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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

High School

             My high school days was EPIC!
It was in high school where my two gay friends told me that they had a little crush on me. It was in high school where I got so paranoid of dying because a dog bit me. It was in high school where me and my friends made the school election so chaotic that one of the candidates collapsed right before our very eyes. It was in high school where I only cared about my home work, exams, and crushes. The days where I only cared about making my own little teenage world phenomenal. My High School stage was quiet selfish. I was caught up in my own little world. It was my naive moment. 


             He is a bad boy kind of a guy. He is even a member of a very known gang called 'Bloods'. He is known for being a chick boy, he has brown eyes. He's a bit skinny but boy I'm telling you, he is hooot!,well at-least that's how my eyes saw him.  Sometimes I wonder why I was the only one falling for him. And right now I'm wondering why I fell for him. I mean he was obviously a mess.

          So how did I ended up liking him? Simple, he was all over my life, he was everywhere I turn. We were in the same carpool together, we go to the same school, we live in the same subdivision, my older sister and his brother were best friends, and my older brother is his friend. You see my theory is, if you have too much exposure on a very attractive person, you'll basically end up having a special feelings for that person. That special feelings may or may not last, but the point is, at a certain point you will feel something special for that person. In my case, I had too much exposure on him. And it's probably the reason why I was so crazy about him way back then.

          So since we're in the same carpool together. Every morning was always an effort to look good. But since I was still on my freshman year, I am kind of a little awkward. The ride to school was both exciting and unpleasant. I was happy 'cause I'd get to see him, but at the same time, it was nerve wrecking because I have a crush on him so I can't act all breezy. You know, all that cheezy stuff when you like someone. 


          So at my junior year, a crazy thing happened. As I mentioned earlier, he is a total mess. He is 1 year older than me, so when I was on my freshman year he was on his junior. But he was out of school for 1 year so we ended up being classmates when I reached my junior year. At that moment, I wasn't so head over heels idiot for him anymore. I could act casual around him already. There was even this one time when I was standing at our classroom door, talking to someone, and he just came to me and carried me like I'm his bride. I screamed and freaked out because he gestured to throw me at my other guy friends arms. So all I could do was wrap my arms around his neck tightly so he wouldn't have the chance to throw me away and probably drop me on the floor. It was a silly and childish thing but he was the first guy who carried me like that. It was cute in way.

          Another "awwww" moment with this guy was when I was, again, leaning at our classroom doorstep. He stood there 
with me so I looked at him, and then he looked back at me. So we were there looking at each other. That's when I noticed that he has a brown eyes. And then he said to me "You're getting prettier everyday". All I could respond that time was slap him on the shoulder because I was too flattered to say something.

         In addition, lol! I sound like I'm writing a term paper. Anyway, one more memorable moment with him was when we were playing spin-the-bottle with the rest of my friends and then he joined in. My friends knew that I had a crush on him so when the bottle pointed on me, they all took the chance to dare me to kiss him. It was just on the cheek but what the heck! It's high school! It's where you experience most of your first time cliche's. And first time cliche's are breathtaking since it's your very first time.

         When the school year was almost over. He finally made a move. My best friend and I were at the cashier when he came to me, grabbed my arm, and pulled me far from the crowd without saying a word. I felt his hands were cold. And when he stopped pulling me and faced me, he couldn't even look me in the eye. I was so confused that time. But when he opened his mouth and said "You see, I don't like dating a classmate. So can I date you after the school year ends?"

It was a quick decision making. I was flattered and overwhelmed so I replied "Yes". And I just realized this now, he was my only YES. Oh my gee! He is my only "YES!". You see, I'm a "NO" kind-of-girl. I turned down all the guys who made a move. Some of them deserved the NO, some of them probably deserved a YES. And I wish I was a YES kind-a-girl. I wish I was not too picky before.I wish I wasn't so analytical about whether a guy is good enough for me or would my friends like him. I wish I didn't took the time to think about whether we'd work out. Because it was HIGH SCHOOL. It's JUST High School! It's not like those guys asked me to marry them right away right?! I should have ceased the moment before it was gone. And just like what Ted Mosby said "Life is short, and if you ever come across a beautiful, exciting, and crazy moment, TAKE IT! ". The sad thing is I didn't, most of the time.

