Conversations

Just aeons ago... I was waiting for Yaoshi-san to come out from the loo. Leaned my back to the walls and squatted like a mercenary at the hallway. When Mr. H arrived and surfaced a distinct expression from his face. My bearing obviously caught him unexpectedly. He gestured me to the private office. I was devoid of interest. Again, what about this time?

Nuh, I won't take a leave from work just because I have to celebrate my birthday. On Sunday, I am inviting you if you could come. You were what, have been invited already by whom? Oh, she spread out the tablecloth aforetime without my knowledge. Well, it's a pity you can't come with us. Don't worry, I will relish each morsel of the feast for you. Huh, do you understand what 'had been' last year when it leaked out how you compelled me to go out with you? No, it's never going to happen again. Not even if my Achi will come with me. And please, I don't need anymore of your presents and much of your invasion at my now own doorsteps. Thank you for the 'invite' anyhow.

Later on I bumped with Sugiyama-san...

Hey, and you are so fool yourself, too. If you're not going to behave yourself like a 38-year-old should be, I wouldn't set you up a date with my pretty girlfriend. Of course, I have pictures of her in my mobile. Here, my battery's dead. But wait, I know I have in my wallet. You are perfectly right! She's a beautiful woman. What?! You're not going anywhere. Give me that back. What made you think I'm such an easy piece? Stop fooling around me.

On the phone with Maiyori, a Japanese who's married to a Filipino who I got acquainted with both about two years ago at the church. Her marriage to this Filipino has not yet been fully acquainted to her parents. She belongs to a traditional Japanese family. Though a rebel herself, she studied abroad and acquired a foreign accent; was converted to Catholic despite her strong Buddhist and Shinto backgrounds; revolves in the air, feeling for arts and colors at the same time being a skin doctor and run her pharmacy (which is still one of the family ownership). Because she's impossible to foretell, I found myself hooked up with her younger brother for a cup of tea or karaoke entertainment not once but proceeding meet ups enough to call 'a date with chaperone'... She saw hearts between us; she fairly guessed.

I'm sorry to say, but I didn't give him a call yet. The last message I got from him was a month past, it said he contends to be above sea level for him to graduate soon. That his body gave in doing all the year-end business report and inventory. But my late MMS reply's made him happy. And so the sort of stuff... He mentioned that he was sad at a certain point, but he didn't tell me the reason. Oh, because he thought it was true when I moved down here in Shizuoka? I don't think there's a need to complicate things. You see, Mai, if you were not in your travels, you exactly knew where to reach me. Novenas on Wednesdays, weekly meetings on Saturdays, mass on Sundays and the get-together-session after, or 'it's a date' and with you on weekends... Now, because of that harebrained ideas riled the peace of his mind, it would then be preposterous explaining whatsoever to him. You know why, I don't think I need to make it plain to everyone. They don't really care. I'm sorry, I know you do, and Junya as well. But, just let it be... My best regard to him. I will see Father Bob on Sunday since he will officiate the mass in our parish. Love you more, till then.

Another entry coming up... picking up the ring.

I'm blogging. Hmmm... Yes, I would love to have a new haircut. Not really new. Just want a shorter hair back. Hmmm, again! You know I am petrified with hair colors.

Laughing... be right back.

Me wants this.