manila girl for a night

to boyong and jessie and alan and pia and melay and the brief glimpse of shibby. old friends, new music. to akelle and chino and the drunken rf? tama ba spelling??? new friends. i missed the gig, but i was there for the win. super plan x rules!!!! period.

to michael, ozzy, my friend, my dear, my dearest dearest friend.

amazing.

three hours before i saw you i was drowning in the tears i fought not to cry.

then there you guys were.

four hours, blue room, bottles of beer, bad sisig, and good tight bear hugs, commiserating comments, sympathy, no nonsense brutal frankness-care of ozzy later,

much, much better.

the tears are still there, but farther away from the surface. but now i can say nothing and mean it.

amazing.