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."

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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