ysabella meets isabelans

carmi martin must be knocking on my door because long after learning that an old crush studied in santiago city, isabela, i would discover that N hails from jones town. as if that wasn't enough to make teachers rhea and rhoda taunt me mercilessly for my partiality against people from far north, i would set eyes on a dashing mestizo who, i researched, originates from cauayan, isabela. maybe i should start taking karma seriously since my mind welcomes the idea of paradigm shift anyway. the other beautiful boy, hopefully, lives somewhere else, or i would have to review my definition of false consciousness.