its not about the blog

D: How come you've never blogged about me?

me: Huh?

D frowns and then looks away from me.

me: what? what about blogging?
D: You never blogged about me and we've been together for an year already. You say you blog about everything you think of. You even blog about stupid trees you see on the street. Don't you fucking see ME?

I kept staring at a dog who was sniffing for squirrels.

D: I don't expect you to write about how "madly" you are in love with me or that kind of shit. Heck, you don't even curse me in your blog after we've had a fight! Don't I exist in your life?

me: Okay, I'll blog about you next.

D: FUCK YOU!

Dear D,
I think you know why.

The beauty of age


While walking home, I saw two trees some feet away from each other. Do older trees mature faster every year? Its the fall and not every tree is adorned with leaves of the same shade. Why are some more yellow than the rest? Keeping in mind, both those trees were of the same kind, although I don't know exactly what kind, I thought one could easily assume which one was older. The elder one had broader leaves and was more yellow than its neighbor, which, though taller, had fewer leaves most of which were still green. Fewer leaves.. Are the older ones supposed to have fewer leaves? Hmm... I just googled, and found out that some trees, like people, mature faster than the rest. But ofcourse.. More nutrients and more love? But I suppose it meant physical growth.. Well, I could be entirely wrong about the age, but I thought the one I assumed to be older was definitely more charming than its budding neighbor. Their leaves fluttered the same way but the younger tree held on to its leaves with its sturdy twigs while the older one gave way to the breeze and showered the car with sashaying petals. The older was broader, like the way women's hip broaden after birth. And it glowed too.

Oooo I googled the street and they had the picture of the street taken much earlier when the trees were still mad young. So, i was right! I must have come to the conclusion with the wrong reasons, but the one to the left was definitely older.


What if I am gay?

me: What if I tell you guys I am gay?


Apa : I'll jump from the window right this instant!
Ama: I'll try to convince you to do the right thing
Ata: I'll take you to the best doctor in the entire world

Maple leaves



Expect the unexpected.

It didn't work ofcourse. The stupid wrist bands. And neither did the medicine. So thinking I've had enough, I prepared to be unprepared for the journey. As soon as I took of the band and already threw up the medicine, I miraculously stopped feeling sick. I flew in air, took bus trips, rode three or four stinky cabs and travelled in train for 13 hours- all that and didn't throw up even once. I felt a little queasy towards the end but that was because I was played chess while on the train. I even read while in motion the Life of Pi. It helped that the place was breathtakingly beautiful. The trees had leaves of almost every color; red, green, orange, brown, pink, yellow.


Ooo and I found a friend;





Something new.


I have had motion sickness while traveling ever since I can remember. I get sick whether I travel by cars, buses, trains, or planes if its long distance. Abomen, flavored or not, has had no effect. Mayme made me sit in the front and put a cushion on the seat when I was ten. He even tied me with his kayrah (belt) to the seat because the seat belt was not tight enough. Didn't work. Grandma said it was because I was only a kid and that it'll get better as I grow older. Well, I am twenty now and the last time I took a road trip for about three hours, which was about fours mouths ago, was awful! Ama thought it was because I couldn't see well. I wore glasses while in the car. Didn't work. Apa lets me rest on his shoulder and tries to put me to sleep. I do sleep but only to wake up and and look at him in panic with my hands over my mouth. And the cabs over here, I can't stand it for even fifteen minutes!!! All these suck because I like going to places and seeing new things. I had to give up many a trips with friends and family.


I have a lot of traveling to do in these four coming days. Just recently, ama heard of this wrist band that helps prevent getting nauseous. Silly as I may feel since I am not a wrist band person, I am going to give it a try. Its supposedly reusable so I'll be trying it while traveling by flight, train and cars.

...I just read some of the reviews. Doesn't seem promising. Oh well, I might just as well give it a try.

Reunion

You came and the hours left



as I pictured your foggy dreams
of a home in the mountain
honeymoons in tent
and barefoot children
the hours left