My Friend's Wedding

I came a bit late yesterday night at past eleven in the evening. My friend and I went shopping for his wedding attire. His original plan was to wear either "Barong Tagalog" or "suit" but, after short persuasion, I've convinced him to wear suit instead of barong, which I don't understand what makes me like this clothing... he, he, he!

Perhaps you've read novel, life's style column in a magazine, or even saw a movie that relates to this story. I suggest you should see Made of Honor and My Best Friend's Wedding for fun, and exciting experience.

Anyway, let's go back to the shopping details... I was suggesting my friend a variety of choices from tie, shirt, suit alike, as if I am an expert... he, he, he! But, in the end I let him choose alone, not to put him in dilemma if I insist my idea, a suit from various brands that are tailored in Italy. Yeah! You read it clearly not a single one is made from China or India. I even joked that I envy him wearing such a pretty expensive but, nice wear.

After going over with the fabric's quality thoroughly, my friend finally decided. He chose his type, paid the bill, and so do mine for the groceries I bought, then off we left. While on the way to Pizza Inn to bit some for dinner (sounds so Italian, huh!) before going home, I greatly enjoyed our talking, confessing, teasing, laughing, blah, blah! a very long, long story to mention here.

I must admit that though I feel happy for my friend's wedding, I also feel sad that I cannot attend personally, that I am not able to see the solemnization of his matrimony.

Nevertheless, the important thing for me is that at least I know, my friend will be the happiest man on earth on his wedding day, marrying a wonderful and lovely lady, and who is wearing a suit branded by Franco Martini.

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Back in Business...

Hold on folks... after long, long months of negligence I finally made up my mind, to continue writing in this blog whatever it is, and no matter how long.

This credit goes to my new found friend... because of her kind words, encouragement, and of course commentaries, I was convinced that constant writing is what makes author a better writer.

So, I would like to thank you all for your kind patient and time in dropping by in this page, I am looking forward to welcoming you back again.

Thank you... o( ^ _ ^ )o

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“A friend”

By: MUA

Jam is a friend who is like a flower;
a Rose to be exact that grows lower,
which has a round and stout shape!
Yet the sweetest whiff when you sniff.



A quiet being she is but nice-
She is like an owl both beautiful and wise,
or perhaps a creature that is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies of anguish roast.

Many people say she’s like a heart
That goes-by stiffly unhurt--
Steadily tough until the end,
wherein few could stand unbend.



A dearest friend she is who really cares!
All the secrets could be certainly share!
There she is when you need a hand!
There she is surely to understand!

It’s really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day,
thousands of miles away may keep us apart,
but surely, if you may-we will not depart.

Rose is a flower that stays for an hour;
but your friendship has the power
that will stay forever...
Though many days and nights passed more-

At last, a dearest friend had to me,
but that gift known was from her to me-
We went thru moments of good and bad,
writing this poem is the least I had.

Hours and moments of happiness-
Are the stuff I may fairly offer than sadness,
to a friend on whom I can depend-
“To someone we can call a friend?”

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“Precious Friend”

Ever precious friend, I’m glad I found you!
Your friendship is a gift should be shared.
I can be myself to comfort you;
safe with my worship and care.

Making me happy when you’re by my sight!
Our friendship bond was meant to be.
Thinking of it with great delight;
you’re always be a precious friend to me.

I’ve had fun, fears, play and tears!
But, you helped me heal and grow.
I prize our time-the days, the years;
more than you can know.

Rush, hush and seek mine, I would be happy!
To help you somehow start anew.
It’s a small token price to pay;
for the gift of a precious friend like you!

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