happy hunting ground

happy hunting ground

Friday, July 11, 2008

maam

its the 12th of july at nearing 3 am in the morning. In a few hours from now i would be taking my first law exam, which is in the civil code. Im supposed to be studying at the moment, but this is by far the longest time i have studied in my whole lifetime in one subject. I had to be familiar with 51 Articles since memorizing them in toto will be unbelievably unattainable. Im trying to get a break so my brain break asunder.
In a while ill be calling her again. She just had a fever, and i hope by tomorow shell be fine with the paracetamols we bought.i cant stop thinking about her. Everyday i would think about her even if i tried all my best not to.

Tonight as i left her to herself with a descending fever, i thought of how beautiful she was leaning back against that wooden chair. With a wet hankerchief on her forehead, she was closing her eyes, and her hair partially covered her face. Even though she was literally chilling, and sick, i thought she was the prettiest lady in the whole world. And how lucky i was just to sit beside her as i fold one of my photocopies to fan her. I thought of how many times i have seen her, and adored her, and relentlessly think of her.

And despite of the countless times i think of her, i think I will never get tired of looking at her.

1 comment:

travail said...

its the 20th day of july at 11pm..he posted this blog last week when i was literally sick and i just red this last night..it was really out of my mind that he could write a hundred words about me and i guess he could write more..hehehe..we had a little misunderstanding a while ago..there's no problem with him actually..it is me who really the problem, i guess i have this personality disorder (hehehe) that will always start a hasty fight with senseless reasons..i just don't know why..and here he comes, still loving me even if he cannot understand me at all..im so grateful for that - having the man who will never get tired of loving me..and i'll never get tired of loving him too..

he'll call me any moment from now..i'll txt him when i finish writing..he doesn't know that i replied on this letter and i'll never tell him..it is for him to find out..hehehe..i always think of him too and i cannot get him out of my mind - his face serves as a tattoo on the 4 lobes of my brain including my midbrain down to my brain stem..and i guess that answers the question why i cannot help myself not to think of him..i cannot help talking about him all the time - to my family, friends, relatives, church members, and even to the people who doesn't care to listen..hehehe..i'll be unceasingly be proud of him..having him is such a most exquisite blessing..

i always wanted him to know how lucky i am having him but he cannot feel it-he cannot feel me..i don't know what to do..i really want to make him the happiest person in this world but i know this is not the right time yet sooner it will come to pass..hehehe..i honestly and literally had a headache now..i cannot think of any words to say anymore just to express how grateful i am for having him..i guess i have to go..i still have to txt him and kiss him good night even through celphones only..

i'll be forever grateful having the man who wrote and created this blog..