bago mong kwarto. Meron akong nakitang mas malaki pa sa dati mong silid.
Cassidy: Huwag mo nga akong pagsabihan kung ano ang gusto ko.







































Cassidy: Bakit, ikaw ba ang Mama ko?

Friday, January 30, 2009

He Must Wish List

I wanted to make something fun today. :)
So I came up with this! :D And if someone matches my wish list, then I'll marry him anytime soon. Haha.
Or lemme think about that. :P
For the meantime, read this one first.

WARNING: PLAGIARISM STRONGLY DISALLOWED. PERMISSION CAN'T HURT.
(I'm serious here people.)

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HE MUST WISH LIST

  1. He has chic hair that makes him cuter when messy.
  2. Plus points if it has highlights.
  3. He doesn’t pay much attention to it, but will scoff when touched.
  4. He looks good in a cap.
  5. He has expressive eyes. (I’m talking about hazel brown with long lashes people)
  6. His eyes crinkle up when he laughs.
  7. He doesn’t laugh if he didn’t think a joke was funny.
  8. He stares at me with a “Huh, what?” look if I chuckled at the joke I thought was funny.
  9. He genuinely smiles when his with me.
  10. He looks good in BLACK.
  11. Most of his clothing is in the shade of white.
  12. He has a sense of style.
  13. He still wears his fave PICACHU t-shirt.
  14. He loves to skate.
  15. He has a collection of Chuck Taylors.
  16. He loves his mom.
  17. He knows how to cook REAL food.
  18. He rocks the dance floor.
  19. He took in a stray puppy.
  20. He gave it a cute name.
  21. He gives me pink tulips on our monthsary.
  22. He always ends up buying the wrong stuff toy on my birthday.
  23. He doesn’t ditch his friends just to be with me.
  24. He’ll give an ice cream to a child lost in the park.
  25. He offers to find the child’s mother.
  26. He is sensitive.
  27. He’ll wear black, even if he hates it, but disregards it when I told him he looks good in it.
  28. He’s clueless at all times.
  29. He still watches cartoons.
  30. He loves the beach.
  31. He plays the drums better than guitars.
  32. He could be a pain in the as* sometimes.
  33. His screensaver on his cp was my picture during 1st grade.
  34. He attends a hook-up party but then decides to leave saying, “I’m not really good when I’m not with the girl I love.”
  35. He loves his little sister.
  36. He’ll bring flowers and waits outside my house to hear him apologize when we have a fight.
  37. The security code of his cp is my birthday so that he’ll never forget it.
  38. He makes me laugh.
  39. I won’t know if he’s serious at something.
  40. He has clean nails.
  41. He gives me a pup on Valentines Day.
  42. He draws a hideous caricature of a boy and a girl kissing, and says, “I’m good at it.”
  43. He gets jealous when I gave a small present for his guy best friend.
  44. “I want to be with you forever.” was his wish on a shooting star.
  45. You’ll never know what’s on his mind.
  46. He always talks about me when he is with his friends.
  47. When I ask him what he wants for Christmas, he’ll answer, “I want you to promise that you’ll never leave my side.”
  48. He is good whenever he has someone to protect.
  49. His friends and I are in good terms.
  50. He says, “You always annoy me. Yet I love you for that.”
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Love,
Hime.♥

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Updates

I've changed some things in my blog. They are so awful I had too. :P
Melancholic Firmament's title was changed to She's My Skater Girl, having more dimension and meaning to the story.:)
I think I'll completely delete the old one, cause the story was not clearly stated.
In the meantime, bear with it, until the Tagalog version arrives and posted.

*Thinking of a new story again. Love story that is. :)*

Got to finish this all up.

Love, Hime.♥

Nostalgic: Send My Love To Heaven

I had read this story sometime while I was on high school and ever since I laid my eyes on it, I LOVED it.
It was a mixture of emotions. And what more is that it was written in a GUY point of view.
I had forgotten about its title, but then I found my diary, so I've searched for it again on the net.
And ta-da, here it is. I'll share my favorite story to all my silent leaders. LOL. :P
So anyway, enjoy. :) All credits to the author and to THIS SITE.

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Send my Love to Heaven
By Chocolate

What can I say about a girl I loved since I was ten... that I love the way she laughs at me when I commit mistakes, the way she fusses over silly things and even the way she cries over some sad silly late night show...

She was my best friend and I have known her since we were small. She knew all my secrets, which reveals my feelings for her, that I love her not only because she's pretty and smart but also the way she laughs at everything and the way she sees life and love. I could still remember the first time we met; I was five years old then. It was one windy afternoon having no one to play with except for my best friend, Troy. He and his family just moved out to a neighboring state at transfer because his father got promoted. And so I climbed up our tree house, I saw a moving truck coming down the street. I watched it approaching and noticed a family station wagon following it. It stopped in front of the house and out came a family. I was about to glance away when came out the loveliest girl I've ever seen.

