walking along the PhilAm building wearing shades, carrying a backpack and his iPod playing to some tune or another.
sporadic badminton lessons when i was still a newbie.
the angel that always had good news.
he always had a smile ready for us and i never got to say goodbye.
i thought last friday was as normal a day for both of us as any. i didn't know it would be the last conversation we would have. i didn't even know that his birthday was coming up.
my last words were "thank you, kuya, anghel ka talaga." and i mean it now. i am lucky to have known you.
my last words were "thank you, kuya, anghel ka talaga." and i mean it now. i am lucky to have known you.
and i will never get to ask you how you got your nickname...
ang layo naman ng jeric sa norberto.
you will be missed, kuya jeric. my prayers are with you. happy birthday.
Song of the Day: Blowin' in the Wind
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
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