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[ebonynightwriter]

waava month (2023) // day 15 · divided

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[ramayantika]

My man be making a lot of jokes and could roast me for a living if it were paid lol but here's a little thing I observed and I hope you girlies esp younger ones to choose men who actively listen to you instead of mansplaining you about what you felt wrong about his words or some issues you have faced yourself alone.

So my boyfriend jokingly said hum abhi toxic boyfriend era from bollywood mein jayenge. I was laughing around too with all the dialogues and voice modulation he was doing with it but then it did feel triggering. I remember my heart beat racing and I had begun shivering a little. I have seen and heard about extreme misogynistic toxic men around me, in my families, even in my friends' lives. I took it as a joke but even there was this silent fear like what if-

And then yesterday we were talking about gender roles marriages etc. I was talking about a family who makes do their bahu do all the work, who had to leave her job because they would call her every weekend to visit them with child only to make her work the entire sunday while everybody else lazily chills around the house on a nice sunday afternoon.

He jokingly says acha kya sab hota hai batao hum mummy se kahenge and then I might have come passive aggressive a little in my tone. I laughed and said mereko mere ghar mein kisine aisa treat nahi kiya hai mein agar apna degree talents chorr char ke ghar tak hi rehne ka baat hua mein ghar chorr dungi samjhe.

Boy he understands me well. He swiftly said I was only joking thoda light ho jaya karo. I know and I believe you will break the stereotypes your family and society puts on you as a woman par thoda light logi yeh sab toh better deal kar paogi.

And then I told me why these things trigger me. He patiently listened to it completely without interrupting me or making any other comments.

The guys from my class and many from this uni are literally walking misogynistic red flags. I have heard how they see women around them.

Now my bf never grew up with any sisterly figure. He saw what his mother faced so he hated it and despised how women in India have always been treated, to always be limited to the house by force and suppress any other ambition that doesn't cater to the 'family'. But apart from me, he never got any other female figure to talk about these things and understands what makes women fearful and even angry about the only duties of a wife.

Baat jhadu pocha maarne ki nahi. Voh toh sab maartr hai. Baat yeh hai ki ghar doodh ubalna aur jhadu poche ke bahar agar kuch chahna ho sochna ho voh galat hai.

Mothers could not get away. They build wings for their daughter and urge them to fly away. Many do but when they are soaring the skies, they are reminded of the mother on earth. What if someday someone cuts off my wings using sweet words but a sharp knife? What if it would be done by a man I trusted to be with me as I achieve my dreams?

This is a fear I carry too. My father was never that kind of man to treat my mother that way. But I have seen other men in the family, the way my little cousin sister is treated, and friends etc.

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[mibeau]

[Nostalgia] Days in My Childhood: The Significance of Learning Standard Bahasa Melayu

My mother was a homemaker and a freelance writer. My father was an engineer in the Oil and gas industry. He used to be relocated frequently due to his various projects. Our family, as a unit, consistently followed him. It can be for a few months to several years. I've had the opportunity to reside in every state in Malaysia, except Sabah.

Let's go back to the late 90s and early 2000s.

I was born in Johor Bahru and briefly lived in Bintulu, Sarawak, before relocating to Cheras, Kuala Lumpur, where I lived until the age of 3. Afterwards, we moved to Gombak and Subang Jaya, Selangor. Six months before starting Primary 1, I stayed with my paternal grandmother in Larkin, Johor, to attend kindergarten. In 1997, I enrolled at Sekolah Kebangsaan Kampong Gelam in Melaka. The following year, I attended school in Kapar, and the year after that, I returned to Subang Jaya.

Even though my family's official address was in those locations, I frequently took leaves from school to be with my father on short stays in Kelantan, Terengganu, and Sarawak. We often embarked on cross-country trips to neighbouring districts as well. I mostly attended schools for tests and examinations. At that time, I noticed that the public on the East Coast and East Malaysia spoke different dialects, which almost sounded like a distinct language to me. In Sarawak, I often initiated conversations in English. I thought to myself, “Maybe it's because they're close to Thailand.” or, “Cos there are more Ibans than Malays here.” But the local aunties and uncles usually communicated with us in the “KL dialect”, so I didn't face many communication issues back then.

