My World in A Small Bag

I used to bring the largest bags in our school. My classmates even took “checking-out Jai’s things” as a hobby. They would open my bag, pull out all the things inside, and fix the messy bag. But I don’t know, ever since I got interested in photography, I got more laid-back. I gave up my stilletos (though I still love buying them), I also gave up accessories that I used to love, and even my glam on dressing. I, of course, cannot lay on the ground wearing a skirt while shooting. My bags also got smaller. I got irritated with large ones because they make it hard for me to find my camera. All the more when I see something that is too cute to just pass by. So here, I know that this is so random, but I want to show you the things inside my latest tiny bag.

(My mobile phone, camera, and iPod not seen)

with my mom’s card

i bring three. One lengthening, one purple, one black.

given to me by someone i love too.

given to me by my bestfriend

 

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I Didn’t Know I Can Love Like This

He’s gone. My baby’s gone.

I remember how I used to be excited in-and-out whenever I get a new pet. I bathe them as frequently as advised. I buy my dogs clothes and toothbrushes. I pamper them by feeding them with whatever I eat. Or sometimes, I purposely buy them an ice cream. I just love animals. I know that somehow they love me too.

 

I remember when my shih tzu pet Iris got pregnant. I took good care of her since I thought it’ll be painful for a tiny dog like her to give birth. I remember how I stayed up all night catching and wiping every new-born puppy of hers is being splatted out in the world. I was up ’til 4am even though I’ve got classes that starts at 7am. I knew that I had to sacrifice so I did. That’s why I had a non-stop cry when Iris died due to her 2nd pregnancy. I was at school by the time she must’ve given birth that’s why I didn’t get to look after her. I blame  myself for what happened to her. It was really painful.

 

There are also times when I appear to be the enemy than the hero as I made you see above. I am sometimes irresposible with their hygeine, their food, and their place. There are times wherein schoolwork’s piled up that I can no longer get myself off the room to feed them. Sometimes, there are necessary trips that keep me from cleaning their house or even giving them a bath. They would just stare at me with their scruffy, dirty little faces and I’ll be like,”You smell, baby. But mommy’s got work so you wait ’til I get home.” But I never go home. Or if I do, I go straight to bed and ignore them. *Sniff. I wish I can turn back time.

 

Today, I lament upon my turtle’s death.

I bought myself Spikes last Christmas. It’s a gift I gave to myself. But Spikes gave something back even more. It was the gift of love and epiphany. A realization that when you love someone or something, there must be no such thing as busy for you. Just like how God listen to our prayers always despite Him being the Master of all masters and King of kings.

 

For now, I must bury Spikes to somewhere serene.

Then I must bury also the blames that I had for  myself.

MOVE ON.

Then chill. I don’t want to have any pet yet. As of now, I want to give my heart a rest..

..that I may be prepared for the next.

Goodbye

TICK TOCK.

It’s 2:11 AM and still…

UGH.

Later I will cry.

Later I will bid goodbye.

Later I will see,

presence will soon flee.

 

It’s our graduation today. I just finished making a slideshow for my batch. I was stabbing myself while I was looking at the pictures. But I the surprise is, I actually liked that kind of stuff. Though it hurts so bad.

I will miss you GOODIES.