When Yesterday Fades

CHAPTER 7

Maaga akong nagising, I realized that I had no classes to attend. Naisipan kong maglinis na lang ng bahay since wala rin naman akong planong lumabas ngayon. maglilinis ako ng bahay and 'yong room where my roommates were going to stay. Hindi pa naman sure kung mag kaka-roommate na 'ko.

ang isa naman kasing babaeng tinawagan ko kagabi eh ang maldita, sino ba namang tatanggap sa gano'ng ugali, ikaw na may kailangan ikaw pa galit. gosh. kung 'yon nga ang makakasama ko, hay jusko baka end of the world na.

Naisip ko na ring huwag ng tawagan pa ulit 'yon at kung sakali mang i-approach niya 'ko, mag r-refuse na 'ko. Ayoko ng stress. Lumipat nga ako rito para makapag relax tapos bibigyan ko pa sarili ko ng kaaway. edi para ko na ring binitbit dito sa condo si sabrina.

Nagsimula na 'kong maglinis. I started by heading to the kitchen, which had been neglected for quite some time. I put on my gloves and began scrubbing the counters, stove, and sink, removing all the grime and grease that had built up over time.

Once I finished the kitchen, Pumunta na 'ko sa kwarto na pinag s-stay-an dati ni grandma.
weeping and mopping the floors, and wiping down the surfaces. While cleaning, I noticed a box of clothes that belonged to my grandma. I packed it last time, so I had to remove it from here to the living room. akmang bubuhatin ko na ito, ng maramdaman ang init sa paligid, tila ba niyayakap ako ni grandma. My grandma had passed away two years ago, and I missed her dearly.

I carried the box to the living room and sat down to sort through the clothes. Memories of my grandma flooded my mind as I looked through the clothes, and I found myself crying a bit. I tried to focus on the task at hand, and I started separating the clothes into different piles - donate, keep, and toss.

Matapos ang ilang oras, I decided to take a break and make myself a cup of milk. As I sat in the living room, sipping on my milk, I looked around and felt proud of the progress I had made. The house was clean, and I had gone through my grandma's clothes, something that had been weighing on me for a while.

Feeling refreshed, I returned to my task and finished sorting through the clothes. I packed the ones I wanted to keep and made arrangements to donate the others.

Tinignan ko ang orasan sa wall, nilinis ko rin ito kanina pero gentle lang ang pagkuskos dahil mas matanda pa ata sa'kin ang wall clock na ito, ang sabi ni grandma ay regalo raw ito sa kaniya ni itay no'ng nililigawan pa lang siya nito.

Natapos na rin ako sa wakas, palubog na rin ang araw dahil alas singko na ng hapon. I took a final look around the house and felt content with the progress I had made. It was a productive day, and I had accomplished what I had set out to do.

Nakakapagod pero worth it naman.

Ang galing mo, nix.

Habang hinuhugasan ang tasang ginamit ko kanina. bigla namang nag ring ang phone ko na nakapatong sa upuan sa sala.

Agad akong nagpunas at tumungo roon upang abutin ang phone ko.

Familiar 'yong number and then I realized na parang ito 'yong babae kagabi, 'yong maldita. I hesitated for a moment, but then decided to accept the call.

Hindi ako nagsalita at first.

"Hey, it's me, i mean it's not me. fuck, what i mean is the person you were talking to last night wasn't me; it was my sister." tuloy tuloy nitong pagsasalita at pagpapaliwanag. "Listen, I wanted to apologize about last night. she had a personal problem going on, and i swear she didn't mean to be disrespectful. it was my fault nakalimutan kong gmail account niya pala 'yong nagamit ko. I'm so sorry."

I listened as she explained herself, feeling a bit taken aback by her sudden change in tone. I had expected her to be just as rude as she was last night, but her apology caught me off guard.

"I understand," I said after a moment. "It's okay."

So, hindi pala talaga siya 'yon. what now? she sounds serious and mabait, compared sa sister so maybe we can work this out.

she mentioned the condo.

"Is it still available? Also, i sent an email earlier using my real account, Elijah Martinez is the name." aniya nito.

Nag hesitate ako bigla if sasagot ba 'ko ng oo o hindi. kasasabi ko lang kanina na kung sakaling i-approach niya 'ko ay mag r-refuse na 'ko. pero ibang tao naman 'to sa taong nakausap ko kagabi kaya bahala na.

"Yes, it's still available. and yeah, i'll check it later." I said, trying to keep my voice neutral.

"Great, I'm interested in taking it. Can you tell me more about the place?" she asked.

I gave her the details and answered her questions, but there was something about the way she spoke that made me feel uneasy.

"Okay, I'll take it," she said finally.

After that, we said our goodbyes and i hung up the phone.

I let out a deep breath.

Nasa sofa pa rin ako. I couldn't help but wonder what had made me feel so uneasy about the woman on the phone. Was it just her tone of voice, or was it something else?

this friday, pupunta siya rito para tignan 'yong condo. kahit hindi niya naman na 'to tignan sure na 'kong magugustuhan niya.

I looked around my condo, I felt proud of the space I had created. The simple, clean lines and neutral colors gave the place a sense of calm and tranquility. I knew that my new roommate would love it here. The space was perfect for someone who valued simplicity and organization.

Depende na lang kung pangit ang taste niya.

Naisip kong buksan muli ang email niya sa'kin. 'yong gmail na ginamit niya, na sa kapatid niya pala. napansin ko ang profile picture nito. In the picture, she was standing on a bridge overlooking a river, her long hair blowing in the wind. The photo was beautifully composed, with the bridge leading the eye towards the horizon.

Despite the fact that her face was not visible, there was something intriguing about the photo. It hinted at a sense of mystery and independence, as if she were a lone figure in a vast and unpredictable world.

bakit ba ang account ng kapatid nito ang pinakekealaman ko eh hindi naman ito ang magiging room mate ko. hays

After looking at my new roommate sister's profile picture, I felt a bit restless. I decided to take a break and go to the kitchen to get a cold beer from the fridge.

I opened the door, I felt a blast of cool air hit my face. I reached in and grabbed a bottle, feeling the condensation on the glass.

I popped off the cap and took a long sip, relishing the crisp, refreshing taste. The cold liquid felt good going down my throat, and I felt my body begin to relax.

As I stood there, savoring the taste of the beer, I looked around the kitchen. Everything was clean and neat, just the way I liked it.