it's almost 6 am..
and i'm still very much awake.
aside from my java moments last night,
i started browsing through the pictures in my multiply.
then i saw pics of our old house, my old room,
the parties i had there, my billiard table, my bottle collection,
and so many other things....
it made me home-sick. yes you got it right...i said home-sick.
i don't really feel like this place we're staying now is our home.
that house in sikatuna...that was a home. well...this one..
its just a place we stay in.
there are days that i still hope that this is all just a dream...
and i'll be waking up to my old room. conveniently lighting up
a cigarette in my majestic bathroom then my usual morning
routine. walking down the stairs..seeing aling ne, mopping
the floor and heading to the kitchen to find something
to munch on, while watching tv in our sala within the kitchen!:(
well..maybe its really hard to part with 20 years....
i'll hold all those memories in my heart...
fuck this crap!!!i love my old house!!!
i hope we find something like that soon!!!!!
adios.
