XXIII. Write

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We're already with my uncle. We went to his house in Pasong Tamo, Quezon City. We will stay there for the rest of our vacation. I'm glad to saw them especially the only daughter of my uncle. My cousin, Lean Joy. She was my playmate when we were little. We were always playing outside the house roaming around the garage.

She's already grown up. She's beautiful. I wonder she can remember me.

It's my third day here in Manila, just a time, my mother, aunties and grandmother will about to land here in Manila. We're just inside the house waiting for them to come. People here were busy especially my uncle. He's building the house alone. The house is not yet done, There were just parts finished. My younger cousin was playing with his phone all day. I'm just there watching TV. Seems like it's kind of boring already. I can't go out, I don't know this place, my only bestfriend here was my phone. I'm already done checking my COC, FB, Twitter, and Instagram and what now?

I visited Jia's Facebook account or in short I just stalked. I also visited my old accounts to seek for our old files. I ask myself lately, How can I engage with my feelings if I'm only doing this? Texting, Chatting, Tweeting, Liking, Posting and that's bullshit. I'm thinking about flash mobs. Does it really needed? or maybe I'm just a bitter person. Wait, I forgot something. I checked my story on Wattpad, "Jionel & Jia Hannah Love Story". Well, I wrote this stuff. I realize it's kind of Jeje and kiddo. I laughed at myself but, of course this was written because of my love for her. I felt sorry to myself.

I decided to rewrite the story but it got to this.

As I go along, writing the cherish words that I can't express, It's been days im working on it. One night, I'm at the quarter of the house where their Sari-sari Store is located. It's very fresh there, and one thing I'm nearby the Wifi modem. I wonder, my area was already in silence. I look upon the window, it was like there's no more people walking by the streets. Some people in the house were snoring. I checked the time, wow, It's already 2am. I need to go to bed, but first I need to finish this chapter. I ready myself a coffee and continue writing.

The clocks were ticking in the exact hot moment, some people made already half of their day and there's me, a sleeping potato. I woke up. I'm really haggard. It's freakin' hot. Took my short down, took my shirt off. I went first to the bathroom and pour some water all over my body. "Oh, the water feels good." After that, I fixed myself, I ate my brunch and yep, I'm bored again. I turn on the TV, after one movie. I do the writings all over again.





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