“Jan..”
“O?”
“Buko juice, o..”
“[slurp]“
My father and I already reconciled through a buko juice [yes..you've read it right]. He offered me a glass and we seated together on the dining table. We drank off ’til the last drop [naks..nomo?! haha]. I couldn’t believe it would happen. It might sound simple pero ganun talaga yung nangyari. I feel more okay than before. No more burdens for me.
Buko juice–our pride. We [my father and i] already knocked it down.
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Speaking about Ethel Carlo, I already found him through my cousin’s account. I have just invited him on Friendster. Yipee!
rakatak said,
November 29, 2007 @ 3:29 am
naks.
Geno said,
December 1, 2007 @ 2:17 am
Hi hi.
jaljalero said,
December 2, 2007 @ 9:23 am
ty geno 4 dropping
rakatak said,
December 4, 2007 @ 12:20 pm
dati ganyan din kami ng father ko. pero bago siya mamatay ayos na kami. gaya niyo. sana magtuloy-tuloy na iyan
jaljalero said,
December 4, 2007 @ 1:02 pm
i hope things wouldn’t happen like yours.. i’m afraid. :c