Until that point, all my schooling experiences were in the central and southern regions of Malaysia.

I mostly dealt with similar vocabulary and accents across the schools I attended. When interacting with people of other races, they would either speak fluent Malay or use their accents, so it was customary for me to switch between languages when conversing.

As I sat through countless Bahasa Melayu lessons, I often wondered why the spelling and grammar differed from the way I spoke. I questioned the need to learn words that I rarely hear in daily life. For instance, when I'm thirsty, I've never used the word “dahaga”; I would simply say, “haus.” In the context of going back somewhere or heading home, I never used the word "pulang", it has always been "balik". I only use "pulang" whenever I want to return back someone's belongings. Having cousins from Penang, whenever we gathered for Raya in JB, I noticed that they had different accents, but in terms of vocabulary, I understood them perfectly. Thus, I assumed that Northern people spoke the same Bahasa Melayu. However, after a few memorable encounters, I came to realize I was mistaken.

So, at the end of 2000, we relocated, again, to a small town named Kulim, in Kedah.

What I truly enjoyed about Kedah apart from their “Junjong Waterfalls”, were their night markets, particularly the one in Sg. Petani, which was a family favourite. Also, the local delicacies like Nasi Daging, Char Kuey Teow, and Roti Arab were absolutely exceptional, and you couldn't find them in other parts of Malaysia at the time. On weekends, we often took the ferry to Penang Island, just for the experience, most likely to enjoy the city lights.

My initial encounter with Bahasa Melayu Kedah was with our neighbour across the street, a Chinese lady; Auntie Chin.

My mother and I paid her a visit to introduce ourselves. She was very friendly. Her Kedahan accent was quite thick, I remember thinking, “Auntie is speaking in Malay, yet why I couldn't comprehend a word she said?” I was left bewildered. My mother, on the other hand, chatted away as if it were perfectly normal. I just smiled throughout, questioning my comprehension and listening skills. It took me about a week to start understanding Auntie Chin, and I think it was around a month before I could comfortably converse with her. We had a neighbour to our left who spoke Thai. This introduced me to a new culture and language because the Siam people I met in Johor usually spoke either Malay or Chinese as their mother tongue.

My second encounter happened when my mom asked me to pick up a few items from the nearby corner shop.

I had never gone shopping alone or been to a local corner shop, except the one near my grandma's home. Among the many items on the list, I distinctly recall asking the shopkeeper for “cili api”(bird's eye chilli) and “cili kering” (dried chillies). The shopkeeper responded, “Oh, hang nak cabai... tu sana tu…”, I replied, “No, I don't want 'lada merah' (Cayenne Chili).” After a bit more back-and-forth, we were both left perplexed. I was growing nervous, worried that my mom would scold me for being late. Just then, a kind stranger entered the shop and came to my rescue. He was from KL and said, “Oh, she wants these, cabai burung, cabai keghing…” The uncle exclaimed, “Laaa…”

My third encounter took place on my first day in Primary 5 at SK Tunku Abdul Malik.

My fellow schoolmates referred to themselves as “kami” (we) instead of “saya” (I), and “depa” (they in the Northern dialect) instead of “dorang” (they in colloquial Malay). People actually used the words “dahaga”, and “dahaga ayaq” for thirsty, and many more distinctions. During assemblies, teachers always began their talks with “la la ni…” I was left wondering, “la la what?”. And we called male teachers, “Sir”.

And the following year, we moved to Johor Bahru. Also, something that surprised me in Kulim was that students were allowed to go home during recess. I suppose it's considered safe in small towns.

So, yeah. Ever since then, I started paying more attention to my Bahasa Melayu lessons.

I learned to appreciate the diversity within the Malay language and the importance of standardising it to promote unity. Selamat Hari Malaysia! (Tiberrr...)

