Saturday, September 22, 2007

it's that season again, folks.

while i was brushing my teeth this morning, the radio blared, "come to baguio." i stopped mid-brush stroke and smiled at the mirror. why not i said to my reflection as if sharing a secret with the other me. i was running late for work [as usual] but i took my time in clasping my trusty platform sandals and fixing my hair. i felt like dressing up today just like the good ole times up north. it felt perfectly alright to wear my four-inch sandals even if i had to walk a few blocks. i do that a lot in college anyway.

it's a perfect day for walking even if there are signs of rain. i ditched my umbrella the last minute despite my mother's vehement warnings of sudden rain pour. i said it's okay i'm sure i'd get to the office dry. something about the cool air brings back fond memories and i can't help but smile myself stiff at the thought. i keep a lot of inside jokes in my head that i find myself getting lost in reverie while the whole street is wondering what the heck is wrong with that strange girl [haha, add in 'why is she smiling?' and 'what is she wearing?!']. i don't mind being drenched so long as i experience that moment. [cool air in manila is rare, people. tchh.]

how many weekends have gone and i still am not able to take the north route. i should be used to it but i find it difficult and still rather unsettling. my folks often wondered why i keep planning baguio trips when i had had a good four years there. duh. four years there is exactly why. i will never tire of fantasizing walks up and down session road, tree-hugs in john hay, my favorite people and places and the yumminess of everything cool and green and pine-scented! [bah, screw parallelism, not in the mood to be a grammar whore].

before i sound like a broken record, i bet you already saw this coming, lemme just say that my heart beats oh-so-strongly still for the place that it calls home. so there.

and i miss you.

so last week, i was supposed to be up there, but tchh, i was sent to man a banquet in laguna [my gulay laguna bat di na lang tarlac o baguio].

this is why:

guess who the celebrity *really* is

it's not the guy in the middle. duh.
tas naalala ko lang, si ex crush ko from baguio was teased na he looks like carlos agassi daw. awe cmon cinnamon, he's not that panget. muhahahahaha. :D
and gosh, i'm so bilog. hahahahaha.

4 comments:

ayz princess said...

para ngang halatang hindi ka masaya..

ako rin. i want to be back in baguio.. huhuh

♪ the xaris ♪ Cullen Boyd said...

we are reduced to being i-wanna-be-in-baguio crybabies. pero ewan ko ba basta, we understand where were coming from. so there. *whine whine whine*

romina aiza de silva said...

yer ryt!

to make it more correct, four years and a half? or so... :D

pie pineda said...

winner, winner!
good ol' baguio memories, eh??
don't worry dude, someday, someday.
ex crush and that celebrity have the same, er, what? facial -------, er? i can't pin it eh. so help me.