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Chapter 1: Banana me


So I've been away from blogging in a while...
and mi updates about Mr.G has been piling up like chapters of a diary yet to be written...

my story is about how a Banana turned into a part of this.


so here goes nothing again...let's start with

Chap.1 Banana Me

After a a long gone of 1 week or so in Baguio with my Bosses as a part of an activity we organized for all those law people...i realized that i needed to bring something from the mountain as a pasalubong for Mr.G...and as the famous BANANA CAKE's savory smell invaded the entire lobby of the hotel we are in ..i thought about him..i thought that because he is a foodie enthusiast (specially desserts) i might as well take one for the team and remove all my shyness for me to offer the scrumptious cake to him as a pasalubong...but one of my bosses which i really look up to and is what i call my "BOB ARUM" for she can be my promoter for me to get close to Mr.G said that it'll be much better if i would buy him or take home strawberries..but then again...i opted to stick to my own plan...

as we got home to manila..and in the comfort of my small pad...
i rested for awhile in my bed and thought of how scenarios of how i should i give it to me...
secenario 1: go to the office early and be a stlakerish type of girl...and leave the cake in his table with a note...saying "bought you something... -N" oh no thats not good...so X X X

scenario 2:let somebody give it to me and tell him that it was from our boss.. (no so panget)

but as night passed by i just let my instinct stick out...and come up with whatever the day may tell me to...


so at the office i ask mi boss, to tell him that we have a pasalubong...
and in the later afternoon which is about merienda time he came up to our cubicle with his mysterious childish smile..gahhh..makes me melt every time i see me...

and we gave him the banana cake...he was so delighted by the fact that i gave him something...and i was more than happy to hand it to him personally ...

banana cake problem solved!




after a day or two i received a strange no's text from someone i didn't expect to...
and in the text it says "THANKS FOR THE BANANA CAKE! :) "
HAHAHA! i was like floating in the air...thanks for the banana cake! + a SMILE! woohoo! sorry nmn i know its not a big deal but then again...i was very touched by the small gesture of saying thanks!


happiness is him.


(p.s sorry for the uber pan get kind style of writing...super pinilit ko lang tlagang magupdate..dont worry ill make it a habit to write all the updates here!)


love,
N


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