DIARY NG TORPE

CHAPTER TWO:-can't Move On-

 Oh!! Yeah!! Malaki pala ang room ko dito kesa dun sa Italy.

Gusto ko to….

Nung ninanamnam ko na ang kasiyahan…..

Biglang… may kumatok sa pinto at….

“sir, Sam… mama po ninyo.. tumatawag”

Sabi ng madaldal na mayordoma…

“haitzz,!! Tssk tssk :(.

Bulong sa sarili habang kinukuha ang phone.

“ma?? Hello!!”

On the line…….

“iho, how’s your flight?? Nakarating kana sa bahay??

Be good my dear, wag mo bigyan ulit ng sakit ng ulo ang papa mo Ok??”

“yeah, I know… na yan ulit sasabihin mo ma!! Yah, I’m fine nothing to worry!! You don’t have to worry… your son is a gOOd guy J”

“owzzz??? Kuya.. is a lier!!”

pahabol na sabi ng kapatid kong makulit sa phone.

Binaba ko na ang phone.

As I said, may little sis ako… 2 years ang gap namin.

Siya din ang isa sa dahilan kong bakit ako napatapon dito.

I was suppose to graduate last year [2009], being a highschool student.

Yet, as I said “bad record”!! tsskk!!

Di talaga kami magkasundo ng kapatid ko.

Laging away doon, away dito… para ngang laging may WORLD WAR sa bahay eh. Kaya nga ang punta ko ay sa mga kaibigan kong bad influence.

Gusto ko naman mag pauto sa mga taong yun. Tanga talaga hahaha!!!

Hahayy, hanggang dito ba naman? bantay sarado??

Ano ba to?? Wala ng demokrasya sa sitwasyong ito…

Nahiga ako sa kama ko at bumalik ang 4th year life ko nung ako’y nasa Italy. Sa kasawiang palad babalik nanaman ako sa pagiging 4th year student dito sa Pilipinas.

Nagtanong ako sa sarili ko….??

Ba’t kaya ako naging ganito?? Talagang Playboy na ba talaga ako??

Nang dahil sa pangyayaring yun…..

FLASHBACK….

“ Sam, please let me go!! Don’t you hear me?!  I said let me go for I don’t love you anymore!!. Yes, you’re too good for me. I don’t deserve you and you don’t deserve me. Maybe our relationship is enough for us. I can’t handle this and I don’t want to pretend anymore  that I love you. Now, you’re free to have someone who really loves you. You deserve someone better than me. I’m really sorry for making you believe that I love you. Sorry Sam… and I would like to say thank you for loving me sincerely. Hope you’ll understand… cut our communications so that you can move on easily.”

Then she left me after she gave her last kiss…

I can’t help myself but to cry…. Dainah, my first girl of all, my universe, my love, broke up with me… [Feb. 15,20o9]

And that was the start of losing my way to the right. I admit, I can’t move on until now.. its May 15,2010. Its been 1 year and 4 months, trying to recover. Next month, starting of classes!! I’m not excited… I’m not happy.