She was four years old that time but then even at an early age she was a beauty. She had long curly hair, which reached almost to her waist. She had fair complexion and eyes which could make a man lose his heart into them. I continued to watch her when suddenly she looked up and saw me watching them in the tree house window. I was about to duck when she smiled and waved her hand. I waved back and then watched in amazement as I saw her running towards the tree house. So I went to the edge of the ladder and said, "Would you like to come up?" she answered, "May I?" So I help her climb up and when she reached the top she then turned to me and said, "By the way, my name's Sam, what's yours?" I answered, "My name is Christopher but then you can call me Chris." She smiled and said, "Well I like your name. Hey your tree house's neat!" then I replied, "Thanks! Troy and I made this. This used to be our hide out. We used to goof around, play ball and go biking together. He was my best friend and I kind of miss him you know." She smiled and said "I'm here now, we could do things you do with Troy and I could be your new best friend too. I never had a boy for a friend before so it could be exciting to have one. I could learn how to play ball and I have my bicycle so we could go biking together. Now how does that sound to you?" I smiled and said, "Well that sounds good enough." Then she held her hand and said, "It's a deal then!"

So that's how it started. So we became best friends and it was kind of strange at first for she was a girl and there are things which I was little bit hesitant to indulge her like catching frogs, swimming in the lake and climbing trees, but then she tried and did everything just to please me. There was even a time when she fell off the bike trying to catch up with me in a race we had and I was the one who bandaged her scraped knee. I could still remember the time when she hit the window of our neighbor when we were playing baseball and it was I who talked to Mr. Chambers and promised to pay for the damage, which meant having to loose a week's allowance. I remembered the time when I fell off the tree when I tried to rescue a little kitten because Sam was near to tears when she saw the helpless kitten trapped in a branch. I even fought with the tough guy when they teased Sam and made her cry and I ended up having a black eye and a bruised cheek. I remember Sam crying as she placed an ice bag over the damaged eye and later gave it a get-well kiss. I did everything to please her and gave everything her little heart desires.

The lake was our favorite hang out. We had our Saturday swim routine. We would pack food and later eat them under the big oak tree. There was a special branch in which the two of us could sit together and tell each other's dreams. She dreams of being a Ballerina and she knows my dream of becoming a doctor. She never laughs at my dreams and pursuits even if they were quite impossible. It made me like her even more.

As years went by, I noticed that my feelings towards her were slowly changing. Somehow, I thought it was just a simple crush case. But when I started thinking about her at night, dreaming of her and having the feeling of wanting to be with her all the time, I thought it was something different, something that made me feel strange, but then it was exhilarating feeling. It made me feel so alive. Whenever our hands touch, I could feel the tingling sensation in my spine. Once when we were at the lake having our Saturday swim routine and as I carried her towards the water edge, I had the feeling of not wanting to let go. I just wanted that moment to continue hoping it would never end. I then realized I was slowly falling in love with my best friend.

Many times I tried to deny the feeling for I was scared to imagine what would happen if ever I'd try to tell her how I feel about her. I was scared because she might think that I'm taking advantage of her and our friendship. I was afraid of losing her so I just kept my feeling hidden.

We reached the age of fifteen and I noticed that Sam grew lovelier each day. How my heart aches wherever I see boys glance her way. I want to punch their noses as I watch them talking to her giving compliments, flowers and chocolates. There were times when I watch her at a distance with mixed feelings of anger and hurt! Because it hurts so much to know that there were so many things I wanted to tell her but then I could not do so. There were so many presents which I long to give her but then I could not for she might see me only as a friend. I was also scared of letting her know how I feel about her as much as losing her.

Then one day, I just learned from a friend that she already had a boyfriend. At first, I tried to convince myself that it was just a rumor. Her boyfriend was Mark, a popular senior, who was the heartthrob of the campus. She, being the cheerleader was close to the basketball team to which Mark was the captain. When I saw them walking together at the parking lot that afternoon, I watched her with my heart slowly breaking into pieces. I saw her wave at me but I just pretended not to see her for I was scared that she might see in my eyes the pain I'm feeling inside because of seeing her with another guy. Those days that followed where the saddest days of my life. How my heart aches when I see her walk by me with him at her side. Every time we meet in hallways and I see him around her, there's a feeling inside me that makes me want to grab her away from him. How it hurts to see the girl I long possess was now owned by somebody else. That special smile I long for her to cast on me was now casted on him. As she passes by me she doesn't know that I whisper the words "God how I love you."

