THE ILLUMINATUS

Last Saturday, we had our class. Drooled mouthful of saliva wearing my usual pambahay get-up:: shirt + pants + slippers.. =meconium stained face! I am a night person and I hate waking up early the most. Argh! 3hours of lecture about antibiotics.. blahblahblah. He talks that way so, I decided to jot it down. anyhooooo..(nevermind)

Ohmygod. I was not (and never will be) aware that I am not as presentable as I wanted to be. I forgot that I will be meeting with my suuuuuper loooooooong lost cousin. Kuya marshall, as the name suggests. For nineteen years of my existence, I was not able to see him in person. Ofcourse, I did hear a lot of kwentos from tatay susing and nanay lilia.. kuya marshall grew up here but then decided to enter US NAVY at the early age of 18.. yes, talking of independence. He`s now 32 y/o. living in San Diego, California with a loving wife and two kids (arianna and ira).. he was named MARSHALL because he was born on Martial law. The non-existent law of the marcoses. The chaos.

We went at the front desk of oakwood in ayala, makati and the receptionist has been nice on us. Room 506, ma`am. Yaaaaaay. Tremors came in. sweat runs dry. What`s next..
^dingdong^ I will be meeting him at last.
But el-jhey and I decided to play hide and seek with tita ollay and kuya marshall.
^dingdong^ ..again! and again..
Then, the door was opened by a man in his culduroy shorts and orange tinged sando. `WELCOOOOOME`, in a very masculine voice, the guy said.
And he`s wondering.. where the hell is katrina?
Tita ollay shouted: `kaye, labas`
Then, with a grin, I say `hi` from my usual desolation.
I hugged him.

We ate. We choked. We laughed. We talked (everything under the moonless sky of makati). I`ve learned soo many things from him. I, myself don`t honestly believe in ~the long-forgotten illuminati lair~ yeah, the word which is excruciatingly familiar in Dan Brown`s works. Creepy. He even have something as an evidence to this cult or symbolism or brotherhood whatever. The enlightened ones as Langdon says. His laptop had a sticker of the symbol, which makes it more intolerable. I thought he was a fan of fiction and a freakin weirdo rolled into one. But no, hindi. He`s just saying what he wanted to say (from his own opinion) and what he deliberately knows. Very well said kuya marshall. He went here in manila for a purpose. For 6months, he lived here alone.. (from subic to makati to cebu to makati to zambales.. then to makati again) leaving on a jet plane, huh? nakks! jetsetter. soo much privileges. that was not bad. but the fact that you wouldn`t be seeing or being with your family for half a year, thats something you shouldn`t be happy of. soo sad. Im pretty sure that he misses his family soo much.

I realized that I only met him once, and that was last Saturday. Its as if we`ve been together for the longest time. we kicked the fuckin roof of makati. Ika nga, pinasabog naming ang oakwood. One of the best persons I`ve ever met. Seeyou soon kuya marshall. The DA VINCI DECODED that you gave me will be treasured ..and I promised that I will read it. (as soon as I finish my works) lavet.