This is lifted from a screenplay I wrote for one of my college organizations. We were so prepared to shoot it but we had some problems. And by “problems,” I mean budget. It’s a romantic comedy tentatively called “7-Night Stand.” Anyway, this is just one scene. 34 EXT ROOFTOP – Later that night Marco and Nicole are on the rooftop. Lying on a mat on the floor. Next to each other. But with a foot distance between them. It’s almost midnight. The moon, their only light source. They have not said anything since the moment they reached the rooftop. For…
From Love
My lovelife — good, bad, and sometimes, ugly.
EDSA
It could have been a horrible Saturday. I was in the passenger seat. It was a bit raining. Normally, EDSA gets on my nerves. That’s why I thank God for the MRT. I may have had more than my share of almost-raped mornings while on it but it’s fast and my flat and office are a stone’s throw from train stations. I abhor travelling across the metropolis if not on the train. Like that night. That Saturday night, the traffic was more terrible than usual. I don’t drive but I know that EDSA is so not a driver’s paradise road.…
Awkward
THE MAN IN THE OFFICE RESTROOM Last Thursday, I entered the washroom but the two urinals were already taken so I figured I’d just use a cubicle. As I was walking towards the stalls, I accidentally knocked over a Starbucks tumbler sitting on the sink. It didn’t hit the floor but it made a loud noise still. One of the guys at the urinals turned in my direction. OMG. OMG. OMG. It was the cute guy I always see in the same restroom almost every day. I had told my officemate about him a number of times. There was a…
How to Survive Falling in Love Without Getting Hurt*
1. Draw the line first. Know where you stand and how far you could go. 2. Never expect. It’s bad for you. 3. Never assume. It’s bad for everyone. Yun lang. 😉 *a repost, original published on my old blog
Despondency
The comedy is that even after all this time, we’re still like this. The tragedy is that we’re still like this. And that’s just nasty. Oh well.
The Line That Must Not Be Crossed
Another short conversation with a friend over Yahoo Messenger. Yoshke: Done reading? Friend: Aye aye. Sweet. Mushy. Yoshke: Should I say “Thanks?” Friend: lol. How come all your short, short, short stories are about friends falling in love? Yoshke: NOT ALL. Just the ones I post on my blog. Friend: Tell me, are you in love with a friend? Yoshke: No. 🙂 Friend: Don’t tell me it’s me. Yoshke: Whoah, is it just me or it really turned windy here? Friend: You’re corny. Yoshke: And you’re presumptuous! Assuming much? Friend: So why the fascination? Yoshke: I just love writing about it…
7 Missed Calls
Seven missed calls. When I saw this flashed on my cellphone screen this morning, I knew my day would end this way. In a walk along this road connecting the college to Commonwealth Avenue. With you. It’d been a while. “How have you been?” Your voice was a bit shaky. If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you were nervous. “Great,” I answered with a slice across my lower face. “And you? How’s London?” “Well, it’s still London.” A slight laughter went through your lips. And then, silence. I tried to come up with something to say to keep…
Tell Me I’m Not Writing into an Abyss or That is What Will Become of My Heart
Status: keep bleeding love. Music: Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis, Love Song – Sara Bereilles I know Dohna has already posted this video on her blog but I just want to share this to my readers, too. This is sooooo cute. Watch it now, now, NOW!!! My Gawd! Life is so unfair! That little boy has a friggin’ love life?!?! And I? Ugh, I’d rather not mention. Haha. Anyway, Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!