i don't know if 'gutsy morena' felt more embarrased. but ms natural born pr wondered aloud if my 'oh my god this is so embassing' spiel of mine will be all over the video.

i did manage to give that speech(barely). earlier gutsy morena reprimanded me about giving it while we were standing at the entrance of her reception and me shouting back that i didn't want to (i thought she was joking when she said it weeks earlier). After being seated, i frantically searched for mushy quotes but quickly flipped cell back. i just said to ms. party girl that id just say something that comes to mind so it would come from the heart.

well, i ended up saying much less. and capped it with them now taking a step in fulfilling their destiny (ano yun?)

all the time i only saw the eager faces of my group.

i should have focused instead on mr. prowl heart and his sometimes quimsical eyebrow and say instead these words from pablo neruda..'i love you not knowing when or how..'

hmm..the illusion of past bites sometimes.

i hope gutsy morena and r will forgive me. bottomline: i know they really love each other. i feel the poem is for them

i do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep