07.05.2016
I was trying, believe me. But it's not easy. Baby, it isn't. I need to divert my attention to something that would actually bring back the confidence in me. And thank goodness, I found some candidates.
I thought of myself again. I know I am not that beautiful but I also know that I'm not really ugly. Besides, during my youth, I had a lot of admirers of different sorts, (ehem...) including lesbians. So, no. I am not an ugly duckling. (Ok, dear self, convince yourself.) I lack height but maybe it added to my charm. I don't know. Somehow, it's kind of frustrating. And funny.
Talk about admirers again, I remember one who was younger than me. His name was Amir. He was tall, slim, and a pretty boy then. He was sweet and gentle. I was almost falling in love with him if not for his age. We spent time together playing billiards. He had written me a love letter that made me smile when I read it. I even remember a girl at his age who tried to verbally harrassed me just because this bully girl has a big crush on Amir. Yet, this was way too long ago. I could only smile now at the thought. As far as I know, he had impregnated some girl at his young age. I wasn't sure if it's the bully girl though. And I felt bad for him. The time when I met him, he really seemed innocent. And it's sudden that he already became a father without finishing a College degree.
With all this, an idea popped into my mind. I want to write a love story about a woman falling in love with a man years younger than her. I already have some twisted plots in my mind. I could get some character of the woman out of myself and then some character of the young man from Amir.
Then... another young man came into picture. When I was on my way to school, typing my emotions of yesterday, I noticed this young man who sat in front of me. We were in the jeepney bound to Guadalupe. He was the same young man I eyed few days ago. Truly, he's an eye candy. I told myself, 'Ba, pogi 'tong isang 'to ah.'
He's cute. That's why I checked him out. But of course, it was just basically out of being attracted with his physical attributes.
So this means, this wasn't the first time I saw him. Guess what? Few days before, he sat beside me. And even though I couldn't see his face clearly, I was already curious about him. Funny right? Maharot talaga tayo paminsan-minsan girl. So that time, I had this what they call 'hokage' moves. My eyes searched his body. He's wearing a school uniform and luckily, a nametag was hanging from his neck. It read, 'Cyfer'. I thought it was very unique that it's actually a good name for a story. I smiled. He seemed to be a high school student. And I was right when he got out of the jeepney in front of Makati Science School. Smart kid huh? Additional 'pogi points'.
My mind wandered and think again of scenes and remarkable plots in my head.
I was able to search for him in Facebook the first time I encountered him. With his unique name? Duh? Piece of cake! Girls really have an awesome stalker skills. Not that I am planning to message him or add him. Hahaha. That is way out of boundaries.
Anyway, I found out that we have mutual friends: Kristin and Princess. Both my former students in the school where I teach. They passed the admission's exam for MakSci - a prestigious school, known for it's high standards. Prince is there, too. Trisha's older brother.
So I imagined this Cyfer being popular with the girls. Because he's friends with Princess and Kristin but not with Prince. And being able to garner 300+ likes in his pictures won't deny that fact. And tada! I have now a prospect for my distraction. Okay let me be clear. DIS-TRAC-TION. Not destruction. Alright? Besides, I couldn't start my story that soon. I am too busy with the paperworks in school, with the sidelines after that and oh, Trisha let me borrow her newly purchased book - 'The 5th Wave'. And I would gladly indulge myself with a good read as my distraction, too.
So yeah. This is awesome! I'm already distracted.
Sigh. Fair.
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