Friday the 13th ♥

Acquaintace Disco ng school ko dati and sakto, natapat siya ng birthday ko. :)

[dati pa dapat ‘to eh. Ngayon ko lang naisipan ipost]  
MIKKI: Rubix cube oh. Ay. May kilala akong magaling sa Rubix cube.
BIANX: Sino?
MIKKI:  Sya.
BIANX: Sinong sya?
MIKKI:  Boyfriend mo!
BIANX: Huh?
MIKKI: Oo! Yung boyfriend mo!
BIANX: Ay. Wala na po akong boyfriend eh?
MIKKI:  Eh di ex mo. Haha. O nga pala.
BIANX: Ah yun. Hindi magaling yun.
MIKKI:  Weh. Magaling yun!
BIANX: Hindi.
MIKKI: Magaling yun!!
BIANX: Hindi nga!
MIKKI:  Bakit naman hindi??
BIANX: Kasi hindi nya ako nabuo eh.
MIKKI:  (o.0) WHOA. GUMAGANON!?? =))
BIANX:Uhm. :| Haha. :| :| :|



I was so schocked kasi, bigla niya akong pinuntahan sa bleachers.  He looked at me through his eyes and flashed a tired smile. “Happy Birthday.”
I sighed. “So, bakit ka  nandito?” I asked without looking at him.
“Wala naman.. Kamusta?”
“Okay lang. Ikaw ba?”
“Ewan. Okay lang din..”
Then silence. Nobody spoke. I heard nothing, except for our own breathings.
And he finally spoke. “Wag ka na ulit iiyak, ha? Pwede?”
I stared at him. This was the first time that we have spoken to each other after a month. And this was also the first time that we sat beside each other again ever since we broke up. I just shrugged. “I’ll try.. Bakit naman?”
“Wala. Ayoko lang kasi talagang umiiyak ka. Nga pala, yung about dun sa transferee—..”
I cut across him. “Yeah. I know. Okay lang. Wala na yun.”
“Sorry. Uhm, wala lang naman kasi yun eh.”“Yeah..”
He moved closer sideways. Then he put his arms around my waist and started to tickle me. I almost jumped. But damn, I missed times like this..
“What the hell? Mangiliti daw ba?”
He just laughed. “I’m sorry. I miss you.”
I swear I just felt his head touch my left shoulder. Electricity suddenly ran down my spine. Involuntarily, I rested my head upon his. “I miss you too.” We stayed this way for a couple of minutes. He glanced at his phone. “6:30 na.. Magstart na punta tayo sa harap” He offered his hand, palm-up. I gladly took it without a small hint of hesitation.We walked together though the gym, with hands linked together as one.. AGAIN. 

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“Sige Bianx. Wag kang magkwento ha! Maglihim ka!” Din told me as I approach her. I smiled and answered. “Bakit, ano bang dapat kong ikwento, ha!??” She just laughed.
A friend approached me during the show. “Ate Bianca! May kinuwento sya sa akin. Sa amin pala, sa amin ng mga kabarkada nya.” I raised an eyebrow. “Ano na naman? Ako na naman napagdiskitahan nyo.” she told me to wait. After hours, she went beside me para ikwento. 
“Hindi, Ate Bianx. Seriously. Bulag ka ba? Ikaw lang yung nagpaseryoso sa kanya ng ganun. Ate, ibang iba na sya. Ang laki ng pinagbago nya simula nung nagkakilala kayo. Alam mo, kanina, habang may sampanaw, na-open yung topic about you. Never ko syang narinig na magsalita ng ganun. Ate, iniyakan ka nya. Madami sa amin at sa mga kaklase nya ang nakakitang iyakan ka nya. Hindi lang isa o dalawang araw. Linggo ang inabot. Baka nga buwan pa eh, ayaw nya lang aminin. Para syang pinagtakluban ng langit at lupa. Kaya please lang ‘te. Para sa kaibigan ko, wag mo na syang iwanan. Seryoso sya. Ibang-iba. Hinihintay nya talaga yung college.. Seryoso syang maghintay para sa’yo.”

After that friend of mine told me that, I just fell silent. “Tol, bakit hindi ako makapaniwala?” I was close to breaking down. “Ako nga din eh.”
 All of a sudden, para akong kinuryenteng bigla. I couldn’t believe that all this time, I’ve been such a stubborn person to think that I was the only one who has been hurt. No. This friend of mine made me realize that I was wrong. We were both hurt, how come I’ve never thought of that before to avoid those mess? Right. because I was stubborn enough to think that I was the only one who’s affected. And I was wrong.
Yes. I think it’s better to leave it this way. We try our best not to label our “relationship”. It’s not necessarily we’re together again, I don’t know. It’s just like, suddenly, everything’s fine again. Minsan, the more kasi na ni-label mo kung anong meron kayo, I believe that the pressure is there. That is just, well, my opinion.
A lot of people are coming up to me asking, “Anong ginawa mo’t tumino yan bigla ng ganyan?” Seriously, people. I really don’t know. I didn’t force him to change for me. You all knew that I loved him for who he is.. and was. I accepted his past, appreciated what he is today and hoped for the best for his future. That’s all I did. People are saying that I made him change. I don’t know. But guess what? If he truly changed, then I will say that I am proud of this boy. It isn’t easy to be at your best attitude for another, believe me. But he seems confident about it. I wish everything will stay like this until.. well, until a lifetime, I hope. I’m glad that I helped him to become a better person. Maybe not the best, but a lot better than who he was.
Someday, I know that person’s going to visit this site. He will all find out what I was saying about him. How much I loved him, how much I cried when he left, how much I am proud of what he had done.. Not today, but someday. And when that day comes, I will mark my calendar. That will be the happiest day of my life.