on the lighter side…

Okay, enough of the emo shit and morbid crap..

So here’s a sappy story..i finally saw him again…after 48 years. We always have different shifts. And it’s hard to always seem to anticipate. You know, the kind of anticipation wherein you feel aprehensive and you get butterflies in the stomach. And you ask yourself if you’re going to see him or not.  It’s like your first day in school wherein you’re about to introduce yourself and you totally spaced out.. You try to open your mouth and you can’t seem to come up with anything appropriate to say..So you let out this sheepish smile, which makes you look retarded and lame.

Briefly, it felt like highschool all over again.

I was speechless for 10 seconds. That was already considered as dead air. I quickly gathered my thoughts which kept flying away [probably from the lack of normal sleep].  

And we exchange some conversation [about work ofcourse] and then I get that look. The look that [in my unbias opinion] seems  like saying “So…I heard you are stalking me in friendster and even on multiply…what’s up with that?”  

And I shifted my gaze and then looked back right into those deep set eyes of his–that twit! And he he’s still  giving me that “look” and so I gave him my “so what?” look[without being too obvious]. And he seemed to have recoiled back into that normal look that says ” L-O-O-K into my eyes”.

And the conversation ended. And I was flabbergasted.

Because some booger squealed.  And I know who you are and where you live.

But anyway, I could careless.  So what? I don’t care. As if…

In my mind’s eye, I can see that bullet train zooming closer and closer. Ok, let me have it!