Then one faithful day they broke up. She came too me that evening crying on my shoulder. They had a big fight and it ended up with their break up. Mixed feelings were scaring me inside. I was happy because she was free and maybe I would have the chance of telling her my true feelings for her but then I was feeling so bad because she is crying her heart out just for him. At that time, I was not quite sure of what I wanted to do.

So we found ourselves doing what we did in old days with our Saturday swim routine, spending time in our tree house. We still enjoyed doing childish pranks for we still are both young at heart. So many chances I had for me to confess my feelings for her but still I couldn't bring myself to her for I was scared of losing her once more. I once lost her, now I could not bear of losing her again by telling her, "I love her". So I just kept my feelings even if it was bursting to be expressed from my aching heart.

It was a week from our JS Prom, we were seated at the branch of an oak tree drying ourselves after our afternoon swim when she said, "I was wondering Chris if you would like to be my partner?" It just got out of my wits for it was like a dream I never thought would happen. It took me awhile to answer her, "I thought there are so many boys who would die for you to be their partner?" So she turned away and quietly said, "Well I just thought I would like to spend that night with my best friend." Then she continued in a whisper I could barely hear, "Don't you want to die just like them to be my partner Chris?" I was too stunned to speak for it came close for me to blurt my feelings for her. We… we're silent for a while until I finally whispered, "I would be happy to be your partner Sam. "The she smiled and suddenly kissed my cheek. I could hardly contain the joy I felt that time. I saw her turned red and bowed her head. Suddenly she stood up and run towards the water saying, "Last one to reach the water treats to sundae fudge!”I ran slowed up so that I would lose which meant having to have her with me for another three hours or more.

Our Prom night came. I bought a new tuxedo and poured almost the entire bottle of perfume. I went to fetch Sam. Sam's mother greeted me and I went to sit in the living room waiting for her to come down. I was talking to her father when I heard her say, "How do I look?" I look up and saw her lovelier than ever in a strapless white dress with her hair flowing around her face. I stood up and opened my mouth but found out I could not find my voice. Then I got her hand shakily fastened the corsage around her wrist and whispered, "To the loveliest girl in the whole world." She then asked, "Is that true?" I nodded and she smiled and I smiled back then I turned to open the door for her. When we arrived at the gymnasium we hardly recognized our classmates. Gone were the jeans and T-shirts. They were replaced with tuxedos and gowns. Then I held out her hand bowed and said, "Would you give me the honor of your first dance?" She laughed and curtseyed. Then I led her to the dance floor. It was like a dream coming true, a moment of enchantment. I was there dancing with the only girl I ever loved. She was smiling up to me, as we were slowly moving in a smooth gliding motion. I found myself lost as I stared down to her sparkling eyes. The curls of her long hair were like waves enhancing her beautiful face. There were so many things I wanted to tell her that moment. I wanted to tell that she was the most beautiful girl that night. I wanted to tell her that she would always be the beacon of light in my darkness, but what I wanted to tell her the most was that I love her. I drew up all my courage and bent to whisper it in her ear but suddenly the music stopped and the magic was gone. I came close to telling her, but still haven't done it.

We walked towards the table and found ourselves surrounded by friends. I asked her if she wanted a drink, she nodded and so I went to get one. It took me a long time to get one and when I returned to our table, she was gone. I asked her friend, Katie, where she was but she told me that she doesn't know. So I went to search for her. As I was searching for her, I reached the garden. There I saw two silhouette figures outlined by the moon's silvery light. They were so close to each other that I could never describe the feeling I had when I recognized the white dress that Sam was wearing that night. I just turned and left the gymnasium.

Since that night, I avoided her. Many times she tried talking to me but I never gave her the chance to do so. I was afraid to hear her say that she loves Mark and not me. I would rather have left in ignorance of her true feelings for me than to hear from those dreaded words and feel my hope crush and my heart break. I didn't return her calls. I would not see her if she comes into our house. In the hallways, as she approaches I would go to another direction. It also hurts to do those things but then I thought that was the best way to forget her. Those months were tormenting but still I kept my pride.

The day of our graduation came. I was planning to take up medicine at a neighboring state and was to move out the next day. As the program ended, she approached me and handed me a rose. As she stared at me, there was something in her eyes I couldn't describe. There was sadness in them and when she smiled it wasn't the same smile she had. I wanted to hug her at that moment, tell her that I love her but then she turned and walked away from me.

So I moved out the next day as I planned. Luckily, I was accepted at the university. I concentrated with my studies but still I think of her at night. I was always wondering if she thinks of me too. I tried hard not to think of her but still I could not stop myself from loving her. Each achievement I have was done for her. I thought that if I will be successful one day, I would be able to tell her that I love her and by that time, I'm worthy of having her.

