On Celebration and Death in a Day

Sept. 6, 2012
Wednesday

I only spent fifteen pesos for my all my meals.(I just bought a bottle of RC.) Erli cooked his signature Spaghetti Special for brunch and dinner. Xander convinced the other dorm mates to let me buy Selecta Triple Chocolate (but due to a guard's glare in Mercury Drug-Teresa, I manage to buy Nestle Temptations Double Dutch desire with free sugar lite cones instead), ice and Coke for the midnight snack. Both used my labor and time in purchasing plus money from Mark a.k.a "the birthday celebrator". Sure enough, I benefited from it...

Until the death of Rham came (along with the Bukidnon Quake and Tutuban Mall Fire) .

Memories of mine convincing costumers in a bar by a comedic improvisation monologue for his fund raising flashed fast. I remember him as the one of the loving two exes of a clan crush whom I almost kissed on the lips but my lips landed on the nose instead. I thought he could get through with his stomach or intestinal infection that nearly blinded him if we didn't raise funds in time like how he moved on with that prominent player. I knew he won't go on the birthday of his closest friend and also a loving ex of his playboy. Fate proved us wrong.

Then, pain followed while eating my benefits from the feast. Silence jumped in to arouse gratitude. Gratitude for letting that clan crush be crushed by befriending, helping and standing by his loving exes played Alanis Morissette's Thank You in my mind.

I just didn't thank him for waking my intelligence quotient in love and improvisation in acting.

What a perplexing paradox in this fleeting Paradise!