Science of Sleep

Everything will turn out the way you want,
if you'd just stop doubting that i love you.

NOSTALGIA

It's been exactly one week since i was home (without my parents' knowledge) and i am already suffering from withdrawal.

So here's a list of the things i miss most about Cebu:

My lovely hostess Val who put my plane ticket on her credit card, picked me up from the airport, fed me ( sonja's cupcakes!), dragged her sick self to Loft and woke up at an
UNGODLY hour to let me in the house. I LOVE YOU VALERIE!

SEX TALK with a shockingly experienced certain someone, her knowledge on a wide array of contraceptives( including vibrating ones!) plus demonstrations on certain sexual positions that I have been advised to 'try sometime'. You know who you are, and i miss you dearly!

Cigarette breaks, lesbo kisses, drunken mistakes, wake up calls, relationship analysis, pigging out, 300, learning THE lingo with RONI

Katsua- dressing me up, fixing my hair, doing my make-up, bitch fits- with me (for moving too much) and ahem someone else (for undisclosed reasons)

our conversations/confessions....

"NABUANG NA KA?!", "AMBUT NIMU SAMELISE OI!"

which (despite my fear of the Queen's WRATH) eventually led to...

"Kevs, you know ill always be here maski ma unsa paka"

and the brutal honesty that can only come from someone who loves you unconditionally.

PAOIE BITCH, we're losing our touch aren't we? It's time for a comeback!

- our BESO contest!
( i love your hair!, nice shoes!, you look great!, wanna fuck? etcetera etcetera)
- our failed efforts to look cool
- disgusting tequila shots
- conversations on how FANTASTIC 300 is!
-SHAWARMA time (KAYATA LAMIA DOH!)
-vivid descriptions of the female genitalia- a topic that never fails to amuse us.

i can go on and on, but it would fill up this entire post.

One day, i shall create a masterful work of art, dedicated solely to you and our adventures together, my book worthy friend.

KAT, my best best friend , who, after a few glasses of WENG-WENG (which is the new cool drink in Cebu, yes?) said to me:

"Luod lagi kaayu ni, mas lami jud toh ang GINPO sa inyung balay"

after which, i informed her,

"that's cause di mana ginpo, weng- weng mana"

We, of course, found this terribly amusing. Forgive us, we were drunk.

We then tried to determine what exactly is in this Weng- Weng drink.

We couldn't quite figure it out, and no one else seemed to know. So we moved on to other things, like VODKA downed with tap water.

TEVES- who put on his shoes and left his big bag at home to come to Vudu with us, got me free drinks, helped SEXIFY me, bought me a HELLOKITTY ring (which scraped my skin off), shared my affinity for LE DISKO (spock rocker with your dirty eyes) and in the spirit of appearing soshal - ordered a white chocolate martini.

Thank you for putting up with me despite my hormonal lapses in judgement. You know i love you, dearest

MITZVIKKI- cause she's Mitz, and everyone loves Mitz! her sweetness, her thoughtfulness, her impossible perkiness, her sugar-free cookies, and just the things she says that bring out the best in even the most cynical of us.

Yes, i miss Cebu. TERRIBLY.

I miss SIOMAI SA TISA and SINANGAG.

I miss LECHON AND PUSO.

I miss thinking "I feel like going to the beach today" and actually being ABLE to.

I miss how you can leave home ten minutes before the start of a movie and still catch all the trailers.

I miss how you can't go anywhere without running into someone you know. (which i forgot, hence my appearance in Ayala looking like a crack whore)

I miss hanging out, for hours at a time, in Eastwest or Starbucks (downstairs).

I miss not having to think about what I'm going to say before i say it.

I miss my friends, more than anything.

I miss the easy existence of being with the people i love- and not having to constantly work on things and relationships as we do here.

Every day i wake up in this city, is a struggle to find a reason to stay.