It's been an awful while...

I'm beginning to wonder if this font color could be read in my dark background...

Hisashiburi da ne. I wonder if I could say that right in front of my ex-bowling mates. Or at least, to マリオ.

Finally I've decided to use the Japanese font on his name. I've been renting PCs while posting to my blog here since I post when I am at Quezon City--particularly at UP Diliman or at Philcoa.

It's been days since bowling class ended. Exactly 6 days. I haven't lost communication with Yuji. We've been texting nonstop because of Unlitxt20. Sure, it's fun to talk with him through nonsense blabbering. I almost forgot what my sadness was about.

I did have a happy time while spending my vacation, especially when I went to Vesper Service at Ellinwood Malate Church.

To break the sad mood again, allow me to talk about my other apple of the eye, "Chinito".

Chinito. That's just how we address him. He's a Chinito by looks, and he drives their black cool car. He has a brother and a little sister and a dad. This Vesper service was our first time ever, and I was shocked that his family also went to the Vesper service as well. And the best part here was he sat beside me… and I got the chance to shake hands with him.

That was our first close encounter. He appears to be a weird guy, but I like his utter weirdness for it suits his persona and aura. He has little perks that makes him cuter. He barely looks at me, and I was feeling very awkward--for there's this mean distance between us. Of all places, why would they sit there? Such coincidence… and my mom's prediction was right. :)

When it's almost time for benediction, his family as usual went at the kneeling area. I wonder what he thinks about me, I cannot directly look at him. I'm still a bit shy around this person--since Chinito and I haven't been introduced personally.

Oh well, I'll tell what will happen this coming Sunday... I hope it's a good one. ^_^

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Breakfast at Mc Donald's...

Okay. So this is what happened before the title.

Obviously it is our last day at Bowling--in short, every class ends today. Summer is over, no school, and no allowance. Besides the fact that those are happening, this last day of classes has been the best end ever.
I arrived early at Ylanan gym and noticed that same laminated fan... so I walked coolly towards them. He was ashtonished (in my opinion) and so I asked, where are the others and why are they still there. He replied immediately, "because Alvin doesn't want to go inside yet.". The guy named Alvin (was it?) stood up and said, "okay let's go in". We walked altogether and I talked with Joanna. We talked about Art Stud 1. He went ahead, sat on the corner and then we followed. We talked and talked. About the new sked, and all that.
After waiting for no one to arrive, someone had told us, "We were supposed to go to Alumni Center!" we left. Alex also came in and noticed my new look. I didn't mind compliments, and she told him her praises for me. I do not know how he reacted. All I know is he wears red. :) We talked about evolution as we walked side by side and got noticed again by the others...
Upon arriving, someone told us that we should be at the Cafeteria where we will enter by two's. There sits sir and we talked. We chatted before knowing... and voila, it was ended. Venus went by and told us to walk along with their group. We chatted happily, talking about our whereabouts. We all decided to go to SC.
I called Venus "Venus Say" and we saw many red Volkswagen. They did "pendong peace" and he and I talked. We also sang "Venus say" to his cue. Oh well, on our way was laugh trip and that, then we were just scribbling Japanese characters in the air. Miss Keim said, "You're really a perfect pair" and then I justified that, "we both just enrolled a Japanese class".
While at SC Keim asked us if we want to have breakfast. We all agreed. And then we went out SC, and decided about Mc Do. I suggested and he agreed. He also said, "two votes for Mc Do". Miss Keim agreed.
And so there, we went to Mc Do and I was the first on cue. The cashier said, "The others could go there" and pointed to the vacant line. He was to follow when he decided to stay with me. I was the first one to buy. We all were eating together and he sat beside me. The set-up was like this: Jan, Keim and Yuji in front of us and us beside each other. So happy me... :)
Jan came out first since it's 9 already and she has class. The four of us talked about anime and then it's time to go. We parted ways in front of Mc Do, Yuji and I will net and they will go back to UPD. I smiled for the last time, and he smiled (in my own perspective). I will never forget this "Breakfast at Mc Donald's"...

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Can't go on like this...

What has gotten into me?

He came by and went in front of me and whispered an unusual "Ohayou".

I greeted him back. We smiled.

There were a lot of  things that had occurred after that. We chatted. I seemed to ignore him. I tried my best to live with what I've promised to myself the other day-- I should not think and mind him even when he's around.

He sits beside me. I wavered... suddenly, I felt empty. Why can't I be able to say something other than my expressions of amazement when it comes to others? I can't even watch nor motivate him as he plays his turn. I can't look. I can't fall for him any longer.

Dame yo. Zettai... dame yo...

The ambiance is light when our group mates are around. I was able to tell tales from our English 1. He's listening. I told him some things about me-- even to others. I said I dislike my name. He mentioned nut. Yes, that's exactly why! He repeated my name, again and again. I said I'm irked. He stops, smiling. I smiled, but contentedly to myself. I saw that smile again. His stoic and poker face sometimes confuse me. He interacts with others. I stood beside the bench and I am reading  the book.

