August 05, 2005

Rhyming with Richie

Rime Riche [rim rish ] n. Rhyme using words or parts of words that are pronounced identically but have different meanings, for example,write-right or port-deport. Literally means rich rhyme but also is called identical rhyme.

The first time we met was forgettable. It was her first day at the office, in the same unit where I belong. I remember her wearing an extra large blue windbreaker, which made her look smaller, pale-white, and much younger than her 22 years. I don't have much memory of her during those early days except that she and her constant buddy were always talking to each other, chewing bubblegum, and arranging bubblegum wrappers on their shared module.

During our first official trip which was in Butuan City, I realized that there was something about her: she makes her companion talk incessantly. From the taxi to the Centennial airport to the Butuan airport, my usually quiet self was telling her about (a) my family, (b) my past lovelife, (c) my curriculum vitae, and (d) the people in the office. And after eating salty pink popcorn, chicken barbecue, marang, ensaymada-monggo, documenting and digesting project insights, wandering around the museums, ukayan and bakery blocs, and more conversations about her family and resume, we returned to Manila as friends.

Then we lived in the same house with another friend. We were roommates and oftentimes, indulged in insomniac talks and yawned at work. I started to like her in more ways than one. I asked her to read my password-protected personal letter for her. Then she had a horrific haircut. After five days, we were officially on.

And over four years after…

  • we had several out-of-town trips (and some aborted ones)
  • we watched lots of movies together (and laughed, cried, and... slept while watching them)
  • we acquired a king-size pillow, industrial fan, and Umberto Eco's Kant and the Platypus as conjugal properties
  • we were de-cellphoned by five men at the foot of ayala bridge (from then on, i came to know that she runs slow but dances fast)
  • we transferred from one house to another and to another
  • we updated our holy mothers about our likes and dislikes, turn-ons and turn-offs
  • we gained new friends
  • we got heavier
  • we broke up
  • we talked from dinner 'til dawn

Knowing her and being with her have always been a wonderful experience of expressing identities, feelings, and thoughts. We may have different views and have our own idiosyncrasies that test each other’s patience but it is always friendship that gives us some harmony when there should have been none. Osh Kosh, Bigosh…Kosh Kosh, Ayosh!

Happy 27th Birthday, Rich. Remember, the best will keep on coming.

eyed at 8:38 PM

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at 9:08 AM Blogger bananarit said...

korektamente! maraming salamat, i. :)

bakit pala maliit yung isang mata ko dun sa isang pic?

 
at 9:14 AM Blogger eyed said...

e ganun e.:) weird ng pics, parang nabasa...

 
at 4:03 PM Blogger xty said...

haaay... nakakalungkot. (bket kya ako nalungkot ng mabasa ko ang post na to ni eyed? hmmm...) pero kung san kayo mas masaya at mas maligaya te, suportahan ta kamo eh! Happy Bertdey Richie!

 
at 11:34 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...

m sure you'll miss each other...

past lovelife mo i...sana maisulat mo rin.:)

 
at 1:06 PM Blogger eyed said...

nakakaintriga ka, anon... sige, pag-isipan ko :)

 
at 11:32 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...

nakakalungkot naman. bakit kayo naghiwalay? tsismoso. hehe.

 
at 3:23 PM Blogger len said...

may clue ka na, lalaki si anonymous

 

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