  just got home tired late afternoon Unable to do my scheduled task, I got stuck into a bookstore where I could read profusely.
I comfortably sit in a somewhat comfortable sitting area, with two people in my left, who happen to be lovers. I transpired to be reading a novel, ‘Rolling the R’s’, written by a great author whom I forgot the name. ( What a shame! ) It’s on the tip of my tongue. Why in the world did I forget his name when I’m decided to look for his other works?
He’s really good, by the way, he’s also local, but residing in New York, ata. I’ll check on these again. I certainly recommend the book. It’s about Filipino immigrants in Hawaii back in the 70’s. It embarks upon love and relationships, gay and straight. Katrina-trina, Edgar, Vicente, Florante are one of the protagonists. They’re friends, Edgar is a self-confessed homo (confirmed since he saw his Dad butt-naked inside their bathroom on his third grade years) concurrently, Vicente and Florante are the closeted type.
Umm… enough of this, before I get carried away, and make a whole review. It’s a good read, talaga! While I’m contented reading, the two people beside me were quite making a scene ( although not a big one ). They’re baby talking and smooching (quite) one another, oblivious of my presence. I don’t know why I took notice of them, when I, usually, don’t care. Is it because of what I’m reading? Or is it just me? Maybe I’m being envious they have each other and I’m by myself?
(Huh? ) I read a line in the book, ‘.. love don’t last …’ Really? Then why the hell, for almost two years, I could not forget about the one person I ever got involved with in my life. Then, I’m thinking, ‘what if, I become sweet, would he stay? ‘what if…blah, blah, blah. There’s a lot of what if’s. I kept thinking it was my fault. Kept asking why does a good start comes to a bitter end. (nyaai! kinikilabutan na’ko. ) Ha, one could really not avoid the clutches of being baduy, and thinking baduy, even once in its pathetic existence.
Hay, you really had to go through a lot in this life. Sometimes, you believe in things that aren’t true. But you’ll soon forget, everything passes. I just wish I could forget about it tomorrow… 
