I love traveling to different places. And I would love to explore places I’ve never been to. The only hindrance is funds. Oh well…

Soon. I can feel it

I just came back from the bank. Going there, I saw someone I know. But I can’t remember her name so I just looked away. And then going back to the office, I saw four more people that I know. I still can’t remember their names!!!

Darn it!

One of them even stopped and looked at me, probably expecting me to greet him. Aargh! I can’t remember his name.

Is this memory gap? Hahahahah

*****

With regards to my previous post, I am okay now. Bahala na lang siya if he does not want to speak to me. Life is like that.

There are certain things in our lives that are a mystery to us. Like falling in love with someone and then realizing after a while that falling for that someone was not an option. And it should never have been an option because it was totally wrong.

That’s how it was with me. I’ve never been one to be blindsided by that so-called love at first sight phenomenon. But it happened to me. Big time.

I met Paolo at a convention for non-Accountants. I was one of the speakers and he’s one of the attendees. He owns a number of businesses and has always been good with numbers except that he wants to be able to understand Accounting really well. I made my presentation as simple as possible so that my attendees will be able to understand the subject easily. And I probably made an impression because one of the executives present approached me after the lecture. He was Paolo Sandoval.

He asked so many things that he wanted clarified. He asked about goodwill, merger, ROI. He asked about depreciation. I remember, I had a good laugh about that. Maybe that did it. I was not even fully aware that we ended up having coffee afterwards.

After that meeting, I didn’t hear from him for days. He was out of my mind until I saw him at a restaurant I frequent with friends. He was there with some business associates. And when our eyes met, we knew. I knew something was building between us. It was just a matter of time before we both acknowledge it.

*to be continued

They’ve been “friends” for quite a while now. Three years and twenty one days to be exact. They met through her officemate. They talk a lot. They go out on Fridays. And weekends. They go to church together. Ella was introduced to his family. Rodney met the whole clan.

But their relationship was vague. They’re not officially boyfriend-girlfriend. There was never any mention of a relationship but they say everything short of the three magical words.

Rodney met her friends already. They’re raving about him. Funny, sweet, thoughtful, a family man, street smart… qualities that she likes in her man.

Ella’s never met his but some officemates. Okay with her because what’s important is that she met the whole family.

She’s wrong.

Little did she know that there was another girl in his life. Another one who met the whole family, friends and everyone in his life. The one that he keeps mentioning is his ‘bestfriend’.

She saw them, inside a dimly lit restaurant. She was there with some friends. They were as shocked as her when they saw them kiss. It was not a kiss meant for friends. It was a kiss only two lovers share.

She left the restaurant in a huff. She never looked back.

That was 10 years ago.

She was never whole after that.

“George! We’re late!!!”

So, what’s new? This has been the “normal” routine for George or better yet, Georgina Gorospe. George to family and friends. She’s attempting to put up a recruitment company and she needs to go to various government agencies to secure numerous licenses.

“Darn!” 8:30AM reads the wall clock. Vinnie is waiting for her downstairs to accompany her to DTI. He’s been waiting for her for over an hour now. “Double darn!”

This has been cooking in my mind for sometime now. I want this one to be here so I get reminded.

Stay tuned for the whole of this scene.

There are persons in your life that you oftentimes take for granted. These are the people that most often than not, are the important ones… those that matter.

I admit, I take you for granted at times.

I thought you’d always be here with me and we’d get out of here together. I thought I’d always have someone to call whenever “they” annoy me. I thought my lunch and meryenda buddy would always be here, just a holler away come 12noon or 4pm.

I was wrong.

I’m writing this post to rectify my mistake…

I’m writing this to say…

THANK YOU… for everything.

For all the gripe sessions we had;
For all the times you were there to sympathize;
For all the laughter;
For sharing a part of your life with me;
For everything.

I will always cherish all those times, sis. It’ll forever be a part of me.

Let’s keep in touch.