I'm back. Spent yesterday at Cantimpla, doing art, thinking, contemplating, missing, and ironically being sun burned. It was superbly cold. Like the kind of weather you'd think about while listening to Coldplay. I missed James a lot there. God. It was the outdoors. i tried, believe me, I tried not to think about my life in the city, but he's just there like a ghost that haunts me had even at daylight. I miss too badly. But i did enjoy myself. thought stuff. said stuff. shouted at the mountains that absolutely didn't give a fuck of my being there. They just said all the stuff I shouted back...mountains are rude. But I also learned to respect them...hiking traversing its massive unfriendly body. I haven't gone home yet. i haven't taken a bath. I didn't shit yet. I ate a lot. The sweet corn there is really sweet. I imagined one of my fantasaies of having sex outdoors. If he was there, we probably would...a lot of places , safe places to sneak into..sayang. Maybe not just once. sex. i miss sex. Basta I wished he was there. Our installation with kenneth and ja was made of cow dung. we lined them up on these terraces the locals made and abandoned. And topped each clump with cogon grass flowers. we were the only group that made installation art that was site-specific. HAHAHa. I rule! I enjoyed looking , hunting for cow dung. Lying down on banana leaves made me think. For some reason, maybe the cold, i so wanted to have sex... But no. NO one to do it with. we slept at this lodge on top of the mountain, fog, cold, rain. Wow. i loved it. I loved the burning cold. i loved lying down with my classmates or should I say friends(?) i dunno. basta I had fun. I loved the elements. i wanted to die there. Now I will try to remember everything, maybe it would counter James thoughts and leave me less stressed and less deprived. I miss him. Every day I miss him more... I hope he misses me too. wish ko lang.
gonna sing tomorrow for my Communications 3 class. Videoke.
i got accepted in the Visayas-Mindanao Writing Workshop. WhoaH.
Ms. Pinzon didn't tell me yet though...but she told owen and Joan....unusual.
Anyway, James, I miss you. wherever you are.
yen, liyo, chai,...I'm gonna miss you so much. thank you. Love you
Ver...See you around...kita niya ta...tabi nya ta...blog nya ta...together
Russ...stay alive...just stay alive.
Classmates and teachers...Thanks.
Gotta go. Peace and Love.