[chaos0pikachu]

here's the thing about the manga/Oda's writing in general; Oda is really good at bombastic emotion. It's become something of a running joke in general OP fandom of "who has the saddest backstory" in One Piece b/c so many chars and situations the Strawhats find themselves in has roots in like deep tragedy.

There's the Strawhats themselves: Robin, Brooke, Chopper, Sanji, Nami. Then secondary chars like: Law, Oden, Rebecca, Kyros, Ace. This has become such a prominent trend in One Piece that fans - especially on r/onepiece lol - are almost positive Zoro is hiding some sort of deep dark tragic past b/c his backstory is so benign in comparison to a majority of the characters at this point. Yeah Kuina dying is tragic, but in comparison to Oden being boiled alive or Robin's entire island being blown the fuck up by the government makes it look like Zoro had it almost easy lol

But this is what Oda is good at, these big moments of huge emotion. It can be tied to the general escalation of the series in terms of power as well, given how long the series has been running. After the devastation of a backstory like Robin, or Brooke's it's hard to be like "oh yeah and this guy? Well his dad got sick from cold and died and he's sad about it".

But this is one factor I think the Zolu of it all gets a bit lost in the sauce of the series for some fans.

Zolu is subtle.

Oda doesn't do a lot of subtle writing, the emotions, the fights, the characters, the stakes, everything is BIG. The Merry doesn't go out with a whimper she goes out with a viking funeral. Ussop can't just leave the crew, he has to fight Luffy for it. Luffy can't just defend Hatchi he has to punch a Celestial Dragon over it. Ace can't just die he has to die after the most agonizingly long marathon to the execution block (I don't vibe with impel down/marineford lol)

But Zoro and Luffy don't have a lot of "loud" moments outside of Thriller Bark (which IS their moment sorry I refuse to accept otherwise regarding this unless it's about sanlu) and maybe them reuniting in Wano.

A lot of their "moments" what makes them foundational is a lot of subtle moments. I've often felt like fandom doesn't give Luffy enough credit in regards to his emotional intelligence, Luffy is dumb but he's not stupid. There's a reason he's not only able to connect with people, but also able to change them.

Luffy and Zoro's moments are Luffy seeing Zoro eat dirty riceballs and deciding "yes, this is my first crewmate" that his dream is so large, so seemingly unattainable - like Luffy's own - is all the better. It's Zoro steadfast belief in Luffy and loyalty to the point of carrying his cage over his shoulder while bleeding out. It's crying and declaring that he won't lose again and being the first crew member - from what I recall - to declare Luffy king of the pirates. It's Luffy accepting that vow. It's Luffy wanting to go after Nami and even though Zoro disagrees - as he does when Robin and Sanji leave later, Zoro first and foremost takes people as they are and respects their decisions if they wanted to leave let them leave, but Luffy sees beyond that which is a pro and a con like with Ussop and why he needs Zoro to temper that - and Zoro following Luffy to the realization Nami needed help actually and he's all in.

It's Luffy trusting Zoro to take care of the crew while he fights Crocodile even though the rest of them wanted to stay behind, it's Zoro listening to Luffy in that bar on Jaya and not retaliating against Bellarmy, it's Luffy being shocked Zoro went down against Enel because Zoro takes care of the crew if Luffy can't. It's Zoro listening to Luffy and saving Smoker in Alabasta even tho Zoro didn't want to and tells Smoker as much, to thank his Captain not him.

It's Luffy saying the weight of being a Captain is heavy, and Zoro telling him he has to bare that weight or else who will. It's Zoro and Luffy on the sea train at the helm working together to fight a freaking hurricane, it's Luffy's innate trust in Zoro where all he has to say is "Zoro, cut it, it's in our way" and Zoro will do just that without blinking. It's Zoro telling Luffy that he can't let Ussop come back without an apology because it would undermine Luffy as Captain even though Luffy and the rest of the crew want Ussop back more than anything. And Luffy listens. Luffy the one who can't listen or follow a single plan almost always takes Zoro's advice.

It's Zoro throwing away his swords, his ambition, for Luffy's life, taking away all of Luffy's pain and surviving and never saying a single thing about it (and probably never will). It's Zoro being the first to be sent away on Sabaody, and Zoro bowing his head to his direct enemy because following his Captain's orders - getting stronger for Luffy and for the crew - is more important than his individual pride.

