Friday, June 17, 2011

The English Jacket

I met him. We talked, laughed, kept quiet, talked again, laughed again. It was weird since I have only known him for 30 minutes. I don't know why he kept laughing. I'm not that funny!

He's wearing his jacket. His trademark jacket.

We shared the ride home. The first time I laughed all through out the ride, ever since.

He likes to talk, too! Asking questions about anything he could come up with.

Geography-- I could not picture out where in the Phil is he from. I had to find a map!

Personal-- Nada! all non sense, no offense!

Work-- a little, since he's new at work, he asked the all time question. "is it difficult?". I replied instantly with a yes! After all, if it's easy, it's not ECE right?

Starbucks-- another friend was waiting for me there, The Trainer. So I asked English Jacket if he wants to come with me to Starbucks, and his friends too. Then he laughed, they laughed! I could not understand why it was so funny! hmpf! Then he told me the truth, that they had no money with them. He said it's usual for them not be bring money to work. Well he is new! Lunch out is not a familiar word, no doubt! Unfortunately, The Trainer had to go home, nature's calling he said. So English Jacket and his friends got lucky.

Last part-- off the bus. He 'unintentionally' forced me to get off the bus!

The End.

He managed to get a hold of my number, and apologized. Okay, accepted. :)

Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Artist-A
Because she loves colors doesn't mean she's maarte. She just goes out of the ordinary.

I have known her for just a few months, but boy did our heads meet!

Since this blog is about her, thru me, I will try to reveal what she doesn't see.

She's definitely not a jeans and shirt type. She's an eye candy because of the way she chooses her clothes. She's not afraid to be outrageously different. She knows what she wants.

She doesn't like to be alone. But one person for company would do.

So when with company, she adapts. Usually with names, nick names. What I call him, she calls him that too!

I find it hard to explain, but she attracts help. Like a damsel in distress, but even not in distress, still there's always a hand for her, available and ready to assist. She doesn't need to ask.

A help magnet, but she's contented with what you can give. She doesn't ask for more.

For now this is how I see her. I'm certain that this road where I turned and bumped into her, is a long and colorful one.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The Trainer

On a training today he is the trainer. A trainer who likes to take breaks after an hour of fast paced discussion. Fast paced I say, because he talks fast. Probably because people from where he came from also speak fast. And also because he knows exactly what he's talking about.

Funny thing about him: he is particular with age. He always jokes about when he graduated from college. He says he graduated only last year. But just recently, I learned that he is 3 years older. Man! I fell for that! Harhar!

At a young age, I might say that he has a lot of experience in his field of work. And also well versed. Knowing that he's a fast talker, he doesn't stutter or fumble with his words.

A very technical person, but not the nerdy one.

Nose bleed plus humor equals no snooze.

Get to know him for an hour and he'll make you feel that you have been friends for years. That's because he talks a lot, he's very friendly, and very not shy.

He often smiles, with whiskers on his cheeks.

He is discussing circuits when I made this blog. And I did not understand a thing!

Another Day 1

After creating a new blog all over again, i realized, I had a blog. I just did not continue. Maybe I was busy. After all, it was the time where everything boils down to a march on March. And also, just then I realized, i have been writing since high school, and that if I kept all my diaries, I would have a bunch by now. But I only keep 2 now.


It's late, I'm past my sleeping time. But I can't seem to let go of the laptop. On my profile it says I'm not a writer. I strongly agree on that! I write though, because it takes the stress off me. I feel calm scribbling. My hand never shakes. Well that's before i had coffee every day.

The title of this blog is Who are they JP? JP, my initials, and Who are they, for i love watching people. Not the stalker type. I like watching them from a far, analyzing their every move, who they are with, what they wear, how they speak. Creepy right? But the thing is, most people look at themselves in the mirror and see what they want to see. Their perception, their thoughts. But how about how someone sees you?

They say if someone is truly your friend, then that someone won't hesitate to tell you when there is something wrong about you, just as long as it's for your benefit.

My future blogs, will contain people, no name drop, just descriptions. guess for yourself!