Friday, February 25
Feb. 25 Fri.
“I wish you were here with me..” -me
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I spent the afternoon getting practically plushed all over by these people in the salon. My nails, my feet, my face, my hair..
I ended up looking like a cat.
Make-up artist: *looks at me in the mirror* “Hmm..may konting Chinese blood ka, noh?”
Me: “Uh..yes..”
Make-up artist: *grins* “Papalabasin natin ang pagka-chinita mo, iha.”
Kuya&Me: O_o
Me: *stares open-mouthed at the mirror* “K-kuya..”
Kuya: *eyes widen* “Holy shit Celine..you..you look like..”
(pause)
Kuya: *gasp* “You look like a sexy, slightly Chinese version of Akasha with a hint of puppy-love!”
Everyone in the salon: O_o “Huh??”
Pedicurist: *giving me a foot spa* “Grabe naman paa mo iha..ang haba..”
Kuya: “Eh kasi po ang tangkad nya..ang hirap nga po maghanap ng sapatos para sa kanya eh!”
Them: *laughs*
Me: *grumbles* “If I wasn’t a girl, I’d take that as a major compliment.”
Hair stylist: *does weird stuff to my hair*
Me: *gasp* “Kuya..what’s he doing to my hair?!?!”
Kuya: “He’s uh..teasing it.”
Hair stylist: “Para umalsa buhok mo..its so limp!”
Me: *lip quivers* “I have a feeling I’m never gonna be able to brush my hair again..”
With the movie Dyesebel playing on the TV set in the salon, I got out of there feeling like a kitten who just hopped out of a black-and-white movie.
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I got there with Glenn, who was a perfect gentleman as usual..all the girls’ heads turned at him, and all the guys’ turned at me..>_<
“Pare, sino yun..?”
Damn.
Sorry, I so did not expect that.
Natibo mga kabarkada ko sa itsura ko, and some of the guys, teachers, parents, and sisters were gawking at us. It was fun, really..trying to act like a girl, but failing miserably..i could hardly care.
And excuse me...every girl there shone like a star. As in. I was so happy to see them..so..dolled up in their most beautiful..breathtaking.
Glenn thought my gown was gonna be peach..(damn, I wish!) and bought me an orange corsage, and wore an orange tie (with panda bear prints!! So cute!), much to my amusement. His buttoniere kept breaking off, and I had to pin it on his coat again and again and again..even had to make him unbutton his coat to pin it on properly..much to the entertainment of the girls. *ahem.*
We took it to the dancefloor, and had to drag Glenn to dance..
Me: *tugs Glenn* “Let’s dance!”
Glenn: *eyes widen* *stiffens* “Ayaw!!”
Me: *grin* “Sige na..its just waltz..”
Glenn: *shakes head vigorously* “Ayaw! Ayaw!!”
Us: *blink* *laughs* “Para ka’ng bata!!”
I had to teach Glenn how to dance..and I didn’t even know how!
Glenn: *looks at me* “Erm..pa’no sumayaw..?”
Me: *blink* “Er..di ko rin alam eh..” *looks up at him* *grins* “Kapain na lang natin!”
Glenn: *laughs* “O sige..”
Us: “One..two, two.. Two..two three..ouch!! Sorry!”
People around us: “Aray..nakupo..twin towers!!”
Us: *laughs*
Me: “Teka nga..parang masahado ata malalaki strides natin in this tight crowd..dun kaya tayo sa likod?”
Glenn: *smiles at me* “Sure ba..”
Us: *makes our way to the back, in front of the teachers, parents, and sisters*
Me: “ayan..now where were we?”
Glenn: *takes my hand* *looks down at our feet* “Okay..one..two..”
Us: *looks down at our feet, tryin to dance and not step on each other* “We’re doing it!!!” *laughs*
(light flashes somewhere beside us)
Me: *blink* “What was that..?” *looks around* *sees Sr. Carla with a camera facing us* O_O “OH DEAR GOD..”
Glenn: “Bakit..? What’s wrong..?”
Me: “W-we’re gonna end up in the papers..” *twitching fit*
Teachers, parents, nuns: *giggles at us*
Me: *turns to Glenn* “Let’s..get outta here..?”
Glenn: *takes my hand* “Let’s go!”
Us: *scampers, laughing*
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The food was okay, and the video presentation was just hilarious. We kept laughing at the part where maika was tugging the leaves of the tree near the MPBuilding, and laughing at the camera, chasing Trixia around with the leaves. We doubled over at Nica’s picture when she was way younger..hgghhhh...there are no words. *manic laughter*
There were times when we really got rowdy, and I acted more of a guy than our escorts. It was really funny, but quite peculiar and damn unfit since I was wearing one of the most elegant (and not to mention tight!) gowns in the place.
Andy: *tugs her date* “Uyy..sayaw naman tayo..”
Andy’s date: *smiles sheepishly* “Uh..no thanks..di ako marunong..”
Me: *raises eyebrow at him* “Dude..isa lang ang rule dito sa barkada: Pag hindi ka sumayaw, SASAYAWAN ka namin!”
Him: O_O
Us: *laughs*
Anne: *grabs me* “Cel! Tingnan mo si Aleli! Shit, ang ganda nya tonight!! Natitibo ako!!”
Me: *eyes widen* “Holy shit!” *gawks at Aleli*
Aleli: *blushes furiously* “Poga Estrada!” *pokes her date* “Er..eto nga pala si Celine at Anne..”
Me: *turns to Aleli’s date* “Grabe..ang ganda ng date mo! Jackpot!” *grin* “Paka-ingatan mo siya, ha! Kundi..”
Guys at the table: O_O
Inna’s date: *hi-fives the guys* “Pare, apir naman jan o!”
