Clingy Diaries: His Words Sealed the Box of Sanity

Le boyfie always thinks he's not good with words, but he underestimates himself.

Clingy Diaries: His Words Seared Through the Box of Sanity

With an idle mind, a lonesome mood, a clingy person gets irrational and overly sensitive to his surroundings.

On Fucking Labels :: How You Hold Me Draws Me Closer (Wrap Up)

... Satisfied na ako na fucking friends tayo. Ayoko ng long courtship.

Of Bad Habits

1. I sleep late, even if I'm free to go to bed early.
2. I smoke, not occasionally. Only when I'm awfully drunk with heavy smokers, I take a puff or two.

I think I've got more, definitely a lot more. But it's not really that easy to lay it all out in a list. Stick a little longer and you may witness a couple more.

Pruritus

Yesterday, I was experiencing some sort of blunt itch on my palms and tips of my fingers. At first I scratched it, then put my hand in my pocket (isa itong pamahiin sa paniniwalang pera ang katumbas ng pangangati ng palad at dapat mo itong ibulsa. Oo, mapamahiin akong tao). But it came to the point that I'm started to get irritated about it, because no matter how much I scratched it wasn't getting any relief.

Call it coincidence, I  received a text message which goes like this:

Trivia: "Malalaman mong gumagaling na ang sugat pag kumakati na ito. 

Kaya kung heartbroken ka, malalaman mong gumagaling ka na 

pag kumakati ka na"

I just had this straight face after reading it and looked around. "So, who would like to scratch this itch of mine?" Ang halay. But I didn't said it out loud, just in my thoughts. Pft... I'm not really feeling the that kind of itch anyway. Hindi ako ganoon mangati. Kung mangati ako, hindi kamot gusto ko... kundi mariing haplos, para walang sugat.

purged my phone inbox

Apparently I've kept most of your messages. from the most random and senseless texts, to the most endearing ones.

you replied to all of my messages, even if it took you days. you always do reply. you are one sweet "baby" even though you keep denying it.adorable, though you try to be grumpy. you greet me "good mornings" that truly brightens up my day. don't tell you're not sweet like that?

those simple stuff... got me to..
- well,...

like you.

and keeping your messages,seeing your name one after the other in my inbox - gives me a reason to check my phone even when most of the days i receive not a single call nor text. It puts a smile on my face when I say your name and how cute it sounds even though you like adding an extra consonant to it to make it sound not unusual.

there was a time when i can't get to talk to you. 'cause everytime i call, you were busy or unavailable. you blamed it on my poor timing. then a week after, i'd see your name in my missed call list in between classes.you were off timing.


poor timing. those two words are just overwhelming with hope, and it's giving me this churning feeling in my gut.

sigh...

i...

i can't finish this post anymore. one, i'm getting nauseous. two, i'm out in the chilly weather, and bugs are feasting on my blood now. three... i'm not really sure how to end this entry, and what to say as an ending.
I guess i don't want to end it yet.I'll have to wait this out a little longer.
[saved December 23, 2010, 23:36 ET]

What I should have said...last night in my other blog.