It's Luffy seeing Zoro before Bon Clay transforms back into himself. It's Zoro getting jealous of Luffy saying Sanji is worth a 1000 men and leading the rest of the Strawhats to Wano. It's Luffy's happy smile, the fact that the first crewmate he reunites with is Zoro, and that they take care of Otama together. A moment only they share that becomes the reason why they start a fight during the raid because the beast pirates spilled the red bean soup!

It's Zoro jumping after Luffy to join him on the rooftop to fight against Kaido, Zoro being consistently worried about Luffy during the battle, Zoro telling Kaido he'll follow Luffy into hell if that's where Kaido will send him, it's Luffy trusting Zoro enough to literally watch over his unconscious body during the fight.

Because if it's not Zoro who else could it be?

Zoro and Luffy have a lot of moments, they're just not the bombastic moments that other characters get with Luffy or otherwise - they're not Robin's I want to live, or Nami's Luffy help me or Sanji's I want to go back to the Sunny or Ussop vs Luffy. They tend to be smaller moments, interwoven into the overall fabric of the story. They're some of Oda's more subtle writing and that's one reason why I think people missed them until more recently - trust they're more popular now than they were 7 years ago I've been here I've been suffering.

With OPLA the show just brought all that history to the forefront, the show also emphasizes more interpersonal interaction with the crew. Luffy never talked to the Strawhats about seeing Ace die and he never will in the manga bet, Oda just won't write something like that. But in OPLA he probably would because the writing allows for it because of the medium change - not that they'll ever get there but ya know.

anyway zolu makes me feral and will make you feral too if you open your third eye or just binge the entire series

now that I’ve read/watched a significant amount of one piece…………. ppl who said “they put too much of an emphasis on zoro and luffy’s relationship” can stay mad bc they must have been looking at the source material with their eyes closed. zoro was jealous about luffy in the LA bc zoro is jealous about luffy in the manga (I’m worth 2000 men right, why did luffy choose usopp and not me, getting mad the second luffy compliments/thinks another guy is cool). la luffy told zoro he needs him/zoro could never fail him bc animanga luffy depends a ridiculous amount on zoro as his first mate and cherishes him (blushing at the sight of him and constantly telling him how much he missed him, ‘how could this happen with you here?’, trusting him wholeheartedly). la zoro promised to be by luffy’s side at least until they find the one piece, or die trying, bc animanga zoro has legitimately said he’d go to hell for luffy and has tried to die for luffy. the la just had them actually communicating their feelings to each other rather than 1000+ episodes of them understanding with a single glance

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[violetren]

The Master of Puppets Chapter 25 - Bonus

The Soulless God (The War of Souls Book 2)

For the first time in millennia, Jakari has hope that the war between the Char Oram and the Suil Agam might actually end. With help from a traitor within the ranks of the Char, she managed to kill the head of Char Intelligence and bait a trap for Saka, one of the members of the ruling Triumvirate. If she can kill Saka, it might give her a shot at taking down Jaya, the leader of the Char, and ending the war once and for all. Normally, she’d be perfectly confident in her ability to get the job done, but thrown off balance by her partner’s betrayal and the confusing feelings surrounding Hayami, the human detective she’s working with, Jakari is beginning to wonder if she’s up to the task. Hayami Takahashi has a problem. Or more accurately, she has two problems. The first is the alien civil war that has spilled over into Earth and threatens the very existence of the human race. The second is that she’s pretty sure she’s engaged to an alien assassin she’s only known a couple of weeks. She’s not sure which one she finds scarier. What she does know is that Jakari is the best hope humanity, but given her own disastrous history with women, Hayami is terrified that she might end up breaking Jakari before the enemy has a chance. With the fate of hundreds of worlds hanging in the balance, can Jakari and Hayami manage to get past their own problems and work together to deal with the threat Saka faces, or will they miss their only chance to end the war and save humanity?

There is a caveat to my celebrating though.

