..when words fail, music speaks.. [COMPLETE]

Chappie 83

A/N: Hola, doodibels! Masyado bang malalim yung lecture ni sir Dave? Actually, simple na nga yun. Haha. I mean, for others especially the baby ones, hindi niyo pa magegets yung meaning nun. Pwede niyong magets pero yung full understanding with all the emotions, baka hindi pa unless you've been to that experience. Baka iniisip niyo na ang dami kong experience. No, of course not. Galing lang yun sa Philosophy professor ko last semester. Astig ang Philo, swear. 

Dun sa mga gusto pang maging malawak ang pang-unawa sa usapan ng puso, you can read Philosophy of Human Person books by Manuel Dy. Or for deeper and simpler one, you can look for the book of Pope John Paul II with the title, Loving and Responsibility. 

I think the world needs to read those books, especially the teenagers. Kasi love is not just an issue of possessing somebody. I hope that through this story, some thoughts have been cleared. And also, I hope na may napulot kayo somehow. 

I'm not so good with Philo pa eh. But I'm telling you, para sa mga confused sa buhay at kahulugan nito, you might want to take it up in college. It's a very interesting field. =) 

So there, this is dedicated to Ate Mich na talagang miss na miss ko na. Ilang buwan na kaming hindi nag-uusap dito sa watty. Haha. Happy graduation, ate! Naaamoy ko na toga~

Sa iba, salamat sa patuloy na pagbabasa. God bless you all and may you all enjoy your life. Dance till you drop! 

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“Actually, Mimi, may naghahanap kasi sayo. Yun na lalaking yun oh.” Sabi ni Darren paglabas namin ng building. May tinuro siya dun sa ilalim ng puno. Familiar sakin yung lalaking nakatalikod. Wait. Focus. Zoom.

“Si kuya Storm. Ano kailangan niya? Pwede naman siyang magtext.” Lumapit ako kay kuya Storm na mukhang busy makipaglaro sa isang pusang ligaw.

“Hey sir.” Lumingon siya bigla. Mukhang nagulat. Haha.

“Oh there you are, pretty missie. Let’s go?”

“Where?”

“Heaven.”

“I’ve been there. God exported me again.”

“Oh, that’s..” Tapos tumawa kami bigla. 

“Ano po kailangan niyo?”

“Nothing. Dave’s just keeping you away from me.” Nagfrown siya. Haha. Matagal na din kasi kaming hindi nagkikita. Lagi siyang wala sa resto eh.

“He wouldn’t do that.”

“Of course, he will. He’s my frienemy.” Aba, ang drama ng lalaking ‘to,haha.

“You plan to go somewhere else?” Tanong ko. Biglang nagliwanag ang mukha niya.

“You want to come with me?”

“If it’s a good place, then I will.”

“It’s heaven.”

“I don’t want to die yet.”

“Nah, just kidding. I just wanted to tell you that I’ll be your manager from now on.”

“Hah?! Ano po?!?”

Kinuha niya cellphone niya. “Manager. Okay, let’s define manager.  In Encarta dictionaries, a manager—“

“What do you mean you’ll be my manager? Am I sort of a celebrity or something?”

“Oh, you don’t know?!”

“What do I don’t know?”

“Dave didn’t tell you? Oh, obviously. Alright, I’ll tell you. You are not just studying in Europe. You are going to be a soloist in one of the orchestras there. So, you need manager. And no one else can fulfill that role except me.”