signs

well, it seems like our pc's not fit to stay on for more than 12 hours. it hung up while my youngest sister was playin chuzzle, which i just had installed and cracked. im givin it a bit of rest now, and typing this blog post on my other sister's laptop computer, which my younger brother and i borrow from once in a while to play need for speed underground 2 (and since ive managed to include all three of my sibs in this intro, i'd like to mention that my father asked me to download an mp3 of the song you're my best friend by don williams. he's got his own laptop as well. as for my mother, the only time she ever touches the pc is to play solitaire.)

the story behind jaiku #2: i called up layla last night (she wanted to stay at our place in guadalupe and we had a little fight before i left last friday) to check up on her only to find out that the effin rats are tormenting her again, the fly papers arent working. now, if i was as a bad boyfriend, i wouldnt have given a damn about it and just enjoyed my weekend away from her. being the exact opposite of that, what i did without thinking twice was get dressed, hop into our car and drive all the way back to guadalupe, like a knight in shiny armor off to rescue a damsel in distress (in this case, it was a knight in houseclothes and purple slippers two sizes too small). unfortunately, there's nothin special to tell about that trip. just me, the car, the radio, and the endless road. anyways, when i arrived, the critters were gone, layla still in an agitated condition. i talked her into goin out for a drive with me (there's an entirely separate and quite long tale about this though) and after a quick shower, we were off. there were some cops lurking around, waiting for unsuspecting victims, so i stayed alert and focused (which isnt hard 'cause ive always obeyed the law, except for the speed limit). layla and i barely chatted. then, at one point on our way back home, i couldnt find a u-turn slot. all intersections had no u-turn signs on them and i didnt want to risk getting caught by them cops, especially when i didnt have money to bribe em with. so for a while i drove blindly, entering streets by gut feeling (this was in makati by the way, at midnight). we were on this road, momentarily void of other vehicles, and to our utter surprise, fireworks just exploded right in front of us. both of us were taken aback for a second by the unexpected sight. i slowed down, we watched the fireworks display in the night sky, and soon passed by its source. people were gathered at a particular lot, celebrating the chinese new year. but what layla and i celebrated, thanks to the heads up from the fireworks, was our love. we kissed and made up.

if you think about it, that drive around the city mirrors our relationship. we didnt need a u-turn. we just had to stay together and keep at it, even if it looks aimless, because you'll never know what you might miss...

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id be returning to manila tomorrow earlier than planned. got a call from an office senior, they'll be swamped with scripts tomorrow and will need all the manpower they could get, and im one of them. goddammit. so much for "scheduled" leaves. i really really hate my job now.

p.s. i want my own laptop.