(CAUTION: NOT for people who have strong gag reflexes)
Last Saturday morning, I woke up at 9am, mulled for a bit then opened the tube. Still lazy to get up, I hugged my pillow tight and closed my eyes for a bit. Thoughts were running like “What was I dreaming of last night?” and “what is the game plan today?” Mind continued to wander.
I opened my eyes. Did a double take. Cocked my head to the ceiling. A blue note (from my Ragnarok notepad) was taped to my ceiling.
“Good morning Mahal.” The note read.
My face broke into a smile. I hit speed dial #1. Ring Ring. No answer. He must still be snoozing.
Dear Bubba,
You are the biggest reason why I smile in the morning. With or without a note.
Love,
Boozie
Tags: Ceiling, Love, Manila, San Juan, Surprise
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May 17th, 2008 at 9:34 pm
i am half happy, half sad..
half happy coz, ang sweet nyong dalawa
half sad.. bec i dont have anyone to be sweet too…
May 18th, 2008 at 12:15 am
awwwww cute!!!