I have to wait until August 2023.

August.

Like 8 and a half months.

Over half a year.

Pretending like I'm some reasonable person, just... waiting. Fucking abominable. The wall is wiggling in agreement with me. (I joke. Mostly.)

Welp, here ends the live blog of The Master of Puppets by Molly J Bragg. Be good to yourselves folks, and seriously consider buying your own copy. Remember 10DPP will get you 10% off if you buy the eBook direct from the publisher HERE.

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Char Panchjon Bondhu [Jaya Mitra]

Char Panchjon Bondhu [Jaya Mitra]

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[dimmestmorn13]

playing around with pens and doodling

i have a mech pen now i feel so happy it’s my 1st mech pen ever i cry

[rawchefyin]

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[sulfurousdreamscapes]

"When I was a kid, I thought Marathi was a forbidden magic language." Jaya smoked and counted the birds on the telephone poles. One, two, three, four, she mouthed the words in what I presumed was English.

"Chār," she finally said and smiled at me from under her sunglasses. "Did you feel that? There's a power there, in that word. When you think of the word 'char' in English, you're thinking of something burning, something on fire. Dark marks of a painful oxidation. And Marathi just uses that word to mean the number 'four'."

I aimed my phone at the telephone pole and took a picture of the birds. One of the birds ended up blurred as it took flight exactly when I pressed the fake button on the screen.

"My dad taught me, when I was a wee lass," Jaya said. "He wanted me to know my heritage, where I'd come from. He always said that if you don't know where you're coming from, how will you know where you're going?"

I checked the picture in my phone gallery and wondered if I should delete it. "I don't know if that makes much sense," I commented.

"Right?" She turned to me. "He was that sort of man. But right, yeah, he taught me a lot of words. Each word was like a talisman, something with a special, hidden power. Everything sounded so occult. Man, everything sounded so wrong."

"Did he teach you grammar?" I asked.

"A little bit. After he became project lead, he just went from one task to another, and he spent less and less time with me. That just made the words all the rarer, you know? It made them more forbidden. The little grammar I knew became incantations, spells, like dark mantras that you can use to curse your enemies."

"Did you?" I asked.

"Yeah. There were a couple boys back in school, they used to annoy the shit out of me. I cast a spell on them."

"What was the spell?" I watched her look away.

"I'm too embarrassed to say."

"You've made it this far, might as well go all the way."

She shook her head a little. "I said, Āmbā mānzar khāto. It scared the shit out of them, they thought I was a voodoo bitch." Jaya spat out her words, like she wanted to get to the other side of the sentences as soon as possible.

"What does it mean?" I asked.

She laughed. "Mango eats cat," she said. "Or maybe it's the other way around, I can't tell. I never really figured the grammar out very well."

I didn't laugh, but I could have, if I was less dead inside.

"He taught me these words, but we still spoke in English all the time. So he'd tell me that 'zhāḍ' means 'tree', and I was supposed to believe that. I mean, that sounds like the name of a vampire demon or something."

This time, I laughed.

"But I kept the words, yeah," Jaya finished her cigarette and pressed on the stub with her sneakers. "Kept them locked up here, in my head. I couldn't use them with anyone, and I couldn't see any reason to use them with myself, so they just... floated in there, I guess. In my head."

"A forbidden magic language," I said whimsically. "That's a very alien concept to me. I've only ever known one language, so I can't even imagine what it's like to understand another."

"But that's the thing," Jaya took her sunglasses off. The sun had retreated, and the sharp orange sunshine had melted into a twilight. "When I went to Dad's hometown, I was eighteen. I didn't know what to expect. But then, there was everyone there, saying words I new, stringing them together into mantras and spells. And none of them were occult."

I opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. She went around and sat in the seat next to mine.

"My grandmother would just say 'Yeīl tenvhā dūdh māse ye... or something like that, I forget how you string them together. Anyway, it sounded so surreal, and all it meant was 'Get milk and fish on the way back'. Bit by bit, I felt like all the secret, forbidden, occult magic words I'd learned were slipping out of my grasp."

