My letter to Karissa 11/16/2007. Nagkakailangan na kasi sa office. Just read it.
Dear Lola Karing,
Hindi ako galit sa iyo. Malayong mang yari yun. Pwamis. Magalit na ako sa lahat ng tao dito sa Magellan, isama mo na si Fred. Pero sa iyo, hindi talaga mangyayari yun. Pwamis. Cross my … heart. Hahaha. Pwamis.
Actually, naguluhan lang talaga ako sa mga pangyayari. I know we are ok pa naman last Sunday morning. Or are we not? Then biglang wala, parang biglang ang lamig. It feels like umiiwas ka na sa akin. Cold reaction sa TS messages, sa text, sa tawag, deadma.
I guess, I am just taking the hints.
Well, it has been a great time for me. Seeing you smile, you laugh, with glasses, with the curly locks. It was something. Lalo na when i hear you sing. wow. How can I be ‘galit’ with that. When I am near you, iba eh. Andoon yung kaba, the sweaty palms, may biglaang loss for words, I can’t look at you. I steal glimpses. If i could only be arrested, i’d be booked as a thief.
It was something I have never felt for years. Something na masarap palang madama ulit. Sabi ko nga kay Carol, you brought the smile back to me. Something I have lost.
So ayan. Would you still say na galit ako sa iyo? Hindi no! 😛
Hacking my Way through Life 
Ang reply nya:
Lolo Deks;
ok, hindi din ako galit sayo. promise. haha. kidding aside, i just want to say i’m sorry if i caused you to have all sorts of negative feelings because of my actions. that’s the last thing i wanted to do.
well about this:
(Actually, naguluhan lang talaga ako sa mga pangyayari. I know we are ok pa naman last Sunday morning. Or are we not? Then biglang wala, parang biglang ang lamig. It feels like umiiwas ka na sa akin. Cold reaction sa TS messages, sa text, sa tawag, deadma.)
i apologize for that as well. i admit that i’ve been both purposefully and unintentionally evasive and a bit unfriendly these past few days. I guess I’m just naiilang. I panicked. To tell you the truth, I dont know how to handle these kinds of situations. Although it might not seem like it, I get really uncomfortable when people notice me too much, or show too much affection. I’m not used to that. I don’t know how to react.
and about this:
(Well, it has been a great time for me.)
what does that mean?