On Missing

Suddenly, I felt the very familiar feeling of missing. Missing doesn't account that you're lonely or even sad as of the moment. I believe it's a perfectly independent feeling rooting from memories and nostalgia.

I'm in the mood for reminiscin' so here goes the list:

I miss the days when we, my college barkada and I, would just hang out at Meri's place. It doesn't matter if it's for a plate or we just simply want to spend the night there. With Mommy and Daddy and Frankee taking care of us, I always thought of them as the semi-perfect family I dreamed to have. And they considered/consider me as their adopted son and brother. We would eat chocolate, watch music videos until we fall asleep. We would wake up with Mommy's uber yummy Adobo. A lot of things happened there in Meri's house. A lot of memories I owe to them: Fio, Meri, Charm, Frankee, Mommy, Daddy, Meggy, Abi, Tina, Ruth, Tella, Kate, Ina, Che, Arianne, Tita Baby, Tito Silver, Fiona, Tito Boy/Box, Kuya Carlo, Crissy, Kiko, Ej, Jet, Dan, Edu, Ian, Kevin, Touki. They somehow changed my life, one way or the other.

I miss Fio. This person is the most recurrent in my memory bank. Close friends know why. Closest friends know how much. I miss the times when we laugh almost all of the time, who am I kiddin'? We laugh all the time. I remember when we used to hang out every second of our lives. We eat isaw, fishball, liempohan, Aegis, Cocoy's, Eskinita... I miss the days that I tell her everything, I so want it to be like that again, we tell each other everything, every single detail of what's happening. I just miss Fio.

I miss Carlo and Dave, my bestest guy friends. They know me inside and out. We used to hangout here in our house, videoke singing our hearts out, crying for someone we know we'll laugh about in time, eating dinner, sleepovers... I miss how much they were so reachable. Just one call away. But now, I hardly get to talk to them, busy with work, with review, with other businesses and pleasures. With that I also miss my high school barkada whom I owe so much memories: Bob, Bang, Yuyi, Jelo, Sheena, Tats, Jave, Spreekee, Tip, Jeracel, Jv, Meann, Lenlen, Mane, Sm, Algien, Kate, Irish, Kathy, Chris. The list goes on but I'm too lazy to remember everyone.

I miss CCP days with Ira. The late afternoon jogs. The pseudo workout sessions and the struggling badminton games. I miss hanging out, just gossiping, living life drinking coffee after a day's work. I miss you guys: Shayne, Ate Cel, Rhea, Ate Rheea, Kuya Vads, Kuya Mon, Mervin, Jheannie, Ayie, Ivy, Arjay...

I miss the Condo days. We used to hangout in a condo at Dapitan, Time. We would magic sing, watch dvds (one tree hill, saw, 50 first dates), share ghost stories... Oh how I miss these guys: Pilo, Giz, Eing, Carla, Charm(again), and their barkadas as well. There are a lot of people attached with a lot of memories goin' on my head right now that I choose not to write. Believe me or not, I do miss them too.

(Weirdness: The Scientist just played on my speakers)

I miss the days when I don't do anything but love. I am annoyingly loving at one point. From simple things to the not so simple things. I miss the days when I just go out and love the green grass of the university's field, love the tangy smell of the old Chinatown, love the rain seeping in my full clothing, love the view of the city lights on a building roof top... I miss loving carefreely.

I miss the days when everything is free. When everything I buy comes from my allowance. I miss not worrying about money.

I miss family. The roller coaster of emotions you feel around them. You miss them simply because they are family, they are a part of you. I miss: Titay, Tito roy, Allen, Fraser, Ate Anne, Tito Dennis, Tita Beth...long list.

I miss a lot. I miss often. That's why I seize every moment of my life. I literally savor the moment I spend no matter with whom, or where. I cherish every second because I know there will come a time that I will miss that situation, and by the time I'll do, I want to remember it vividly, clearly. I am happy I'd shared my life with them one way or the other.