I pulled the car onto the highway and pressed on the accelerator.

"I think around then is when I began talking less to dad. The mystique was gone. It was like the rain had washed away something about our relationship. No, it had washed away something about me."

"No more magic," I said dryly.

"No more magic," she repeated and didn't say anything after that for a while.

Later, when the twilight was giving way to the dark, she groaned. "It's a sad thing," she said, "When magic leaves the world, that is. It's not a sudden death. It's more like the realisation that someone you knew online is probably gone, and they've been gone for a long time, and no matter how many times you text them, they're never going to text you back."

I glanced at her to check if she was okay.

Her eyes were closed. She mouthed the word 'bābā'.

[pevensiedmund]

partners?      - always.

“Hey,” Jaya says, then, in French because they’re surrounded by Anglos and Charlie wouldn’t want her impervious to fear cred undermined, “We have this, Char, I’ve got your back.”

“I know,” Charlie says, but she still looks a little better, having heard it. Jaya doesn’t make promises idly.

(spotify)

➤  It takes the entirety of college for Charlie to realize that straight people generally don’t want to marry their same-gender best friend and kiss them “but like, platonically”. Worse, it’s even longer before she thinks to act on that feeling because maybe, just maybe, there’s a part of Jaya that hasn’t gotten over that teenage crush. 

➤  for pyry (@skorppan) as part of the @ycmalholidayexchange 2020 :)

tracklist under cut:

number one fan // muna don’t take the money // bleachers plastic stars // freezepop favourite colour // carly rae jepsen  the louvre // lorde bad friend // rina sawayama sex (cover) // vivienxo crush // tessa violet let’s talk about spaceships // say hi    wish you were gay // billie eilish watch you sleep. // girl in red sofia // clairo that’s so us // allie x slow burn // kacey musgraves fall for her (nobody else) // runner and bobby ruin the friendship // demi lovato she loves control // camila cabello untouched // the veronicas take me // aly & aj

[kimhortons]

Batang 90’s

Ang throwback ng feeling ko ngayon. Mga 90’s feels ganun. Soundtrip kasi ni papa, tapos narinig ko si Jaya. Haha naalala ko yung pakemeng singing competition namin ng mga kalaro ko. Tapos ang ginagaya ko lagi noon si Jessa Zaragosa at Jaya. Kaya siguro hindi ako pabebe mag sakita e. Haha.

Namiss ko bigla yung mga panahong pag gising ko sa umaga hinahabol ko yung taho, tapos dederetcho na ako sa bahay ng pinsan ko para mag laro ng teacher teacheran, luto lutuan, bahay bahayan, okaya kung ano lang maisipan namin tapos andun narin yung iba kong pinsan at mga kalaro namin. Meron kaming iisang bahay na madalas namin tambayan at minsan dun din kami kumakain sabay sabay at natutulog sa hapon. Ganito yung feeling na binigay sakin ng Reply 1988 tsaka ng panaginip ko kanina. Kasi yung setting ng place sa panaginip ko, yung itchura ng lugar namin dito nung 90’s palang bago magkaroon ng reblocking at road widening.

Nakakamiss yung wala kang ibang iniintindi maghapon kundi mag laro at magtatakbo lang sa kalsada. Sa stationery, pogs, goma at text lang ako nai-stress noon kapag may nawala o nabawasan. Haha. MVP ako lagi sa piko at step manila. Ako lagi yung mother sa chinese garter kasi nga ako yung matangkad, marunong tumambling at flexible ang katawan. Haha. Nakikipag showdown pa ako ng spaghetti pababa at pataas sabay split. Hahaha. Langit lupa, black 123, sili sili, london bridge at kung ano anong maisipan namin laruin. Tapos kapag narinig ko ng sumitsit ng mahaba yung nanay ko, tapos yung mga pinsan ko pag narinig sasabihin “hala tawag ka na ng mommy mo” kakaripas na ko pabalik ng bahay niyan sa takot na baka mahampas na naman ako ng panungkit dahil amoy araw na naman ako. Haha.

