ROOTED FRIENDS

Good thing to start the new year---with friends. All of them came bouncing in this arrogant year of the wooden rooster or ang taon ng kahoy na tite as paulie would translate it in his own imagination.  None were arrogant, just arrogant experiences told to their humble mistress that is me. My rooted theatre friends still call me an ASSUMPTIONISTA, because i assume too much.  The ASSUMPTIONISTA in me makes her presence felt  when i get frustrated in plays mounted by our mother theatre org in college. Paulie has this way of making hirit that exceeds my ASSUMPTIONISTA level into a BELLA FLORES. I become a kontra-vida tuloy.  But the POVEDANS are another story... and the MIRIAMITES and the one and only DOLPHINIAN....

I have character friends/actors.

Mansanas and I met up in a dilapidated mall in Commonwealth. You see, as much as i try to diss and act like an assumptionista in that freak of a mall, she still outweighed that feeling with the news she brought. And suddenly the news made me feel like we were in Rockwell. She introduced me to her first and new pamangkin--- a baby girl. She let me carry that human wonder to my paranoia of me historically enticing all possible mishaps in the world. If only these babies could really mouth words, I would have asked her how was it like living for 5 months. And we would compare mine of 22 years. 

Now if that could happen, I would like for her to teach me what she learned in 5 months.