Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Naniniwala-na-pala-ko-sa-destiny Day

Isa pala ako sa hindi na required pumasok sa PE2 badminton class namin dahil nakapaglaro na ko ng doubles. Yung mga hindi lang pala nakakapaglaro pa yung kailangan pumasok. Pero buti na rin na pumasok ako. Last day na to ng klase eh. Last chance ko na rin [siguro] na makita siya.

Kala ko hindi siya papasok kasi umalis agad siya sa interclass tournament nung Sabado. Pagkatapos pa kasi ng championship matches inannounce ni Coach Toni na may pasok pa kami. Wala na siya nun. Pero buti na lang naisipan niyang pumasok.

Diretso laro agad. Nakalimutan na namin mag-warm up. Pero ayos pa din naman yung mga naging laro. Ang saya saya. :) Tapos konting picture-taking chuchu kasama si Coach. Nakalimutan kong magdala ng camera. Buti may dala si Nikki. Magkalayo man kami ng pwesto, at least may picture na kaming magkasama diba.Ay para kong tanga. Haha.
Hindi ko na tinapos yung huling laro ko kasi 4PM na. Gusto kong maligo muna bago pumasok sa susunod kong klase ng 5:30PM. Binagtas ko yung kahabaan ng daan mula Copeland hanggang arko sa may AnSci. Dun ako sumakay ng jeep pauwi sa dorm. Nung una ako lang ata ng driver yung nasa jeep. Paalis na sana pero may sumakay na isa pa at umupo sa may side na inuupuan ko. Siya.

Napangiti ako pero sa labas ng bintana nakatingin. Hindi naman siguro niya nakita. HAHA. Shets, ang korni na nitong post na to. Sorry. >.<

Tapos nagkausap kami. Hindi ko inexpect. Siguro baka dahil kami lang naman yung pasahero sa jeep. Pero yun na yung pinakamahaba naming pag-uusap out of two conversations. Kasi kaya lang naman kami nakapagusap nung una dahil magkalaban kami sa badminton. Tapos kundi "sorry" at "ikaw na" ang sinasabi namin eh nagkakatinginan lang kami. Hihi.

So yun. Gentleman din [ata] siya. Pinauna niya kong makababa sa jeep. Tsaka siya sumunod. Sa Raymundo din kasi siya bumababa. Okay tapos na yung kwento ko. Haha.

Ang babaw, alam ko, pero natutuwa ako talaga. Binuo nito yung araw ko kahit hindi pa talaga tapos yung araw. Kahit na ang dami kong gagawin, at madami ding exams bukas, ang saya lang. :) Biruin mo, last day na ng klase may ganito pang nangyari.

Sa'yo. Salamat kahit siguro sa tingin mo eh wala ka namang ginawa. Meron. Kasi dahil sa'yo [yata] eh pumapasok ako sa klase kahit ang layo layo ng Copeland. At pinapasaya mo ko sa kung anong dahilan. Alam kong wala naman tong patutunguhan pero salamat na din. Isa ka sa mga dahilan kung bakit excited akong magTuesday at magThursday sa mga huling linggo ng sem na to. :)

Friday, March 18, 2011

Puppy love

Chit-chatted with roomie over handouts and TVD re: first boyfriend.

Yeah, I was the one who brought it up, oh well, at least my unconscious comment on Stefan giving flowers to Elena in an episode. Then the chat went longer until we found ourselves reminiscing high school and even early college days. It went on even the present but hey, it was out of the first boyfriend context so I might as well drop it off. I don’t wanna remember anything that hurt. A thing of the not so distant past.

So back to my first boyfriend. That was years ago in fourth year high. He courted me for like seven months then we got together and lasted for only two months and then poof. He has a height fit for a cager (yes, he’s one; the team captain ball), he is dark and manly, too, I guess. He’s kind, as well as his family. They’re good to me and sweet. As for the thought of us being a couple? They welcomed it wholeheartedly. Unlike my family whom I kept “us” a secret. They’re a bit conservative regarding relationship thingies so there, to make the long story short, they don’t like the idea of me having someone to call as my boyfriend, not until college’s finished. I found it unreasonable that time so hell yeah, I broke their rule and kept it a secret. My brother knew of it, my classmates, my friends and my cousins knew it as well. My parents didn’t and so my grandparents. They’re not a fan, really.

Well, there. I just spilled it. I just felt the need to write this. Wherever he may be now, I would like to apologize for the nth time around for letting him down, for just walking away, for not giving chances, for being selfish. Maybe I was just too young back then. I never really had the chance of saying my thanks to him for everything he’s done for me four years ago, maybe this will do, as for the moment. I think he’s happy now and I’m glad he is. :)

Sunday, March 13, 2011

In Denial

Looking at how much we’ve grown apart, I can’t help but to sing on a melancholic note. I would’ve accepted the “we’ve grown” part willingly. I just can’t seem to say yes on the “apart” thing wholeheartedly.

But this is it, isn’t it? I just wish you would answer. But knowing you, I’m thinking otherwise.

Just say yes, ‘cause I’m aching and I know you are, too.
It’s so simple and you know it is, you know it is.
We can’t be to and fro like this all our lives.