On Facebook Status

You were my high school infatuation. If I remember correctly we got introduced through common friends. My barkada which was composed of all girls was the counterpart of your barkada which was obviously all boys. Come Prom, I opted to ask you to escort me instead of the obvious choice. You gladly said “YES”, and you in turn asked me to accompany you in your Prom as well. Of course I was kilig to the bones.

After the unexpected event two months ago there was no follow-up. I took the initiative but you did not take the opportunity. Thus I decided not to pursue further. Lo and behold, you started the communication -- cause you needed something. Naturally, as a friend, I directed you to the right path and you were grateful. For me that is enough.

Then again, how come I felt something when my friend mentioned that you are always some girl who is your significant other? I know you are into flings, so I guess that is just one of them cause per FB, you are still single. But, how reliable is that relationship status anyway?

On Lack of Social Skills

I had a hunch that he would be there since he confirmed his attendance in the FB event. But who would have thought that I would sit across him? Naturally I said "Hello" matched with a wave. I didn't know what else to say. Alangan naman sabihin ko na "I crush you! <3".

He just silently sat right across me. I wanted to start a conversation but I didn't know what topic. Eventually he addressed me but I was tongue tied and only managed to utter "YES".  Ang eye candy kasi ya e. 

After soup and salad, a "new comer" arrived. It was then I realized that we weren't introduced formally. Whoops at medyo main course na kami. 

Social skills where are you when I need you?

On Tanga Lang

It hurts. The sad part is it is my fault. I pushed my self to my limit. It was only a practice game but the competitor in me didnt take it easy. Instead, I gave my all. Legs were tired yet I ran after a fastbreak. I jumped but there was no lift and i crashed on my knees. I felt the pain instantly but I still picked myself up and played on the rest of the 2nd quarter.

Id like to think it's not that bad cause I was still able to swipe the ball but I couldnt run full speed anymore. I'd get the ball but I couldnt go and start a fastbreak. I couldnt change directions. I couldn't change speed. However, played on and finished the game with old school 3 points ahead.

I don't know what this is. :& the pain I can manage but the thought that I can't play indefinitely brings tears. Ang tanga tanga ko!

On A New Start

Kuya is getting married this December. I just came from a highschool friend's bridal shower. Two out of three of my barkada who were there (except for the bride) has a ring on their, obviously, ring finger. Yes, it seems like everyone is getting hitched.

Before it was Debuts. Now it is bridal showers and weddings. Is this sign of age? Is it about time to get involved? But if you did not know how old I am right now, how old do you think I am?

Come to think of it, I seem like a teenager or someone in her early 20s. Is this a good or a bad thing? I enjoy life, but I guess there is more to life than what I have made out of it. Has time pass me by or have I been living a dead life?

Cheers to their new start, and cheers to my new beginning.

On Torpe

On my way to my ULTIMATE experience, I received an SMS, which read:

“*Insert my name* punta ka b today?”

Suddenly I felt an unknown surge of sensation in my body. My heart beat faster. After three grueling minutes of emotion containment, I replied:

“Yup. You?”

His answer:

“I’m thinking pa. Wala ako kasama. Haha.”

At the back of my head, what do you call me? Am I not considered as company? Ouch. In my vain attempt not to nag him, I just said:

“Anye. Tara na!”

In which I got this response:

“Cge, let me think abwt it hehe.”

After that last SMS, I did not reply anymore for I do not want to harass him. I do not want to blow my cover. I might appear that I want him to come so I can at least catch a glimpse of him… Even if that is what I really, want deep down. On the other hand, I just want some uncertainty of not knowing if he will make it or not.

To my dismay, he did not show up. Oh well. Then again, why did he ask if I would make it? Is he not comfortable and satisfied with my company so he decided not to go? Or is he shy because he will in his lonesome?

Hay. Ayaw ko ng torpe.. pero gusto ko *ata* siya.

On "Hi"

How would you feel if you bump into your old school friend whom you have not seen for what seemed like months? This friend of yours was part of one of your high school groups. However, this friend is not just an ordinary friend; this friend was your interest during junior year.

I did not notice him; he was the first who greeted me! Then again, with my grand entrance it was unavoidable not to notice me. With a simple “Hi, *insert name*!” a bizarre sensation occurred. Butterflies flew. Hair tucked. Head tilted. Eyes twinkled. Words stuttered.

It started with a “Hi!” and it left me high.

On Catching Up

Catching up with someone whom you have not seen and spoken to for the longest time is one of the most fantastic feelings in the whole wide world... make it universe!

'Nuff said.

So HighSchool

Being with people whom you haven't seen for a long period of time is such a fresh new feeling. Hanging out and exchanging stories is so entertaining --- even if the topic is mostly bitter stuff. Even "partying" that felt so highschool seems alright at that moment. Haha!

Let's do it again.