As Told By Greta

"All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you."

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Reminder To Self:






Haha. Nasa Condo ako ni Tj. Pero hindi niya naman ako pinapansin kasi nag-aaral siya for her Chem Quiz. Dito ako natulog. :)


Magdamag na ko nag-iinternet. At kailangan ko nang umalis.


Ayun. Gusto ko lang magblog. XDDD




Si Tj na nasestress sa Org Chem in her most dramatic voice:

"I'm so confused with Chem.... I'm so confused with life!"




Hahaha. Walang kwentang post. XD Ligo na ko! :D

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Monday, July 20, 2009

Chorva.




We’ve just finished eating- Cathy, Chelsea, Cindy, Jhie, and me; but we have nowhere to go and nothing to do, so we’re just sitting around and waiting for Dave. Surely, he would come up with something fun for us to do.

“Wala tayong pinatutunguhan ‘pag wala si Dave.”


We talk about random stuff. Blockmates. Crushes. Professors. People we dislike.

“Nasa’n na ba si Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaave.”



Someone mentions Bababe Akong Namumuhay Nang Mag-isa, and I talk about my fear of being single forever. Cindy and Jhie says they share the same fear. Then Chelsea, who always knows the right thing to say, says that the chances of that happening are slim. She enumerates reasons why. Cathy agrees. But we don’t seem convinced, so we just make a pact that the three of us would marry each other if we turn out to be single at forty-five.

Then, we talk about lesbians, bisexuals, gay men, culture, and even religion.


“Ang tagal naman ni Dave.”


They talk about anime and my mind starts to wander. Thirty minutes later, we’re all bored and annoyed, and sweaty from the heat.


Still no sign of Dave.

So, we all complain about his schedule and how we all have nothing to do when he’s not around.


“E pano pa ‘pag nagkagirlfriend na si Dave?” I ask out of curiosity.


They all seem to loathe the idea. Cause then, he’d be spending even less time with us. Wala nang mauutusan, wala nang magtatake-out, wala nang kukuha ng discussion room sa lib, wala nang mapagtritripan.

Then, we find comfort at the thought that he doesn’t seem to be interested in anyone anyway. And once we start talking about his lovelife, he suddenly appears.


We tell him about how we’d all be sad when he gets a girlfriend, but he looks clueless, with no idea of where that thought came from. So, when Cathy explains it to him and tells him how we would all be affected by him having a girlfriend, he just laughs, and says, “Therefore.. appreciate me?” with those big eyes and wide smile that remind me of Santino. :D

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Saturday, July 11, 2009

Abstruse




Flying dreams signify the wish to lighten up, become unburdened by worries, and break away from conventional norms, mores, and established ways of thinking.


I was convinced that I had to give up, for I had already spent an eternity by his side, patiently waiting for him to notice me. Yet all my efforts were futile, ‘cause no matter what I did, he just didn’t see me.

...

Saying goodbye to someone who doesn’t even know that you exist is pointless, but I did it anyway.

Still, I got no response. He was staring blankly ahead.

...

My footsteps echoed in the silence. I looked back over my shoulder at that face that I knew so well, and felt an onslaught of tears rising once more. All I ever wanted was to have a share of his world, but as it seems, the odds of that happening are fiercely against me.

My heavy heart felt lighter with every step. And at some point, I was weightless. Gravity had ceased to exist and I was just floating in the air, blissfully unaware of how weird this all was.

...

He is the epitome of everything that I want but I just can’t have. And a while ago, I was standing right next to him.

I should have known that I was just dreaming. :)

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Sunday, July 5, 2009

Hopeless Chase.




Did you ever stop to consider what it was like for me? Did you never consider that I might be telling the truth when I said that I loved you? Did you never think what it must have felt like to me?

I mean, what would you think of a man whose only interest in you was to have sex with you? A guy who would never talk to you, never share anything with you, and who barely listened when you talked to him.

Would you want to love him? Would you want to be used and abused by him? Would you want to share your life with him? Would you want to be used and abused for the rest of your life?

I'm not a masochist. I don't enjoy the pain you caused me. I don't want to love you. I never wanted to love you. But I was never given the choice. You can't choose who you're going to fall in love with. If I could it certainly wouldn't be you.



I don't love you because of the chase. I love you despite it.




I’ve been reading Alexandra, and I’ve fallen in love with it! It’s such a dirty book but the lines were just so beautifully written that I can feel the character’s pain and frustration all the down to the bottom of my soul. Haha.

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