I have this feeling she was referring to me as the first one. I miss you too, Ingli. Don’t make me cry like this again, please? 2. Armando Solis' playful antics at Betty (la fea). Ate Romeelyn must have noticed I'm missing someone. I was looking up to prevent the tears from falling. Who am I kidding? She threatened me she would text my ex if I did not stop bringing him up. Why does she have my ex's number in her phone? Very inexplicable. Hahaha. 3. Rannie, JM, Ms. Jane and Tito Bel telling me I'm a sweet girl. Really? I did not know that. Again, I do not have to explain myself. But thanks guys for bothering to notice. That's, uh, sweet. Where is my hankie?“Remarkable classmates: ‘D ako nakapagreview’ – Pero ang dami sinusulat sa test paper. ‘Ang dali ng test’ – Pero sya ang lowest. Patingin-tingin sa bintana hoping makakita ng lumilipad na sagot. Ginawang notebook ang hita. Nagpuyat para makagawa ng kodigo pero di din nagamit. Sinisipa ang chair ng classmate sa harapan. D magrereview sa gabi, mag-aalarm ng madaling-araw, gigising para patayin ang alarm clock. Group study daw pero nag-iinuman lang. D mo daw na-enjoy ang pag-aaral kung di ka makarelate dito. …korek! Hehehe I miss you charing!”
I sang my song that was never appreciated... I sang still and waited... Until somebody listened... And we made music.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I Cry At The Drop Of A Hat
Catchy, isn’t it? It’s an expression I read from one of my weekend readings. Similar to the Filipinos’ way of saying ‘mababaw ang luha.’
As to the reason why the title, I simply have no reason to explain myself. I have not even the smallest intention to scare steel-hearted guys away who would roll their eyes at the sight of women’s tears. &$$4073$!
It takes nothing to make me cry. As Sir Dom would put it, ‘Iyakin ka pala.’ I pictured him having second thoughts of hiring me after catching sight of my tear-drenched face when he handed me the Spongebob Squarepants stuffed toy as a present. Lala would only consider that as my weakness – crying.
Tell you what though, I do not cry because I’m a loser. I do not cry to satisfy offenders. I pray for their souls. Hahaha. Rather, I cry at the slightest deed of kindness done unto me. Sweet-nothings would put me at the verge of spilling my tear ducts. Let’s not underrate what DSS could do to me. Dramatic songs and scenes, that is.
So what brought me here, lest I forget? These:
1. Ingli’s (Ingrid Tan was a college classmate) surprise SMS that read:
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Hey you!
Kahit mababaw ang luha naten, maganda padin:P
hello, cara. (nabasa ko din yang term na yan dun sa novel na may french-italian love affair as subject. of course! bellezas! hahaha. mwahs!
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