We talked about my liking on basketball. I said I do not play, and I'm definitely weak when it comes to balls. He suddenly mentioned before that that "I play," we all looked at him. "Really?" I asked, "Yeah, it's not obvious, right?" he replies jokingly. Joanna thought for a while, "You're tall. So I think so you can." I thought for a while too. Wow. Wow. This is so not the person I want to leave. Not the one I would grieve on because I cannot meet him anymore after summer. Not the person I won't be able to spend the rest of my nonsense days... not the person who could change my life...

It's actually him.



And it saddened me.



It's my turn again.I play, get a zero. He was the one scoring.

It can't be helped either. I end up laughing with him, standing so close to him, staring at him. I think of other things to think of. Ah, the book. yes. I borrowed it in order to set a path for me. I should read it while he's around--  that way I won't mind him. His closeness triggers me to glance at him occasionally.

He glances back. We stared at each other for a brief moment. He turns back, I do too.

This is getting less awkward, but there's this time...

We sit beside each other. Nothing to do. I wasn't scoring. I heard him puff a bit of a sigh, or was it a "Hn". We do not speak with each other. Silence. Occasional laughs by our fellow group mates.

John was making me laugh. He was telling that the shot was "for you". I laughed away, watching my pins closely...

Going back to 'him', he motivated me, telling me to slow down and analyze my moves. I just smiled. I spare balled. After my turn it was his, and I peeked as I read the book I am reading. I stared at his back. His blue and white shirt appeals to me. I like him a lot. And it breaks me slowly. The more that I know I'm definitely attracted to him, the more I get hurt inside.


This is not happening!


Yuji strikes. I cheered. We all cheered. Thus, Yuji's angels were formed.

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I have no idea...

So there. I came inside the Bowling Center and he's talking to a classmate. They seem to enjoy the talk about the scores and the way we were bowling. 

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Me and you and you and me?

Ah whatever, this got me confused.

Let's start from the very last post when I talked about him. A series of events came about and I am not yet in the very good writing mode so I'll talk about its important details later. Let's just discuss what had occurred in a flash.

So we were involved in a so-called "love team" -quote that, I wasn't the one who started the crap :P. And then they continued deriding and that it ended up both of us were avoiding each other. I didn't know how to react to that either, because when they tease us it seems lovely yet... am I shy or something?!

Anyway, everytime it is our turn to play and we are on both lanes, they would make sounds of whatsoever. I am in a public rentals shop and right now I couldn't express what I meant.

I like the way he motivates me before I play, but I do not pay attention that what I only hear are my classmates' voices teasing me again.

He told me to "take care" as Keim narrated when I came back to the bleachers.

Woah.

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There He Goes...

Alas, a new blog in a new multiply account. If not because of someone, I would not create a new one. Anyway, this post, this very first post will be dedicated to another person.

There he goes... he passes by the right side and sits beside me. He came from behind, and he's there to check the scoresheet as always.

I glanced occasionally as usual, and pretended not to feel anything else but this normal feeling in a usual situation running for a week and a day already. He's been like this, and I've been scoring the games. He too scores, for I know well that he enjoys marking the scoresheet as much as I do.

We had a little talk. The topic was utmost boring. It was about my ballpen. I proudly told him that the pen he's currently using was mine since high school. I don't know if it got him amazed or doubtful, but he lauded me for that. He even took a closer look at my black Tombow pen. We then shifted the topic of our short conversation. I then noticed that everyone were behind us while we took our watch on the game.

His number in the record is 9, while mine is 8. We are supposed lane partners, but then there's a  missing nin number 7 so I was paired with John. However, this week, John went to a conference at Leyte. Thus, we play our frames at the same time.

He has this habit of holding the ball close to his face, as if he's targetting the duckpins. I watch closely his move, for even before I took interest on him, I admired his playing skills. His accuracy is way better than mine. He does a break, a spare and all that. He even has his cheer squad as I call them. Everytime I praise and laud him, he just shyly looks down and murmurs something to me and to himself.

Not long after our brief encounters, I started talking to him more. I had an inkling that he likes games, so I took notice of the laminated hand fan he always brings to class. I asked how much was the cost for lamination. He replied that he already forgot. Then our classmate asked what character is the drawing from. He scratched his head shyly telling us that it is from a certain game. Then and there, I concluded that he is in to what I like.

A day later, we talked again, this time while Christmas was scoring. He suddenly mentioned that he took Hapon 10, a Japanese beginner's subject at our school. I was enthralled. It is because it's so rare for an Engineering student to be able to enroll on a Foreign language. We do not have electives for that, and it is considered lucky to have your adviser agree on you taking a foreign lang. Well he actually did, and we started asking questions about it.

When Christmas' turn finally came, we sat beside each other and continued our talk. I knew something about this seemingly Chinito, and I do like what he likes. We have a lot in common. And so everytime class starts, my eyes automatically search for him and I make sure I do have an opportunity to talk to him.

And so, there he goes... to the left exit. I saunter towards him and a classmate, thinking of what topic I could open up to them.


tbc

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