My Scratch Pad

:: complete and incomplete thoughts, daydreams and illusions ::

Window

"Can you open the window?" she says.

It must be the first thing she's said to me directly. We've been sitting across each other for months, and it's the first time she's talked to me, let alone look at my direction. She's always been very private, somewhat snobbish even, talking only to the people she directly works with, and no one else. Not even just to chat, not even to say hello.

"It's raining," I say. And I realize that this is also the first thing I've said to her directly.

"I know," she replies. And then she smiles mildly. "I like watching the rain."

I nod slowly, as I could think of nothing else to say. I open the window, realizing only then that it was pretty heavy, which is probably why she asked me to open it, and didn't do so herself.

 

by: distantorigin at 04:59 | link | comments

Mga Kababawan nung Hayskul

Wala lang, dahil nagrereminisce kami kanina, trip ko tuloy i-lista 'to:

Nung hayskul...

... 'pag makakuha ka ng picture ng crush mo, parang mamamatay ka na sa tuwa. Nagkikita naman kayo araw-araw. :P

... makita mo lang na may kausap siyang medyo seryoso, feeling mo sila na nung kausap niya.

... 'pag meron kang pad ng intermediate paper, mayaman ka na.

... akala na ng mga tao honor student ka 'pag meron kang dalang extra ballpen.

... super big deal 'pag may kausap kang college, o kaya higher batch.

[mag-iisip pa'ko, bigla ko lang nakalimutan ang lahat sa ngayon.]

by: distantorigin at 18:43 | link | comments