Wednesday, February 14, 2007
How did I spend my Valentine's day?? Truth is this is the most memorable Valentine's day in my entire 17 years of living. You guys need not know why...but I'm telling you anyway. [haha]
I woke up, like I would in any ordinary day. You see, Valentine's day has always been special to me since high school but not today. I've grown mature and I don't seem to get it why I so want to have a boyfriend back then [aww, so childish]. And as usual, I haven't reviewed for my long test in Filipino [feeling major talaga 'tong subject na to]. So the sluggish lil' me woke up to eat my favorite food for the morning, tortang talong [you guys think that I was gonna study right? And by the way I'm a veggie]. I forgot about the date. But whatever.
After I have eaten my "my-day-is-not-complete-without-this" food, I took the urge to finally review [the most boring subject I've ever taken] Fil. I finished too early for my next class. I was thinking if I could do something [that I would usually do when I have nothing to do--got that?]. I thought about going to church.
As I got there, I saw the flower shop, and my God how unusual--there were only 2-3 people outside. I took a peek. Kaya pala anliit ng mga nandun kasi ang mamahal pala ng mga bulaklak goodness. But still I thought of buying one. It's just money. I don't care if I bought one for 50 pesos anyway. I just wanted to do something that I haven't done yet. Good thing [timing!], the cashier didn't have enough change for my money so he just gave it to me for 40 pesos [aaww, my first Valentine blessing!].
I entered the Jaro Cathedral's opening gate. The chapel has always been the safest place in the world for me. I would always go there, talk to Him about how my life is messed up, how desperate I am sometimes and I would confess to Him that I told somebody that 'she sucked' [God is everyone's bestfriend, that makes Him my bestfriend].
So as I was saying, I entered the chapel. Upon the opening of the chapel, the guard greeted me his sweet [uhh] greeting,k "Happy Valentine's Day!". I gave him a bashful smile [I don't smile at people that I don't know--which is why I'm often mistaken as arrogant]. Then as I was writing on my "To:" card, he told me: "How much is each rose?" [He doesn;t need to know about the whole 10 pesos tawad just because the cashier didn't have change for it you know] I answered back, "50 pesos each". Then he said: "Wow, those roses are indeed too expensive today, but I know there's not such thing as 'expensive' when you're going to give it to somebody special right?". Hmm...he's got a point, why didn't I even think of that. All I thought about was I was going to give God that present. "Right you are, Manong."
I went in. The usual. I talked to Him. This time I told Him about my concerns about love. How okay it was not to have any boyfriend for now, why I am so not interested in dating, and why I wanted so much more from my life before having a relationship [this topic is so out of my world you know]. Then talked to Him about my wishes and what I really wanted [or maybe who I really wanted..haha!]. And finally, I gave Him my little present, the rose which I bought. [Oh men that cashier has no idea how he brightened up my morning just because he's got not change]
I went out, confident on facing the day. Happy because I found the perfect moment that would complete this special occassion. And I'm satisfied.
I got to school, everyone was greeting everybody but there would be some who would still bury their faces with books. But seeing my friends is enough for me to rejoice that I am l.o.v.eed.
Dinner, I'm alone at home with my Lola and her taga-alaga, well all my cousins are probably with their dates. I'm the only one who's single at home so don't ask why. I texted my classmate from high school. I told her that I needed to go out bacause I might feel a bit more depressed if I just stayed at home. She agreed since she's so "badtrip" with her Geo class. So I went out with an unattached girl friend [singles rock!].
We talked about a lot of things. I updated and so did she. We shared a few silly stories about what we dreamt nights before. My classmate is a writer. I told her that I dreamt about somebody one night. And it was very unusual because it was too vivid. She said that it was "cute" [I hate that word, even though somebody would tell me that--as if there would be?! haha! Kidding! We are all born beautiful]. She got so amazed so she wanted to put my story on paper. I would love to read that story on Forum Dimensions! hehe. We laughed and talked until we had our last gulp of coffee. And I'm satisfied
And right now, I'm in front of the monitor, writing all that had happend the previous hours in this day. I'm finishing this day off by sharing my experiences and listening to My Chem. And I'm satisfied.
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