          So the ending was, as I said a while ago, he's a massive mess. He didn't finished the school year so we lost touch.


          I heard a lot of rumor that he already had son but was not married yet. So one time, when we coincidentally took the same jeepney all the memories came rushing back. But the difference was that I didn't feel any spark anymore. We walked home together that night, and when we parted ways he shouted "Hey! just  a thought. You're single, I'm single. Why don't we date each other?!" He said. He was joking but  at the same time asking me out. I laughed at it and then I shouted back "Shut up!".


            I don't  know what your impression for this guy is,  but for me, he will always be my bad boy brown eyes man. My ONLY-YES guy. I prefer to picture him as that, because I know that time changed him. And that he is not that same guy I had a huge crush on anymore.

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Thursday, December 6, 2012

When I Was On 6th Grade

          I was on 6th grade, still innocent, naive, and as far as I could remember, I was aloof to guys because they make me uneasy, especially when I can sense that they have a thing for me.

          I just transferred to another school in our hometown because my parents wanted me to. So I was pretty much the new girl in town.
          Summer was almost over so I decided to attend my aunts wedding party just to pimp my boring summer. It was almost dark when my aunts wedding party started. 
The loud music filled the room. The guests were already dancing on the dance floor. Some of them were chitchatting and drinking. But there I was at the corner, watching the celebration getting livelier and livelier by the minute.
And as my eyes were roaming around the room, I saw this guy. It was impossible not to notice him because he was quite dashing. After staring at him for about 3 seconds, I immediately knew that I liked him, and that he was checking me out me out way before I noticed him. I knew because I caught him looking at me a few times.

                 It was the first day of class and I was a bit uneasy knowing that I don't have any friends yet. But since I had no choice, I went to school worried. I took the chair near the window and then looked around to look for a friendly face that, you know, I could talk to, my eyes stopped at a familiar face. "It's him!" I exclaimed in my mind. He was looking at me, so I quickly looked the other way. But inside my mind I was so happy knowing that we were classmates.

                  We became friends, he would even play badminton with us at times. We would chase each other for some silly reasons and funny arguments. He'd tease me and I'd chase him, acting all pissed, because of it. It may sound tacky but believe me, it was the happiest day of my life! LOL!

                   One time, my two best friends and I were walking home. We saw him and his buddy on the road ahead. We couldn't really tell if he was looking at me or what because they were too far, but what we saw was that they stopped walking when they saw us. So one of my friend said "I think he's waiting for you." I swallowed. It made me nervous knowing that if he was really waiting for me, then he might walk me home. And probably talk about us. I was too young to handle such feelings so I was freaked out but I tried not to show it. When we finally got near them I asked "Why did you stop walking?" He smiled, blushing. "We we're waiting for Miss Camille" He said, talking about our teacher who was also walking towards us. I knew he was lying because I heard his friend murmured something about walking me home, but maybe he got all shy so he backed out on asking me to walk with him. I was disappointed but at the same time relieved because I know I'd feel uneasy if we'd walk home together. 


                    It's been years since I last visited our small town and he's distant. I saw him last May and he seemed to be avoiding me. I tried to smile at him every time we'd bump each other on the road but he would always look the other way. I was wondering why he was ignoring me that much. One time, when my aunt called for a driver, he went to our house. So when I arrived home from visiting a neighbor, he was there, helping my aunt load a sack of rice in the car. My eyes were at him while I was walking towards their direction, and so was he. But when I was almost close, he turned around and immediately got inside the car and left. I was left alone, puzzled. So when my aunt visited one day, I asked her instantly about Rayn (they're neighbors). And just as I was suspecting, he's already married.