FEBRUARY RED

Well what can i say di ba? February is just surging with all things red. Goodness, you walk out from your big media building and you see lots of people just outside your house. Rally daw. Rally?! Bahket? And that was in Tomas Morato ha. Ano na bang nangyayari sa bansang ito. Para tayong natuyong regla na hirap na hirap tanggalin ang mantsa mula sa butas butas na panty. Butas na may mantsa pa. Ano na nangyari sa buwang buwang pagkaltas sa aking sweldo? Masulsihan man lang ang butas na panty or makabili man lang ng sabong panlaba diyan sa mantsa ng regla. Leche.

But in all redness, i must admit i'm a flustered red, healthy, vibrant, hair shining, morena looking and lip smucking happy. My hairy object of affection is back in Manille from Paris. He's leaving tomorrow again. And what another eksena could be lurking from all that grand Manila International Airport.

2 weeks he was here. Got a bit fat from too much irate French situations in the Rue de Albuquerque hek-hek. Even had the gall to hide the fact that he came 2 days before his actual date of arrival. I had to confront him in the most gengki manner of confronting little liars. No drama on the table just tell me where the fuck did he get the idea to lead me into thinking that he was to arrive on a tuesday but had been here since saturday. 

Whew. I can feel my cheekbones go numb the same way i got rejected in the passport application in DFA. Well, he had a very good reason. He was afraid to see me daw. He had to prepare himself because he thinks i might not like him anymore. You? My boyfriend and good karma rolled into one will not be accepted by me? I don't reduce people into mere skin and hair. You could have come looking like an orangutan and it doesn't change a whit.

I enjoyed his stay. Tomorrow he will leave. It could go on just like this or it may not. It seems like a breeze. I would like to commend myself that during his absence, i never had any infidel idea or thought not even on a picture. It seems possible.

Gosh.