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From Afar

Getting your well-deserved promotion
Exploring the mysterious yet exciting world
I wish I could say I’m happy for you
But I can only be joyful for you from afar

The loss of someone important to you
A rejection that breaks your heart
I wish I could be there for you
But I can only be sad for you from afar

An intimate party with the ones you love
A massive show with you as the main star
I hope I can be glorious with you
But I can only say cheers to you from afar

All of these scenarios running in my mind
I’m uncertain if they happened or not
I only have these alternate trajectories
While I’m sure you’re enjoying life from afar

Then one day, the universe gave an answer
One alternate trajectory turned reality
One day, I walked and enjoyed the quiet
Then I saw you from afar

Your smile was beaming, beautiful as ever
Enjoying a meal with the ones you love
Our bond’s end shattered my world
But now I’m happy for you from afar

I have to live with the bittersweet truth:
My absence led to your happiness
So, even if it breaks my heart
I have to grow old with you from afar

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Header image: Nazila Azimzada of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

30-Minute Warning XVI

So, what can I write here under 30 minutes?

The past few days have been memorable. Let me list down:

On February 12, I walked from my home to Arcovia City with my Mother and cousin May… and then we walked back home. I hope to walk and jog to places other than Three Trees because changing my routine is nice.

On February 13, I finally got the posters featuring Riki “Riddle” LeCotey’s Wednesday Addams cosplay, and all 3 posters were signed with “Happy birthday, DW!” I’m on cloud nine even now. Ms. Riddle is such a nice lady. I hope she visits a comic con in the Philippines this year or later.

On February 14, I attended Mass with my Mother and cousins for Ash Wednesday, and then we had some burgers and milkshakes at Shake Shack. My stomach is happy.

On February 15, I attended a gig organized by my younger brothers and their team. Even if I’m not much of a nocturnal as I was, it was nice seeing bands rock it out live until 12am. I hope to see more musical acts this year.

And then I started today, February 16, with a chicken drumstick meal with my younger brothers at Frankie’s BGC. It has been a while since we ate there, and we missed it. After our late dinner, we went home and I slept like a baby. Good thing I didn’t have work to do, so I took it easy. Tonight I went to my favorite cafe Satchmi, had a baked ziti and iced tea, and I updated my journal after.

Right now I’m finishing this post while I’m drinking my Jack and Coke. The weekend has officially begun!

And time’s up.

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Header image: Josh Sorenson of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.

30-Minute Warning XIII

Surprise! I’m blogging on a Sunday at 1am!

I just drank 3 Jack and Cokes that I mixed myself. And before that, I bought 4 cans of Jack and Coke and 1.5L of Coke Zero at the nearest 7-Eleven. I’m running out of Jack Daniel’s whiskey, so I must buy another bottle before 2023 ends.

You’re wondering, “The Deranged Writer surely drinks a lot of Jack and Coke.” Yes, I am. But in my defense, I only drink during weekends unless I’m in a gig or a social event during weekdays (which rarely happens; the social events I go to usually happen during weekends or late Thursdays). I know that eventually I will lessen my drinking as I get older, but right now I’m enjoying being buzzed after drinking my favorite alcoholic drink. I’m 33, for crying out loud.

Last night, I did something I had never done before: take a bath while being tipsy or drunk. I don’t even know if I did my entire routine step by step, but I’m sure I feel refreshed right now. A few cans of Jack and Coke and a cold bath = perfect combination.

This morning, I need to run errands at the mall. I’m sure there will be more people at the mall because of the Christmas rush, so I need to go to the mall as early as possible and accomplish what I need to accomplish. After that, I will go to my favorite spot Satchmi, have my affogato, and write in my journal there, and then I will attend Night 3 of the anticipated Simbang Gabi.

What else? Oh! I’m listening to Sheryl Crow’s “If It Makes You Happy” on repeat. It still screams what I’m feeling right now.

And time’s up.

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