Nakakatawa rin yung minsan magtatakbuhan kaming magpipinsan kasi hinahabol kami ng lola ng isa naming kalaro ng walis tingting kapag umiyak yung apo niya kasi nag away away kami or hindi namin siya gusto kalaro. Hahahaha. Tsaka yung nauso ang workshop dito samin noon, nag aacting acting kami, kumakanta at sumasayaw. Wala namang bayad, pero hindi naman kami makukuhang umekstra sa Wansapanatym. Haha. Uso din yung Meteor Garden non. Nagcocollect kami ng posters at kung ano anong merch non.

Dahil din sa post na kanta ni mamamococo kanina, naalala ko yung childhood crush ko. Eric yung name niya. Kamukha yun ni Choi Taek sa Reply 1988. Half chinese siya. Tuwing dadaan yung dito samin dati, nagtatago ako. Hahaha. Pero lagi ko siyang minamasdan, ang saya saya ko noon kapag nakikita ko siya. May ari kasi sila ng pagawaan ng pinto sa kanyo ng street namin kaya lagi siyang dumadaan dito noon. Ang tagal ko siyang naging crush, simula grade 4 hanggang grumaduate ako ng high school crush ko parin siya. Haha. Grade 5 ako nung sinulatan ko siya ng love letter. Hahaha. Hiyang hiya ako noon kasi nag confess ako sakanya haha sa sulat. Tapos tuwang tuwa ako nung naging close ko yung kapatid niya kasi feeling ko non ilalakad ako. Hahaha. Landi. But sadly, hindi niya ako sinulatan pabalik. Sabi lang ng kapatid niya, kinilig yung kuya niya at nahiya. Kaya nagtatago parin ako kapag daadaan siya kasi hiyang hiya din ako. Haha. Nakita ko siya last time, last year ata yun. Pauwi ako galing work tapos siya papasok. Nagkatinginan kami tapos ngumiti siya. Mama! Kinilig ako, pero konti lang. Haha. Ang matured niya na, tsaka hindi na siya baby face kaya nabawasan na pagka crush ko sakanya. Tsaka pareho na kaming happily in a relationship. Ikakasal na ata yun nung na-stalk ko siya sa Facebook noon e.

May dalawa pa akong kalove team nung bata ako. Haha diba bata palang, ang landi na. Char! Haha. Yung isa anak ng ninong ko, si Nico, yun yung first kiss ko kasi yung mga gago kong pinsan sinet up ako. Haha. Pinapunta nila ako non sa bahay ng pinsan ko na tambayan namin tapos nasurprise nalang ako hawak nila ako para di makapalag tapos pinag kiss nila kami. Nabadtrip ako non kasi feeling ko nag traydor ako kay Eric. Hahahaha. Hindi ko na alam kung nasan na siya, seaman narin siguro yun kasi kapitan sa barko yung tatay nun e. Tapos si Intoy, pamangkin sa katabing bahay namin dati. Actually, pinsan siya ni Nico. Lagi kami inaasar kasi crush din daw ako non. Pero mahiyain yun, hanggang ngayon pag nakikita niya ako nahihiya siya. Haha. May asawa’t anak narin siya.

Ngayon, yung mga pinsan ko na kalaro ko lagi noon. Hindi ko na nakikita. Iilan nalang kasi yung iba nakatira narin sa ibang lugar. Tsaka pare pareho na kaming busy sa work at hindi na lumalabas ng bahay kung naka rest day man. Meron kaming group chat sa Facebook na binuo namin nung one time nag mini reunion kami kasi kakauwi lang nung isa naming pinsan galing Japan. Pinangalanan namin ng “Batang 90’s” yung group chat. Ang hirap narin magkaroon ng gathering kahit na halos magkakapitbhay lang kami kasi hindi nag tutugma tugma yung schedule namin. Kaya hanggang throwback nalang din kami minsan sa group chat. Hehe.

Ang saya nalang alalahanin nung mga bagay na tulad nito. Pero kung may hihilingin man akong balikan na panahon, eto yung mga panahon na yun. Chill lang, masaya at walang problema.

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