I wasn’t playing for quite some time and my previous weekends are preoccupied with various sidetrip.So I had the whole weekends a little bit slack since I never also did overtime in my work. But then, I got bored and texted some of my friends whom I rarely see for ages to pass the time.
I am a sort of social butterfly who hop to different groups with varied interest and personality. The group I’m with last weekend is a sort of conservative, opinionated and well very smart peeps which I just like to hang just listening to them. Ironically they were also those peeps who could smell the morning mist, see the beauty of the reeds and hear music in the gust of the wind. In short, they are boring individuals to most people’s parlance but I’ve showed interest in them because maybe a part of me is also like them.hehehehe.
Actually , I was a kind of standoffish in their discussion about Philippine Politics— well, I can’t blame myself for I’m a very apolitical person who got tired watching the news with all those scumbags in it who tried to look immaculate– whose every action and decision I know are very gullible if the price is right. My hope for this country already doomed long time ago and I can’t share much of their discussion as if I care …hehehe… I’m always been more of a expectator and a listener when I’m with them.
Then they had the synthesis of their discussions, they talked about the alternatives, the pros, the cons— as if it could be heard. There I am…in a hellish silent mood munching my burger with great delight and to cut their story I just remember a line from Robert Frost and blurted it out, to quote:
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the road less traveled by, And that has made all the difference."
Do you think I’m smart enough to pick it on my reverie? Of course not, I just read it from the Men’s Health mag I’m reading because their discussion just went berserk and I couldn’t bear it anymore.
My intention then was successful, I got their attention as they turned to me with quizzical look and I gave the jocular expression and their discussion was closed. But one bothered to ask… WHY? I said, " I thought I just pigeonholed myself and felt too comfortable with it and failed to explore other exciting things and I need a shift." They never buy my idea for I’m always been known to be the most adventurous or shall I say the only adventurous in the group who hated bigots which until now they were wondering why I keep hanging with them. We call the day but upon going home I can’t help but pondered and had a serious thoughts about it.
We were celebrating another milestone of service to the public and that’s banking with a heart and soul a legacy we are keeping for 85 years already.
Well so much of that mushy thing we celebrated it last August 16, our bank is flooded with chinese food stuff the whole day for our clients and I’m grateful that we end it up over dinner with well what can I say "Filipino foods" and I guess nakadefault na jud ako taste buds sa ana nga klase nga pagkaon ‘coz I could never appreciate other cuisine.
I already arrived last Monday and thanks goodness I’m only suffering a full blown colds after enduring the sleepless night at Cebu and traveling where I dunno if there is a storm brewing basta hastang lubaka sa dagat and I felt all the potholes in the nautical highway and the background are the creaking of cargoes and people throwing up.
It may sound absurd but I did meet my virtual friends and those are the people I met when I’m chatting on the side line with my old friends separated by distance.
Until now I wasn’t able to get over with the euphoria and I could proudly blazoned it.The pictures speaks for our experience and no adjective could ever describe it and indeed we live with our theme that we chatted… we converged… and we clicked. But most of all I could finally say " nice meeting you" physically.
Maybe I should start with "Dear Blog" to get an idea but I can’t help but laugh out loud with those two words not with its ubiquity in the net but more it reminds me of old tagalog movies. hehehehe… "Dear Diary"… Heck… I should share something maybe I’m inspired with what Ginee is saying in our egroup.
Well, I should start with what keeps me busy the past few days. But guys it maybe gross but I never took a bath the whole weekends, look sloppier and ate less ….All because I’m under the spell or perhaps mesmerized by Rowling’s book—Okay I’m a Harry Potter fanatic. I could freshly picked on my reverie the worst thing I did for the sake of her book… imagine I got an INC grade ‘coz I didn’t took our final exam and did lie with all sorts of excuses I could think of… tsk..tsk…tsk.. reading HP when all my classmates are burning their eye brow studying.
I finished reading and I can’t help ponder on my age for they were just a bunch of kids when I started reading it and some of my friends used to jest that I’m a bit overage for Rowling’s book–who cares…I may have this thought because the book talked much about love— puppy love, first love, true love but definitely not filial love. They were now a bunch of teens making petty quarrels on things that doesn’t made any sense… Imagine Ron got angry because he learned that Hermione kissed Victor Klum…sounds silly though…but yes and Hermione had a tryst with Lavender over Ron. The same holds true with Harry, Dean and Ginny.It also revealed that Tonks love Lupin and Bill getting married with Fleur despite of the fact that his face is beyond repair and she didn’t knew what would be the effect after Greyhound the werewolf bitten him— unconditional love… tales of two women. Definitely the book talked about love for it is the only edge Harry had over the Dark Lord.
But happiness is always coupled with loneliness and such feeling of lost and grief is felt over the death of Dumbledore…yes, he died under the hands of Snape-the half blood Prince. I dunno if they agreed on it or the sycophant Snape wanted to please Voldemort… I never knew and that’s make it more painful on my part because I will be going to endure the agony of waiting for the next book and I dunno if it would be the last for the Dark Lord divided his soul by performing horcrux magic. To the last count they only destroyed two— the diary and the slytherin ring.
Hey… why I’m sharing this because I could sense that someone out there are begging me to shut up for I’m spoiling the story …. hehehehe…. I could gloatingly laugh and sorry folks I read it first and this would be all for now… ‘coz I’ll be leaving for Cebu this coming friday and I hope I could grab "Romanov Prophecy" by Steve Berry— they said its a good book.
