Swept Away

"And I can't get YOU out of my mind
Now I know that YOU're the dangerous kind
And your smile is tattooed on my mind
And I can't get YOU out of my dreams…"
(D'Sound)


HE came… HE joked… And HE went… Without even letting me know who HE was! (Duh, as if! feeling liwat ak. haha! ;p)

And so I hypothesized…

There were only three possibilities as to who this 'creature who came from nowhere' could be: first, HE could be Jandy's pup; second, HE could be Jandy's bro; and third, HE could be Jandy's (and their entire family's) houseboy.

My first hypothesis was quite probable since: first, HE was vertically challenged, and if HE ever was Jandy's father, perhaps it was HIM who contributed those "height genes" to Jandy and his siblings (peace jands! ^_^); and second, HE looked mature (actually "old" is the more appropriate term. ahihi!) and with that, HE could pass for a fatherly image.

My second hypothesis, however, was quite unlikely since HE (yes "HIM", "the one", "sha na!", tuud na ini! ahihihi…) had an oval-shaped head whose mandible assumed an elongated structure, in contrast to Jandy and his sister #1's somewhat heart-shaped (?) face, and one which barely resembled that of Jandy's gorgeous visage. (ehermmms!!)

And lastly, my third hypothesis was rather the most probable that the moment I thought of it, I almost already convinced myself that HE was what I thought HE was—a houseboy! (bwahahahaha! =D) And to support my claim, here are some of my theories:

First, the JOWK—shallow, vulgar, boorish, indecent. Clearly one of lowly uneducated origin, probably one HE acquired from senseless conversations of buguys by their kanto, one which peasants and commoners (like me!) can relate to, and one which un-intellectual persons (like me again!) tend to like and enjoy the most.

Second, the BODY—slender, skinny, slim. In other words, bagat MALNOURISHED! (wakokoko! =D) HE's got the type of figure I'd been dying to have! And whether HE underwent several dietary programs, or played basketball everyday (or "dakup-dakupay" kay hurun man ha ira. wahaha! peace jands! ^_^) to maintain his flawless ladylike figure, I couldn't care less.

And third, the VOICE—not stiff, not firm, not "tough", and so unmanly. Much like those of the Mangyans who cry their rituals and ethnic dances out. Much like what Madel Hidalgo's "Agbala doooo… Agbala kwenuuuu…" voice should be like. (peace madel! ^_^) And very (as in verrry!) much like that of CHRIS ROCK!

Now who the h*ck was HE?!! I would have given anything just to know his name! I would have asked Jandy about this, but I figured it really wasn't a good idea. (sowss! kay pagtitinawaan la ak hadto. tsk tsk…)

But anyway, if I'm meant to know it, then I would know. And I'm seeing fat chances! hihihi ;p


"I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my lab to go to waste
I want YOU and your beautiful soul
YOU're the one I wanna chase, YOU're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want YOU and your beautiful soul…"
(Jesse McCartney)