"in life, we come across humps and bumps. we stumble. we fall. we bleed. every wound forms a scar and every scar has a great story. each story reminds us of how we fought life's challenges and trials and how we remained strong and genuine all throughout"
-- Mirthedle B. de Vera --
Late last night, 8th of June, i was with my friend Rochelle as we both took a long walk going to the busy streets of our little city. the moon is on its proudest form while the stars glitters brightly on the black heavens. i feel cold all night even when i already wore a jacket. im sick. yes, i was sick since last Thursday, feeling so weak with my cough that triggers my headache, a colds that seemed not to run out. yes, i drink more than one gram of medicine everyday (vitamin C and a multi-vitamins, both 500mg each) i also drink an expectorant syrup for my cough. yes, all these medicines are making me more sick. i always despised drinking medicine. i hate routinely done activities as much as i hate drinking medicines. but i was left with no choice but to drink those medicines.
i sent out an SMS to Rochelle informing her that im passing by her house to fetch her because i needed someone to talk to. so while we're walking and talking, we're discussing about her and her boyfriend (whom i forgot the name). "everything is fine" she said and directly asked how im doing as of the moment. "i am good though i am currently boyfriend-less" i replied while laughing. "having no boyfriend doesn't make me less a woman" i continued.
as we continued walking and eating grilled peanuts, we kept on discussing anything that came across our minds, Rochelle is a talker, she has this wide ideas and she will always be this bubbly, simple and straight forward person whom I've known since i was kindergarten. she will always be this person who knew the real jet-jet from with in. she can always read me like a transparent book. she knows when i out-0f-nowhere popped out in their door steps and cry like a baby on her shoulders.
since it was sunday, we easily noticed that there are lovers (teens and trying to be teens) having a little smooching, holding-hands-while-walking, staring-at-each-other-scenario views. and all Rochelle and i uttered was: "right.. just right". we also noticed few formed groups, one of them was this almost-like biblical group singing worship songs, one group also looks like an emo (you know those teen men and women wearing all blacks from head to toe --- the new generation X or something like that). some brought their guitars and sang their songs as if theres no tomorrow. there are also group of teenagers dancing (or maybe practicing a dance). kids are all over the place and it was really fun looking at their faces. the place was well lit and police station is just around the corner.
the small city of Tagum (which is about 55Km. North of Davao City) is really progressing and it's nice to know that the place where i was born and raised is economically developing. the building of the new SM and Gaisano Mall is highly anticipated by the Tagumeños.
Anyway, i was sick and yet i felt like i wasn't sick at all. i had fun chatting to Rochelle though i felt sad from with in, but Rochelle somehow eased everything and made me smile. atleast for a moment or two, she made me forget my problems. and i thanked her for that.
-- Mirthedle B. de Vera --
Late last night, 8th of June, i was with my friend Rochelle as we both took a long walk going to the busy streets of our little city. the moon is on its proudest form while the stars glitters brightly on the black heavens. i feel cold all night even when i already wore a jacket. im sick. yes, i was sick since last Thursday, feeling so weak with my cough that triggers my headache, a colds that seemed not to run out. yes, i drink more than one gram of medicine everyday (vitamin C and a multi-vitamins, both 500mg each) i also drink an expectorant syrup for my cough. yes, all these medicines are making me more sick. i always despised drinking medicine. i hate routinely done activities as much as i hate drinking medicines. but i was left with no choice but to drink those medicines.
i sent out an SMS to Rochelle informing her that im passing by her house to fetch her because i needed someone to talk to. so while we're walking and talking, we're discussing about her and her boyfriend (whom i forgot the name). "everything is fine" she said and directly asked how im doing as of the moment. "i am good though i am currently boyfriend-less" i replied while laughing. "having no boyfriend doesn't make me less a woman" i continued.
as we continued walking and eating grilled peanuts, we kept on discussing anything that came across our minds, Rochelle is a talker, she has this wide ideas and she will always be this bubbly, simple and straight forward person whom I've known since i was kindergarten. she will always be this person who knew the real jet-jet from with in. she can always read me like a transparent book. she knows when i out-0f-nowhere popped out in their door steps and cry like a baby on her shoulders.
since it was sunday, we easily noticed that there are lovers (teens and trying to be teens) having a little smooching, holding-hands-while-walking, staring-at-each-other-scenario views. and all Rochelle and i uttered was: "right.. just right". we also noticed few formed groups, one of them was this almost-like biblical group singing worship songs, one group also looks like an emo (you know those teen men and women wearing all blacks from head to toe --- the new generation X or something like that). some brought their guitars and sang their songs as if theres no tomorrow. there are also group of teenagers dancing (or maybe practicing a dance). kids are all over the place and it was really fun looking at their faces. the place was well lit and police station is just around the corner.
the small city of Tagum (which is about 55Km. North of Davao City) is really progressing and it's nice to know that the place where i was born and raised is economically developing. the building of the new SM and Gaisano Mall is highly anticipated by the Tagumeños.
Anyway, i was sick and yet i felt like i wasn't sick at all. i had fun chatting to Rochelle though i felt sad from with in, but Rochelle somehow eased everything and made me smile. atleast for a moment or two, she made me forget my problems. and i thanked her for that.
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