D. S. Much

I've heard rumors and I just had to find out for myself

I didn't need stealth to execute my plan. He was so busy.

I closed in from behind. This will only take a quarter of a second.

It would be finished before he finds out, so I went for it.

So it is true, all they say. Now, even I can attest to it. Mission accomplished.

*some scratchy back-to-reality background music plays*

Okay, so that's not what actually happened. Hahahaha. After the taping of SP's Finale Show, we went to him like all groupies do to the object of their idolatry. Then talkey-talkey, then picture-picture. I was sitting beside him at the right side of the stage while he was busy taking pictures and signing autographs.

L : *touchy-touchy the dreadies*
K : *turns his head* O?!
L : Wala hinawakan ko lang.
K : *goes back to his business*
L : *still playing with the dreadies* Pahiram ng buhok mo, ah? *takes pictures*
K : *still busy with all the celeb stuffs*
L : *sniffs dreadies* Hmm, mabango nga. *hehe*
K : *haha* Oo, ginamitan yan ng makabagong beeswax.
L : *super smiley then hands camera phone to friend* Pa-picture naman. *poses. grabs a dready and uses it as moustache*
K : *smiles*


D. S. story one, the end. D.S? You must be wondering. It's Dreadlock Sniffer. And that's just story one. Read on.

Okay, so I was just hanging around him while he was doing his celebrity work. Signing autographs and taking pictures with the fans. Someone comes up to him and tells him to get his tarp. He takes leave for a while to take it himself.

K : Sandali lang. Kunin ko lang tarp ko, ah. Pabantay. *leaves L the pictures he was signing, a newspaper that features him, and his most precious journal*
L : Sige, akong bahala dito. *hehe with matching evil smile*
K : *went for the tarpy*

*scary, horror movie plays then dum-dum-dum-dum*

So, I had it all to myself.

I flipped it open. It as so tempting to read at least an entry.

But I dare not read what it contained. At least not without his permission.


Well, he always brings it everywhere with him.


I'll just ask him the next time I see him.

D.S. story two, the end. Still wondering? D.S. is for Diary Snatcher though I didn't, actually, snatch it. I love that journal. Genuine leather is so nice to touch, reminds me of my hiking shoes, made of the same material. I am going to buy one for myself. Same brand, hehe. Well, not just because he has it but I love journals, or anything that can be written on. I even have a few in my collection. And I love the look of his journals and, you must all know by now, I love to write.

I still have more Kiko Love post to write but let me spoil you for now, like I usually, or always do. Let me savour it and keep it to myself for now.

Love and peace everyone, good night!