Yes, my life is a movie with constant replays of yesterday's episode and alternate endings.
I met my friend yesterday (let's call her Barney), she was with Kawayan Girl and Albularyo (of course I won't give their fucking names, are you fucking out of your mind?) it was aisle 28 and the world was in slow motion as I looked on my left and she was smiling, yes my friend called out my name but my eyes were focused on Kawayan Girl. It was the first time I met Albularyo and I was like "Shit, the bichesang Albularyo is here, she must hate me oh shit..." but she said "Hello". Social anxiety was acting up...
"Kamusta? Anong balita? Sorry I look like shit.", Kawayan Girl's words still resonates with me. She talked to me in tagalog and made me felt less intimated.
I kept asking Barney for information as if I was extracting it from a spy but the source was already there. "Bat hindi ako tanungin mo?" ... "baaah it's because I'm scared okay?!".
Dinner with Kawayan Girl and Albularyo (Barney included), was surprisingly not what I expected. I didn't think that they will be cool like that.
I relieve that period of time where I keep on thinking maybe I could have said something better. Or maybe have talked more than just open mouth but words just don't come out. Can't stop won't stop I guess.
All in all it was the longest 3 hours of my life. Just to see her smile like that, shit I was on a high and could not contain myself so I smiled ALL THE FUCKING TIME! Can I be any more weird than that?!
Yeah and even while I was writing this I was imagining they were reading this all together and making fun out of it and was thinking, "How fucking crazy is this girl? She's weird and fucking crazy all at the same time."
THE END.
And while I was writing was listening to Matisyahu, genre of Reggae : One Day, Sunshine, Time of Your Song, and Jerusalem are my favorites as of the moment.
