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#80: HIM

Scratch paper of him
(11:57 PM)

Hi,

I don't even know you. But I know you're there.

There is something I felt really weird. May hinahanap ako pero hindi ko alam kung ano o kung sino. Kasama ko naman si Iyah pero hindi ako mapakali.

Tsaka lang ako kumalma noong sinayaw ko yung babae. Weird. Comfortable ako kasama siya. It feels like we've known each other for so long. She's simply beautiful. I wonder there's no one asking her to dance. I'd stare at her half of the night. Pero wala talagang nagsasayaw sa kaniya. Nasa sulok lang siya. So I took the opportunity to be her first dance, I think so.

Then it hit me. Naalala ko yung babaeng sumusulat sakin. Wala nga pala siyang ka-date. Hindi kaya siya yon? Hindi ko alam pero ang lakas ng kutob ko. Tinanong ko ang pangalan niya. Pero hindi siya sumagot. Natawa nalang tuloy ako. Imagining that if we're exchanging letters now she will say, "Ayoko. Hindi pa ako ready."

Wait! Hahahaha para akong tanga shit. Iniimagine kong siya yung nakasayaw ko. Hahahahaha wtf diba? Nakakatanga. I'm still curious about her.

I don't know but these past few days, there is really weird happening on me. Nakakatanga talaga. Lagi kong iniisip yung babaeng nagsusulat sa akin. Putek. -_-

Pwede na akong patayin ni Iyah kapag nalaman niya to. Because it feels like I'm cheating on her.

Ititigil ko na ba? Mali na diba? Tigil na diba? But I like it. I like it when I'm having a conversation with her everyday, though only through a letter. Although I don't even know her.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Tae! Ano ba tong pinag-iisip ko!