It was a year after our graduation when I decided to return home and see her again. I thought a year is too much for me not to see her and during the past year I felt like a person lost in the desert and only the sight of her could quench the thirst I have inside. As I got off the plane, I went home directly, desperate to get to her house desperate to see her, to hug her. Then I would tell her that I missed her and that I have loved her for a long time. This time I am determined to let her know my true feelings for her and I could not contain anymore the love I have for her. I reached their house; I saw her elder sister and I approached her. I smiled at her but I noticed she didn't smile back. I was confused for she used to be a cheerful lady just like my dear Sam. I then asked, "Hi Jen! I guess you're surprised why I'm here. Well I just want to visit you and I was also hoping to see Sam. I kind of miss her you know. Mmm… by the way have you seen her?" All I saw was sadness in her eyes as she replied quietly "Come follow me."

I was confused with the way she's acting but still I followed her. As we were walking, I was trying to indulge her in a conversation but she just answered my question briefly. Then I realized that she was leading me to the direction of the lake. It was still the same as I left it, with the same oak tree, Sam and I used to climb up. I smiled upon remembering the kiss Sam gave me when I agreed to be her partner. It's been one of the happiest days in my life and I realized that I missed Sam more than I thought. Then Jen stopped walking and pointed to the tree. She then whispered, "There's Sam."

I looked at where she was pointing and saw a newly dug tomb with the name of the girl I ever loved. I could not believe at what I saw and desperately tried convincing myself that this is all just a nightmare and I would soon wake up. I stared at Jenny in disbelief with her eyes searching for explanations and she slowly started saying, "It has been a week since she died. She died of Leukemia, but even though she was sick, she never stopped thinking about you. It was even your name she uttered before she died. She asked us to bury her here for she always regards this place as a place of LOVE. She said that this is where she had spent the happiest days and that was when she was with you. By the way, she also asked me to give you this." She handed me a parcel and with that she left.

I slowly opened the parcel and saw that it contained the dried orchid from the corsage I gave her for our prom. Then at the bottom I saw a letter. It was dated last month. I opened it with shaking hands and started reading........


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I know… by this time you read this letter I'm gone. I just want to tell you that I feel very lucky and thankful to God that I had a friend like you. I would also like you to know that I had left something inside, something I kept from you all these years. I love you Chris, not in a friendly way but as one who would feel like spending the rest of my life with. I have always loved you even from the start. I guess it just bloomed each day that's why the happiest days of my life was… when you were by my side. You just don't know how I dreamed of you at night and wake up in the morning and dream no more for you were with me. When you were away, I can't stop crying because I was afraid to think that you are with another girl. I just can't bear to see you with another girl. I just want you all to myself. I may sound selfish but that's how I feel.

Each time, you held me close to you, was like a dream coming true, for to be close to you and feel your heart beating next to mine was like heaven. So many things I did so that you will learn to love me but I NEVER saw a hint. I did everything to please you because I love you so much that I even tried to fool myself that you're in love with me too. So many nights I've cried when I think of myself unloved by you. Well you might think that what I'm saying are lies but, I tell you, my heart speaks the truth for I cannot bear telling a lie to the one I love. I know you might be thinking of Mark; but I just did that to make you jealous, to make you see me as a young woman, capable of loving and not as the little girl you used to play with. Sometimes I imagined that you were jealous and fooled myself that it was a sign that you feel something for me too. When Mark and I broke up and I came crying, I just did that to know… how you would react and with that I'll know that you love me too. But I failed for you didn't give me any clue. When our prom night came, you just don't know how happy I was when you handed me the corsage and saying that I was the loveliest girl in the whole world. While we were dancing, I wanted so desperately to hear you say that you love me too but you NEVER did. When Mark came and pleaded me to give him a second chance, I was scared that you might see us talking. I didn't want you to get the wrong impression so I told him we would talk in the garden. There I explained to him that it's you whom I really love.

What happened next was that I found you missing and later learned that you were searching for me, I just concluded that you saw us together. The next day, I tried to explain but then you never gave me a chance to do so. You continuously avoided me and never knew how much pain I've experienced that time. I felt the world crushing on me. In our Graduation day, when I approached you, I wanted to tell you… how much I loved you but I decided that I just couldn't do it. I could not bear to hear that all you feel for me is just brotherly hand of love. For I want you to love me as a woman and not as a girl or playmate. So I just turned away and left.

Now that saying I LOVE YOU might be too late, but still I want you to know that I will always love you and my heart has always been and will be yours alone.

P.S.: Think of me sometimes... and always remember that loving you was the best thing that ever happened in my life.
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I felt my tears falling as I folded the letter. I wanted to shout out to let her know that I love her, if not as much, but more than she did for me. I love her more than anything in this world. I knelt touching the soil of her grave and rain started to fall. I continued crying softly and whispered, "Oh God, send my love to heaven."

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Hope you liked this too. :)