Friday, January 28
Jan. 28 Fri.
“Run fast if you can,
I’m gonna get you anywhere..
There’s nowhere to hide, baby;
Breathe in, breathe out,
Its almost over now..” –Run
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It hurt to have to accept that he couldn’t be with me that time..
But it hurt more to know that he lied.
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Beija: *slumps into chair* *looks up at me* “Cel..he’s sorry he lied.”
Me: *tilts head* “Who’s sorry for whawhat..?”
Beija: “There was no gig at malate..he was supposed to drive over here with a dozen roses and surprise you..”
(nerve-frying pause)
Me: *frantically looks up at ate Sop* “Ate!! Tell me that I’m dreaming, this is a joke, right? Right?!”
Ate Sop: *places her hand on my head* “No, Cel..its true. He couldn’t make it coz he was caught by his dad..”
Me: *sinks into chair* “Take me home!!”
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The intention was good..
But the child in me hates being lied to.
Sorry..
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But that night was really interesting..
Small world..
And it revolves around the purple-blooded.
Joseph: “C’mon, bea, tell me na who he’s in love with!”
Beija: *looks at me* “Well, Cel..should I tell him?”
Me: *shrugs*
Beija: “Nope. Cant tell you that..”
Joseph: *pins Beija against wall* “Sige na..lalake, babae?”
Me: “Balake.”
Them: O_o
Joseph: *looks back at Beija* “Anong ugali nya..?”
Beija: “Erm..”
Joseph: “Sige na, tell me! Or I’ll grope your fats!”
Us: O_o “ATE SOOOPPP!! SI JOSEPH O!”
Ate Sop: *narrows eyes* “Hoy! Ikaw, bitawan mo si Beija!”
(laughter fit)
Beija: “Look, Joseph..mabait sha! As in sobra..grabe magmahal! Matalino!”
Joseph: “Hmm..i see..well, may itsura ba?”
Me: “No. Pangit sha.”
Beija: “Hindi kaya..”
(silence)
Joseph: “Sige na, sino ba talaga sha??” *holds Beija*
Me: *ihale* “ATE SOOOPP, O!!”
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Maybe next time..