touch and go

my cousins have come and go. they stayed in Cebu for over a week and left this afternoon. and, and... i don’t know when will i ever see them again.

it’s funny how you still see the person like the last time you were together, as if time has not passed seven years later. we’ve grown away from each other, experienced different things, become the person we have not thought we could be, and its as if nothing has changed. no awkward moments. no hello's and how do you do's as if we are strangers.

we are still the kids who used to kickbox the waves, played on a bullet-gun, fought over the remote control, walked out of the house on midnights to go to a bakery nearby, talked and laughed until daylight, argued on stupid things...

i told them that I don't want to migrate to the US... i prefer the Philippines. my life is all here. I want to travel the world, but I never dream of living anywhere but the Philippines. Carlo said that he can stay with me for awhile just so he can watch over me and i wouldn't feel so sad. sweet... but i know that that’s not likely to happen…but i hope they’ll stay there with me for good and migrate in the US, as well. heheh! they'll bring so much comfort. i maybe miles away from home, but atleast with them, i am home. =) i have selfish thoughts right now, tsk...tsk...