No Ifs, No Butts
Man, I almost forgot. I am now two years smoke-free. Two years and two days to be exact. Who would have thought, huh? I just hope I don’t get back into that filthy habit.
Wouldn’t it be nice to celebrate this personal milestone by smoking a stick of Marlboro Red? I think I already forgot how it tastes but I still remember how damn good it feels. Ahhh.
Ige once told me, "Tatay, promise hindi talaga ako magyo-yosi kahit isang nanosecond." I smiled at him and said, "Very good," even though what I really wanted to say was, "Wag ka na lang mag-promise, anak. Gawin mo na lang. Sinabi ko rin yan dati, eh." Hehehe. But of course I am glad to hear that from him.
If there’s one thing I don’t want to hear from him in the next fourteen to fifteen years, it would have to be, "Tay, magiging lolo ka na."
‘Tay tayo dyan!