Guys: *hi-fives back*
Inna’s date: *hugs the guys* “O, pare hug naman!” *grabs Glenn and hugs him*
Glenn: O_O *stiffens*
Girls: *twitches* “Yaaakk!!! Bumibigay!!”
Me: *growls* *hikes up skirt* “Poga..Bitawan mo nga date ko!” *points a finger at his collar bone, looking down at him* “Pare, kita mo ‘tong takong ko? Ha??” *brandishes my silver heel*
Inna’s date: *blink* “Uh..yeah?”
Me: “Baka gusto mo ‘tong takong ko ang huli mo’ng makita sa mundo’ng ibabaw na ‘to!”
Inna’s date: *eyes widen* *backs away* “Hindi po! Ititigil na po! Magpapaka-lalake na po!!”
Them: *laughs their heads off*
Giselle: *takes a spoonful of salad from the buffet table* “Wow salad!”
Giselle’s date: *takes a spoonful* *looks up at me* “Uh..I guess you’d want some?”
Me: “You guess wrong. I hate salad!”
Giselle’s date: *raises eyebrow* *looks me up and down* “You? Eh ang supermodel nga ng itsura mo, I thought you were a vegetarian!”
Me: *makes a face* “Hell no! I believe in the power of the meat!” *laughs*
Them: *laughs with me*
Giselles’ date: *still eyeing me* “Uuy..ang model ng katawan..pag ikaw naging model, alalahanin mo ako, ha?” *grins*
Giselle: *slowly bows her head*
Me: *looks at him straight in the eye, my eyebrow raised* *ever so slowly puts my arm around Giselle’s waist and pulls her close* “Pare..kung ayaw mo sa date mo..AKIN NA LANG SIYA.” *cocks head*
Giselle: *cowers* *covers her face*
Giselle’s date: *eyes widen* “Uh..wag naman..wala namang ganyanan..”
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Near the end of the night, I was feeling well..quite normal. Like it wasn’t such a big deal that everyone was wearing flashy intricate gowns (and so was I..), looking their best, and trying so damn hard not to blush with their escorts. It felt just like any other party.
But damn.
Deep inside, I had a nagging gut feeling something was missing.
Something was supposed to be there..
There in the seat beside me.
SomeONE...
else.
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I don’t mean to offend. I kinda took a liking to Glenn, aside from the fact that he treats me like I don’t exist after the affairs. Im happy for him and his oh-so-sweet girlfriend (but Maika sure as hell aint!), and I commend him for being the ultimate epitome of a gentleman.
But honestly..
I wanted someone else to be there with me..
To share this starlit night with me. Kahit isang beses lang. Dun lang. Sana.
I smiled like an idiot just thinking about how the night would be if he was the one with me.
The one to go the the house, wait (in pure agony) in the living room with my dad and brother (say your prayers..) as I dress up in my room..
see him smile (and hopefully blush) when I walk out of my room..
see him shake my dad and kuya’s hand, watch him nod and twitch with my dad’s last instructions..
control myself from hugging him as we walk out into the night and in his car..
wave at my dad and bro, and sit in the passenger’s seat..
fasten my belt and nag him to do so too, as we zoom off to school..
turn down the radio and just enjoy the silence (that is if I don’t talk and chatter my head off)..
make our way to the entrance, registry, teacher introductions..
fasten his buttoneire as he puts on my corsage..
hook my arm around his as we make our way to table 26..
hold his hand under the table and wait till my friends arrive, blushing like crazy as they see him and cry with joy for me..
walk around and introduce him to my close friends (and anyone else who asks, for that matter), and lead him away from devouring stares..
sit beside him on that vintage car as we take our prompic together, blushing at the photographer’s “Okay closer..closer..closer pa! Perfect! Oh what a nice couple..”, and laugh my head off as we pose in the barkada pics..
stare up a the starlit sky and point out our favorite constellations, smiling in the cool night air..
dragging him to the dancefloor and teaching him how to dance (unless he knows how to dance already, then by all means teach meh!)..
relish the feel of my hand in his, and the other resting over his heart as we dance to the slow songs..
cover my face as I show him how the barkada dirty dances..
pull him to the center of the barkada dance circle, and dance with him (probably twirl him, haha)..
lead him to the back of the crowd where we could dance away from the others (and hopefully get our pictures taken, haha!)..
just enjoy the silence and presence of each other (especially in the really senti songs)..
line up for the buffet with him, challenging his appetite with my feeble one..watch him pile up his food, and eat (I swear, ang sarap panoorin ang malakas kumain..)..
thumb-wrestle (with my trusty thumbs!) with him for the dessert..
lightly whack him when he pulls some of his antics (then grin right after)..
urgently pat his shoulder, pretending im about to say something important, and whispering to him “I love you.”, and lean back to watch him blush..
laugh along with him as I point out my barkada in the video presentation..
point out the barkada black and white pictures in the mosaic, and make him look for my face..
watch in mild interest as they announce the awardees for the night (and probably sink into our chairs when our names get called – of course, care of my berks)..
sigh sadly as the night ends, hugging him one last time..
say goodbye to my berks as we make our way hand-in-hand to his car..
step inside and drive back to my house..
pecks him on the cheek and gives him one last smile as my dad and bro come out to let me in, and shake his hand..
smile as he drives off..then fade into the remainder of the night, and into eternity..
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But hey..the fact that he called was good enough.
I waltzed under the open starlit night sky, infront of the chapel with my eyes closed..
Heaven, pare.
Really.
And although I didn’t really get what I wanted, I was happy..
We all had a great time, looking our most beautiful, with our ahehehems with us..
And I got to dance with my plushie.
I couldn’t ask for anything more.
Well, maybe pictures from his field trip. :p
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