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7.28.2004
bein sappy
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Last night i hitched at the 730 trip going home. Carpool. My Organizational Behavior class ended very early saving me from the excruciating trip at 9 in the evening. It was raining. I was wet, cold, hungry and sleepy. Then comes the discussion about love and relationships. I think this is why i had second thoughts about joining carpool-- you would have to deal with people, actually talk to them even at your bitchy- after- school hours... and it was traffic. A freshman was sharing her sappy love story to the group. i have nothing against her cause she's really nice. I must admit her stories about what her not-so-technical-boyfriend done for her like introducing her to his whole family (and when i say family this includes relatives as well), and how he would pick her up in Alabang all the way from Antipolo to go to school (Ateneo) was kinda sweet. she made this scrap book too for his birthday. She called up all his friends and asked them to help her make it. This girl's in love. But hearing her all excited took me back. That's when i realized i was like that. EEEWWWW. This girl's a freshman and so is her guy. They met in school and in less than two months they managed to get together. Whirlwind romance. Reality? it might not last honey. Not that i don't believe in relationships or love for that matter. It's just that relationships, well most of them, are... temporary especially at a young age.(i sound old) As much as i don't want to believe it, it does happen. And right now, for some strange reason i don't mind. Rina and I (the oldest ones in the car) told her that it's ok to be like that, to be "in love", to take risks and just be happy for what's there. Heartbreaks always happen, whether u want it or not but the inevitable thing is that you will move on. There will always be another one... and then another. My friend Claire sent me something through text. She quoted Mother Theresa. It said something like "Love and Love until it hurts... Love and Love til it hurts no more." I remember telling myself that "it's not that i've lost hope in love, it's that love lost hope in me." Well too bad, i love a challenge.
Last night i hitched at the 730 trip going home. Carpool. My Organizational Behavior class ended very early saving me from the excruciating trip at 9 in the evening. It was raining. I was wet, cold, hungry and sleepy. Then comes the discussion about love and relationships. I think this is why i had second thoughts about joining carpool-- you would have to deal with people, actually talk to them even at your bitchy- after- school hours... and it was traffic. A freshman was sharing her sappy love story to the group. i have nothing against her cause she's really nice. I must admit her stories about what her not-so-technical-boyfriend done for her like introducing her to his whole family (and when i say family this includes relatives as well), and how he would pick her up in Alabang all the way from Antipolo to go to school (Ateneo) was kinda sweet. she made this scrap book too for his birthday. She called up all his friends and asked them to help her make it. This girl's in love. But hearing her all excited took me back. That's when i realized i was like that. EEEWWWW. This girl's a freshman and so is her guy. They met in school and in less than two months they managed to get together. Whirlwind romance. Reality? it might not last honey. Not that i don't believe in relationships or love for that matter. It's just that relationships, well most of them, are... temporary especially at a young age.(i sound old) As much as i don't want to believe it, it does happen. And right now, for some strange reason i don't mind. Rina and I (the oldest ones in the car) told her that it's ok to be like that, to be "in love", to take risks and just be happy for what's there. Heartbreaks always happen, whether u want it or not but the inevitable thing is that you will move on. There will always be another one... and then another. My friend Claire sent me something through text. She quoted Mother Theresa. It said something like "Love and Love until it hurts... Love and Love til it hurts no more." I remember telling myself that "it's not that i've lost hope in love, it's that love lost hope in me." Well too bad, i love a challenge.
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