A day well wasted.

You want to waste away days? “Waste” it on the people who matter most to you and you will find that you’ve wasted well. I say “waste” in the context of the world view dictating that a day not spent on work is a day wasted. Like the only way to not waste a day is to sit and work on and pile up a bunch of papers. What’s wrong with the world! Needing a different atmosphere and a breath of air, mom and I left our computers at home and decided to hit the mall for hopefully one last “mother-daughter date” before my university graduation — with the underlying notion that next time we’ll be going out, I’ll be the one paying. Hah! We spent a good six hours  looking at clothes (buying some) and exchanging our thoughts about what’s on the racks,  food tripping — literally, and talking about the most random things. It was a very good day, and it was wasted well.. mom and daughter style!

P.S. The 20th day of every month since September (including this one) have been my most pleasant days. This December 20, I thank God for Malls and Skype. *wink*

Humor me, Jude.

Seated on the edge of a plant box at a mall..

“I’ll miss you, Jude” he said breaking the silence.

– Tears start falling from her eyes –

“Are you crying? Oh man, my last memory of you would be you crying,” he said provokingly.

“Are you challenging me?” girl looks up to him and starts wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Yeah I am!” aware that he’s achieved what he’d wanted to do, he gave her a wide smile.

“You’re on!” she went.

“Hey Jude, do you know why Tiger looked into the toilet?” he suddenly asked.

“I dunno. Why?”

“To find Pooh.”

By now, the girl started wearing the wide-almost-about-to-crack smile at him.He looked back at her and couldn’t help laughing. At himself? At his sense of success in making her start to laugh again? Who knows.

“Did you watch that when you were a kid?”

“Yah! Now it’s so weird to hear this cute cuddly bear turned into some pile of crap!” she said to him finally laughing.

“Crazy right?” he answered, amused by it all.

“… pile of crap floating in toilet water..” the girl went, staring at passers-by, slowly slipping back into the reality of the situation. That was to be their last night together, last night of jokes, last night of singing along songs. Then…

“Yours float?” he asked with a mischievous smile across his face.

–And just like that, they were back to laughing the rest of the night off. As if he wasn’t about to catch a plane ride home that’s half way around the world from where they were that night. As if she wasn’t gonna go home, sleep, and wake up the following day to a farewell text message from him. All that mattered was they were together for one last time, just as how they had known each other the past couple of months: two people who found unexplainable joy in each other on one side of the world.–