P.S. I'm Dying

GABE

GABE

I bit my lower lip.

Well, I forgot, di pala lahat ng nasa Journal na ito ay magagandang memories. And this is one of them, the bad ones. I can still hear my silent cries when I wrote it and it makes me cry again while laughing, kasi hindi naman si Sheryl ang nakatuluyan ni Lex in the end eh.

Ang alam ko, naging si Sheryl at yung Senior guy namin noong High School. Junior pa lang kasi kami noong manligaw si kuyang Senior sa kaniya, and if my mind serves me right, engaged na sila ngayon.

"Popcorn?" I looked up to see ate Rizanne and it made me rolled my eyes at her.

"No thanks." inis na sambit ko.
"Huh! Kailan pa naging nakakaiyak ang Rush Hour ni Jackie Chan, ha Gabe? Or baka naman iba ang iniiyakan mo? Ano? Yung di mo pagpunta doon?"

I blocked my ears with my pointing fingers like I'm just a little kid and sticked out my tongue, "Wala akong naririnig, la la la..."

Binatukan lang niya ako bago niya ibinaba ang bowl ng newly made popcorn at saka bumalik na sa kung saang lungga niya naroroon siya.

I sighed deeply, bago ko kinuha yun para kumain muna bago ulit magbasa.