trueyouandmixemotions

Shot last January 28, 2009

What’s happened to the setting Sun? An eclipse! Two days ago, the Moon eclipsed part of the Sun as visible from parts of Africa, Australia, and Asia. In particular the above image, taken from the Mall of Asia seawall, caught a partially eclipsed Sun setting over Manila Bay in the Philippines. Piers are visible in silhouette in the foreground. Eclipse chasers and well placed sky enthusiasts captured many other interesting and artistic images of the year’s only annular solar eclipse, including movies, eclipse shadow arrays, and rings of fire. Another partial solar eclipse will be visible from the Philippines in July. That event, however, will likely be better remembered as a total solar eclipse visible to those occupying a long thin swath of Earth that starts in India and extends through China into the Pacific Ocean.

I want to start this page in a short wonderful story of myself and this gorgeous, handsome, mouth-watering guy that I had just met at a resort here at Laguna, last night. His name is Vincent.

It all started at my simple text at a chatroom at our local cable network. Then it was bit after lunch that Vincent replied at my message. Then we get to know each other - exchanging thoughts, telling family histories of both parties, sort of laughters, and guilts. Speaking of guilts, he shared to me in text that what’s life with a very talkative mother?
He said that his mother is always making out reasons to their family that he is the reason why he did such a damn thing. I myself was easily got the spark of relativity of that scene. I barely imagined that he told me that if he doesn’t control his temper, he might box his mother. My eyes got big when i read that. I replied him that he must do control that. But he insisted.

Vincent planned to have a sort of meet up at a certain place - right just inside the resort, where his family live - which they are taking care of. So he fix the date and time of our simple chit-chat. And alas! Impromptu! at this exact date January 4, right just inside the resort named as Nonino resort. Sounds like the owner is filthy rich.

So I hurriedly fix myself just to meet up this person and have a simple chit-chat. I find a simple but cautious “angel-tongue” words to my dragon mother. She then let me go. Know what I had told to my sly dragon? That I will go to my classmate at downtown to teach me on mathematics. I texted him that I’m on the way there at the resort.

It was almost 6pm that I took a ride on a jeepney to take me at San Pedro. The fare is fine at php 20. I pray and pray that this guy wont do such a silly thing on me. Once he did a wrong act with or without me, he will be “erased from this earth!”

Around quarter to 7pm my dragon called me at my phone that I must go home right away or else my dad will get mad at me. I know my father will never get mad at me. Only that sly, cautious, dangerous, untouchable, undefeated, the most villain of all villains, ever lived dragon, filthy, perfectionist, always questioning, ass-hole, sloth, bugger, faggot, queer, ugly, hazardous, insecure, perilous, risky, unsafe, subtle, shrould, astute, excellent, unbeatable, overpowered, over-reacting, sensitive, thwart, blackguard, rouge, scapegrace, and scroundrel mother. She is a big big bithcy person I’ve ever knew in my life. Even she make me live for almost 17 years. I don’t care if she control all my aspect of life. Except she don’t have the authority to control my emotions and feelings, also my private life. My private life will be remained as private, but the world does know what is my private life, in short, publicitized.

Almost 7pm, I was at the front of Nonino Resort, my first impressions to this place, before i personally see it, it was surrounded by bamboo sticks that will make the whole resort so private. But when i see it already, right infront of me, it was surrounded by the big palm trees inside and out. I texted him that i was now there and fetch me outside. As I leaned back, I say aguy with a bonnet hat not far away from my location. He replied that he will fetch me. Then I replied to him that where is he. As soon i sent the last message, he finally went to my back and smiled. That’s it. That’s the guy with the bonnet hat. He is slim, tall, having a fair complexion, teasing eyes, shinny, kissable, and red lips, handsome, and he looks like one of the famous actor here in the Philippines - Luis Manzano. My first impression to this guy, when i saw his picture at friendster, is a question, “does he look like my ex-boyfriend?” But now he is infront of me, I am always saying to myself, “is he an angel in disguise? an actor? or a son of a rich family who owns this resort?”

That’s for now my dear friends. I’ll cut here first my experience last January 4, 2009. From this post that would be last night. This story will be having parts (I don’t think if this will take me to part 3 or 4).

“Oh my gosh!”, I murmured to myself, “How can I raise my grades in Algebra?” I kept silent, wondering what I should do. If I go to my teacher and ask him to teach me again the lessons, I will be a total jerk about it. Why can’t I understand the lessons? It is because of my teacher in Mathematics. I can’t really understand his lesson presentations properly. Almost everyone in the classroom, including myself, really can’t understand his lessons. It’s not we students commonly say that “we don’t like the teacher”, or “truly, we can’t cope up to the lesson”. Still I am silent strolling the hallway of Joseph building of our school campus, thinking and wondering what I should do with this subject.

As I got home, I hurriedly grab my mobile phone and texted my classmates if they had any connections to a teacher who has a knowledge about our lessons in Mathematics, well it was Advance Algebra and Trigonometry (for the international standards of learning it was 10th grade, but in our country, it was year 4 in High School), I was having a hard time to understand our lessons in Mathematics. I don’t know what I should do. So, I accidentally gripped my Math book and threw it in our living room.

This problem lasted for a night, not knowing still what I should do. Something was buzzing in my mind that night. I remembered that our television set has a cable connection, I hurriedly switched it to the chatroom and I joined in there and search for who is willing to tutor a math dummy like me. A chatter texted me that He is willing to teach me this stupid subject of mine. I asked his name and he asked mine.  His name was Christian De Guzman, from San Pedro, Laguna, Philippines. 25 years of age, and a math teacher of a school in San Pedro. I can barely believe it. I thought that maybe he was just joking around me. I continued to text him and he also replied to my messages. By the following day, he’s still texting me. Now I’m starting to doubt whether he’s really a teacher or not. Now we are having a good conversation about our private lives, relationships, love life, and sex life.

The Violet Mariposa stood up and stare the eyes of his father, then he suddenly scream to cry like there is no more tomorrow. He now accepted the Violet and Blue Mariposa. Except for the female butterfly, she can’t accept what I have just done.“Son, I know that you became like that, because you claim, since birth, the Rune of Grune.” Answered with a smiling face from his father.

“What? Rune of Grune? Where? Is it in me?” –

“The necklace that I gave to you secretly.” The Violet Mariposa immediately get his necklace inside of his clothes and yes it was true, that the Rune of Grune was true.

This is the story of the Violet Mariposa.

“Dad? Mom? I…I…I…I can’t tell you but I’m sorry for what I’ve done to our clan, but please accept us”. The Violet Mariposa knelt down and cried.

“Dar, please, stand up. Don’t let yourself be so lowly.” Comfort of the Blue Mariposa to the Violet Mariposa.

“Dar! Who are you to say that my son is your Dar?!?! Can’t you see, both of you are committing crime!” the female butterfly said.

“Dar, please stop! You don’t have manners! Please I’m going to manage this problem”, calmly said by the male butterfly to his wife butterfly. He lean his head to the Blue Mariposa, “You, if you truly love my son, please do anything you can do just to make him happy. I don’t want to see my son weeps.”, holding the shoulder of the Blue Mariposa.

“I will do sir, thank you for your acceptance”, then he is calling the attention of the Violet Mariposa, “Dar, please stand up. It’s all ok now. Your father knows now. He accepted us whole-heartedly.”