w.s.

conversations

Posted in family, life by wastefulspace on January 14, 2008

it’s rarely that i get to talk of serious stuff with any of my family members. be it with immediate or close kins. my cousin, who was four years younger than me went to high street to buy some stuff at the nike outlet store, me being around the area told him to just join me home after work.

he was a good kid, a bit on the crazy side (i think that bit runs in the family), and despite how everybody from years ago think this dude doesn’t really think, they’re mistaken.

sure he does the craziest shit like walk from home to sm city manila (3 train stations away), or even worse, walked from edsa taft line towards magallanes,  or spent 2 hours walking from CSB towards home (a whopping 7 stations), he was the one babbling about n95s being sold for 4k a pop with all china parts, who was into some really grassy business (you be the judge of what grass means), and got into a heart attack at the age of 18 and therefore making his short-lived basketball career come to a screeching halt.

he was nice enough to buy me film (the proplus II ran out, SCREW YOU HOARDERS!) for my cam,  then he took a trek to high street and market for some shoes.

i went to meet him at around 5ish, he was sitting outside McDonalds and I took some pictures. I was gonna try the kodak 100 gold on the vivitar, but decided against it.

So I treated him to starbucks (okay, fuck so I had starbucks today because of that, but we were planning to get drinks and that’s where we ended up).

When we went home, that’s where our conversation started. First it was just the usual music stuff, then we got into a family drama. He was telling me things I really didn’t know like my dad wanting a dragon tattoo (seriously now…), his never ending quest to please his  displeased father, and life and poverty of the philippines.

It was surprising to hear him talk.  And I’m glad he had goals and dreams and all that. it was amusing to hear him blather on while i just gave my usual inputs of loud profanity while the click five is playing.

sometimes, I really need to talk to people…

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