final goodbye

you got me...  you lost me...
you got me again...  you lost me again...

well, i'm gonna make sure you don't lose me again
because i'm gonna make sure you don't get me again.

don't waste it

i send a message to my sister's three numbers (different networks).

she chides me for wasting my load.

i tell her my subscription gives me free text messages.  unused allocations do not really get rolled over to the following period.

regardless, she says.  it's a waste of load.

hmmm...  a waste of technical resources maybe, network, storage, etc.,  but not of load.  i forfeit them if i don't use them.

the value of certain things is in their usage.  a free text is for sending...  shows are for watching...  love is for sharing...  ♥♥

my brother's keeper

domestic violence...  woman reportedly crying out for help but no one came to the rescue...  heartbreaking...

honestly, i'm not sure whether i would have the courage to personally and physically meddle in such a situation... but i definitely would have called the barangay and the police...  things like that you don't let pass...  such cries for help you don't ignore...

nagai aida

at a mcdonald's past midnight a couple of months back, someone sang to me in japanese.

now, there was a time when i understood basic, just the most basic, japanese.  i took japanese lessons in college, just hiragana and katakana, but that was sooooo long ago not a trace of the knowledge remained...  ooops, yup, there is:  neko and kirei and oishi and arigato gozaimasu.

anyway, so we were in the middle of a bittersweet conversation when this guy sang to me lines in japanese interspersed with their english translation.  i must say i did not really appreciate the message that time.

then a couple of days ago, the guy again offered to sing to me, this time over the phone.  my immediate reaction was to say i may not understand his song again.  we talked, talked, talked and singing was forgotten somehow.  he did manage to tell me to check out his mcdonald's song on the web, giving me the title nagai aida.

well, today i searched the song, checked out its translation and felt a pain in my heart.  the opening lines hit home.  there's a part though that's not quite applicable  ->  the guy did say, 'i love you.'

i didn't understand it then.  i understand it now.  but i guess it is too late...

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aesthetics

i've been trying to empty my place for the longest time now.  phone calls:

me:  'mamu, you need a rice cooker?'

sister-in-law:  'ay, nope.  ours is still good.'

me:  'how 'bout a coffee maker?'

sister-in-law:  'thanks but there's one here...'

ok.  call mom.

me:  'muts, you need a rice cooker?'

mom:  'actually i'm thinking of replacing the one here.'

me:  'ok...  i'll give you mine... unused...  yours not good anymore?'

mom:  'it's ok...  but the design has faded...'

oh...