Tig-sulat pud baya ko…

Whew! I am missing her…I am missing us.  I can’t help but think of you while I try to lull myself to sleep.  But I just can’t–I can’t put you off my mind.

Funny but true. Corny but true. True. At least, I am honest.

I can’t help but miss the OBTs(One Big Tuyoks)–riding on the motorbike with you.  I dont know if you’ve noticed, but I keep glancing on the rearview mirrors just to see you smile, how you react to our simple conversations, and how you’ve changed since the last time I’ve been you–the time when I shared midgety love with you.

I can’t help but give an amused smile everytime I feel your hand jerk off mine whenever we pass by crowded places, and I am amused at myself doing just the same.

I can’t help but feel happy when I ponder on how you’ve changed.  How I’ve changed.  How we’ve changed.  I realized that the time between the first fragment of our relationship and the "now" fragment has caused us to grow.  Indeed, God has worked wonderfully in our life.

I can’t help but be addicted to the "vox" I hear on the phone until the wee hours of dawn. I just realized that I missed the person on the other end of the line.

I can’t help but spill out the news that I have loved…and loving…and will always love the woman who rocked my world. A woman who used to be a thing in the "past" for me…And now that I was able to move on,she became a major and important part of the "present." It is my prayer that she will stay on and still rock my "future."

Adik, thank God I found you…again.

I never had a dull moment after I graduated.  I miss student life but since I am a student of the school of life, why should I miss it?  There are lots of questions why I turned down job offers, why did I travel often now than usual, why I am not into the “professional” league, why am I enjoying life?

Questions!!! Arrrgh, I am fed up with them!

I don’t know how to answer THE questions, but I do believe I am given a choice…a choice I can always call my own.  I have always wanted to live life to the fullest and I am trying to have a good start.

I turned down some offers because it is not in line with what I am passionate with.  I graduated from a degree where I cannot see myself as a professional.  Could have been better if I was in the biological sciences…or archeology…or business…performing arts will do…even journalism…theology, why not?  But being “techie” is way off from the real me. I was looking for a job where I would be very happy so that it would no longer be work for me. My involvements in various organizations brought me to an understanding of what I am capable of and of what I see myself become as a professional.

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And so, I traveled lots lately because I have been deprived of doing so while in college.  Oh this is life… It began with Boracay, who gave me disappointments and displeasure (spare the folk singers and the fire dancers)… Then the reunion with my high school batch mates and friends (I will never forget the jam sessions with the greatest guitarist and balladeer in our batch, Virgil)… Then a five-day stay in the uptown—Manila (allowing me to hear Christian Bautista live)… And a leadership formation in Bohol, with the nature trip as a bonus (plus the soothing music of the Loboc Children’s Choir)… A week-long youth camp allowed me to share experiences with God to teenagers (again, the music’s great—from Senfone’s rendition of “Be an Example” to the Doane Baptist Seminary Ensemble concert)… And my stint at the National Pastor’s Kidz Convention (to say I heard great singers there would be an understatement).  So you see why I’d travel? I find musical pleasures wherever I go…

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Why am I enjoying life?

There is no reason why I shouldn’t…