july isnt a good month for me and my bestfriend. we just cant wait for august to start.. stress at work and life after that. ermmm..
but it gets better and better as i always say. we just need to 'adjust' and make the best out of anything..
been complaining that hey i miss taking pictures and bes been complaining as well that she misses writing. hmmm.. so me being the 'sensitive' lately thought about of project 'twin diary'.. its kinda mushy and baduy but hey its my idea.. so i dont care wat u think.. i know its kinda elementarish or highschoolish.. i just want my bes to be able to write again.. its like sharing a diary with a friend.. share your thoughts and heart.. and life of course.. one diary two writers.. hehehe..
since last week was looking for my passport. (ermm.. yeah for watever reason).. i knew it is inside the stuff where u put ur 'chuvanesses' but i cant find the key to the 'chuvaness locker'..
being the dory i am di ko din alam san ko nakita yun 'key' .. basta nahanap ko yun 'key'.. so there it is my passport.. i also saw some letters from my bestfriend.. wow nostalgic ito.. funny thing is that she used to love writing letters and poems.. but eversince she started working, i guess worked sucked that writing skill out of her.. hahaha.. ermmm resulting to her stern-ness lately..
i read a couple of them letters.. it was good to reminisce childish-ness.. thats the start of my idea... for her to let her write and pour her heart again..
i need a plan.. so there saturday after office we chilled.. but this time not on a cozy restaurant or comfy coffe house.. we went to the nearest park - u.p.. i just listened to my ipod and stare at the clouds.. took some pictures of soccer players and some grass and tires and orange cones (i miss it so much kaya kahit ano nipatulan ko na) we watched people and laugh at them (being the ermmm we are).. nice thing about having a bestfriend is that you can talk about everything or nothing at all and still have the superb and awesome time ever.
then i gave her the "twin diary" and let her read my thoughts for the passed few days.. of course she cried.. there it is.. i saw the "hidden" longingness of her heart to be published.. and then she started writing again..
WHO ARE YOU??? my best friend is a writer and me a wanna be photographer ..
that was the perfect chill for me to stop and stare and know who you are..

