If you ask me a couple months back if I like anyone, I would have answered a different name, a completely different person, a completely different identity. But now, if you ask me the same question, I would, of course answer a different name again. One I did not expect. Nobody did, really. Nevertheless, I’m glad that he came all of a sudden.
3 days before leaving Manila, this seriously unexpected guy unexpectedly started talking to me. Turns out, he wasn’t quite the person I thought he was. We weren’t really friends, you see. We were just acquaintances, really. Acknowledging when we have to; but I can’t consider him as a friend really. He was just this timid, tall, smart boy that I really don’t know. He was (according to his friends) sweet. SWEET TO ALMOST EVERYONE HE SEES AND KNOWS. To every girl, in particular. But since we were never friends, I had no idea why his friends said that. Okay. I’m running out of adjectives. Hmm. He is silent; most of the time. Wait, scratch that, ALL THE TIME. Even now when I call him, we’ll end up listening to each other’s breathing. He’s shy. I guess you had that figured out already. A friend of mine told me we were the same. Same in terms of mood swings, patience capacity and anger management. (Yes, we’re both proud to the point that neither of us would really talk until he decides to man up and talk to me. And yes, it happens all the time) See? So every time we have these little disagreements (YES IT IS SHALLOW MOST OF THE TIME) you can already predict what would happen. (DEFCON 5, World War III, etc. You name it.) On the bright side, He’s kind. (WHAT IS THIS) He’s sweet. (TO EVERYONE) And he’d risk everything just to make you extremely happy on your monthsary. (HAHA CANNOT FORGET THAT ONE) Seriously. He’d make your legs turn jell-o when he compliments you. Or when he tries to win a furby for you. He looks absolutely adorable when he laughs. (DO NOT GET ME STARTED WITH HIS LAUGH) He’s cute when he smiles; though he’s quite scary when he starts to get grumpy. (REALLY TERRIFYING MAY I SAY) He’s really humorous though. He will make you laugh when you’re feeling down. He’ll try really hard just to make you extremely happy. And he will repeatedly tease you when he feels like doing so. He’s prone to overthinking too. (SEE WE’RE THE SAME) I think he inherited his pessimistic attitude from me though. And did I tell you that basketball is his life? It has a funny story. (LET US NOT GET THERE BECAUSE SERIOUSLY YOU WOULD LAUGH YOUR HEAD OFF BUT IT’S ADORABLE) I mean seriously. It’s like basketball is his oxygen, food, water, all rolled in one. A bunch of peeps look up to him because of his awesome-ness (YOU ARE GOING TO PAY ME FOR THIS) But what’s good about him is that he doesn’t turn balloon-headed and he doesn’t get overwhelmed by the attention he’s getting. (HE IS SHIPPED TO ALL THE PRETTY GIRLS IN THE CLASSROOM AND MAY I TELL YOU I WASN’T ONE OF THOSE GIRLS. OH AND BTW, HE HAS HIS OWN FANLCUB. JK.) He’s extremely oblivious. (TO ALMOST EVERYTHING REALLY) He has the attention span of a butterfly. (WE BOTH HAVE) Sometimes I wonder what to do with him. (I AM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS. HELP PLEASE? JK.)
I never thought that he would like me (LET ALONE NOTICE ME) so everything is quite a shock, really. (REAL SHOCK. NOT JUST TO US BUT TO EVERYONE AS WELL)
I remember his shyness during Valentine’s Day. (HAHA SORRY) When he greeted me and stuff (NO DETAILS) And last Friday when he successfully planned out a surprise for me (ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED) And our first date (YOU STILL OWE ME A BLUE FURBY) and the time we spend together inside the classroom (DON’T GET ME STARTED THERE) and his witty comeback at my tweets (WE ARGUE A LOT ON TWITTER) Okay that’s quite a lot already. Those little things made me really happy and made me extremely appreciative with all the little things he does for me and for our relationship. (I SOUND SO CHEESY OMG WHAT)
Okay. I may sound like an idiot blinded by love and stuff (Hello, I am only fourteen I shouldn’t write blogposts about this) But I just want to share the recent source of my happiness that is a person. He’s one of the few people that I actually stand being in the same room with and not get annoyed. (SCRATCH THAT HE IS DARN ANNOYING. JK) I know I sound pretty pathetic right now but hey a girl has the right to be happy. And since he’s the one making me happy (ALONG WITH A HANDFUL OF PEOPLE, FOOD, INTERNET AND DAVE FRANCO) I guess you just have to deal with it. I am grateful every single day because I have an amazing (*COUGHS REAL HARD*) person to spend/waste the day with. I am glad that we survived 30 days and I hope we get to survive even more days. I know that we had a rocky start (Emphasis on rocky) I’m still positive that we’ll hold on through. No forever? I can deal with that. I have time with me.
Ugh. I sound like an idiot but I don’t care. So, that’s my little tale. Hope you won’t kill me after reading this. Till next time!