I miss you
Mingming (>^.^<)
I can't still veer away from thinking about the momentous event two days ago..
I saw him personally.. in flesh and alive.

To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real.

I couldn't control myself to scream out the excitement that has been kept inside for three months.
Finally, he's there singing and I was just listening to every words he had spoken.. to his soothing voice that was engraved in my brain.

To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.

I didn't care about the crowd..
All I could see was him, standing in front of me..
He's a seraphim in disguise who can mend all the broken souls with just his whisper.

You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said..

It might be just a spur of moment that I felt the connection between his song and the essence to listen to it.
For a moment, it ignited my feelings and felt anew for some unknown reason.

I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.

And when he stepped out of the stage and thought he wouldn't come back,
the whole atmosphere turned gloomy and lifeless.

I know I'll see you again whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care and..

Then, suddenly, his shadow appeared again..
It made my heart jumped out.
Incubus Live in Manila July 28, 2011 - photo by Xien Primero
And when he started to play that familiar melody, I couldn't help but to melt to where I stood.
And like what I'd seen in my dreams for hundred times..
He sang it to me..

I miss you.
-Incubus
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Crowning glory
Mingming (>^.^<)
I remember the last time my hair was cut at its shortest length..
I was weeping for almost a month and swore to God that i would never let my hair be trimmed too short..

Since then, I treated my hair just like a precious crown..
It had been dyed, curled, permed, rebonded, etc.. everything just to make it look splendid.
Noticeably, I rarely tie my hair in ponytail because it tends to draw people's attention much to my face..


Recently, I went to a hair salon and had a hair rebond treatment.
But the hairstylist asked to shorten my hair to my shoulder level..
I agreed but the end result was not really pleasing (for me).
I wanted to fix and put back my hair strands from the floor..
However, that was obviously unimaginable and impossible.

Whenever I look in the mirror, I wonder how long I will wait to grow my hair longer..
It is frustrating..
I have a feeling akin to losing a part of myself which will take time to rejuvenate..
And all I can do is to wait for it to grow..
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*@*<#*!
Mingming (>^.^<)
Putang Ina..
Bakit sila lang ba ang may karapatang magmura?

Pakshet..
Feeling ba nila hindi ko kaya?

Tang-ina talaga..
Akala ba niya hindi ako nasaktan?

Nakakagago..
Kasi yung sa tingin ko na pangmatagalan, nagtapos ng wala pang isang buwan..

Putek...
Ang dami-daming dapat isipin parang sasabog utak ko..

Leche talaga..
Kaya ko pa ba yung idinagdag nila.. May karapatan ba akong tumanggi? 'Di ba wala.

Shet..
Hindi ko alam kung anong dapat kong sundin.. Hindi ako makapgdesisyon para sa sarili ko. 
Gusto kong makawala..

Hayop siya..
Sa tingin ba niya nakalimutan ko na 'yun?! Putang ina, hindi madaling kalimutan iyon. Demonyo siya.. Lahat ng pede kong itawag sa kanya.. Putek! Bakit ba niya nagawa sa akin iyon?! Bakit ako pa?! Sisiguraduhin ko na pag nagkita ulit kami.. tingin ko pa lang, lulubog na siya sa kinatatayuan niya dahil hayop siya. Hindi niya naisip kung ano nagawa niya sa buhay ko.. Walanghiya siya.. Hayop talaga siya.. Putang ina niya.. Mamatay na siya..


*ang sarap sa pakiramdam nang makawala minsan.. ehehehe

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