okay so nawala lahat ng sinulat ko. sana may autosave na rin to like blogger. anyway. nakita ko tong “epic x” term na to habang nag-b-bloghop ako kagabi. Actually sa blogs ng ex-batchmates/high school batchmates ko to nakita. They defined it as THE ONE, THE ONE & ONLY, THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, SOULMATE, FIRST LOVE basta yun. get the picture? Yung one and only girl/in my case guy na lagi mong binabalik-balikan no matter what, ilang crushes man and dumating.

These past few days, habang binabaliktad namin yung bahay namin para malagay na sa boxes ang mga gamit namin para sa lipat bahay chorva sa saturday, nadiscover ni kat ang mga old palanca letters from highschool, mga old pictures and love letters ni papa kay mama, mga torn pages from my diary and yung picture ni “epic x” kasama ni pinsan. napareminisce tuloy kami ni sister dun sa araw na nakita niya ako sa school habang naghihintay kami ng sundo sa grade school building. sheks, nakilala niya ako pero siya hindi ko namukaan. kamusta naman. napareminisce din tuloy ako sa small moments sa friendster, sa gball ni pinsan, sa 4hour text exchange etc etc. yuck tama na kadire na… lech na epic x na yan. di naman siya technically x eh. hahah feeling lang.

kayo, sino ang epic x ng buhay niyo?

REBLOGGED FROM MY TUMBLR. i was supposed to make a new entry about the same topic pero i’m too tired and too sleepy. more boxing/packing to do tomorrow before i say goodbye to internet foreva… aaawwww i will miss you!

walking down memory lane..

I woke up late this morning not because I was too tired nor because I was still sleepy but because I just didn’t feel like getting out of bed. I was awake the whole time my sister and brother started boxing stuff and pulling out things from the cabinets and the lazy me just didn’t want to help out yet. Oh yes what a bum I was, and still am.

When my conscience started bugging me, I finally stood up and helped, a little. Kat, my sister, managed to pull everything from up the cabinets in our room including the christmas tree that were neatly placed inside huge tupperwares (lol) and all the papers (quiz papers, essays, and the like) that I’ve kept since gradeschool pa ata. Then she saw my old palanca letters from senior year. I was surprised and happy to see those kasi all the palanca letters I kept drowned in Ondoy flood last year and I thought that nothing was left. I love reading those pa naman. Those letters always had their way of making me feel special even for just a while. Good thing today, I learned that at least I have a few more left to re-read. Unfortunately, some of those letters, those written by my closest friends even were not there anymore. Marion’s 3-part letter was even missing the 2nd part kaya it was bitin. Boy, how I miss my high school life–mostly the annual retreats and field trips and laugh trips and handwritten letters.

Well aside from those, we also found…my father’s love letters for my mother. We actually found those a few years back, but when we told mama about them, she kept them hidden again, until today. I wanted to read all of them but when I read this letter which was about a fight they had, I lost interest because I didn’t want to go back to that time when they were going through a rough patch. The paper was even smudged (with tears I think). It was so sad and heavy, I didn’t finish reading it. Good thing is that when our parents got home and told them about those, they just kept on laughing the whole time (probably of the mushiness and cheesiness of it all).

Those may be the cheesiest things I ever saw but the photos we found would probably top all the things we found today. Almost all were like printed in sepia mode. Boys were wearing bell bottom jeans and had long hair! But the best photo out of the bunch would most definitely be the one where my father was in a fake fight with some of his college classmates. At first, I thought that it’s fake. Who would take a picture of a fistfight? but as I looked at it clearly, I began to doubt that it wasn’t true. Good thing when my father saw it, he explained that it was just for their photography class and they had to pose as if they were in a fight. I’ll post those later when he scans them! Oh What a trip down memory lane…

P.S. Another funny thing I learned today was I didn’t know my father grew his hair up to his shoulders, almost looking like a girl!