Monday, May 29, 2006 - 8:24 PM
is it possible to fall in love with somebody you've never even seen?
this may sound very far-fetched. i mean, how could that happen? di naman siguro pwede yun diba? it will never happen to me.. sobrang layong mangyari...
chris suddenly woke up. his cellphone was ringing violently on his bedside table. he picked it up and saw who was calling. it was his friend rachelle.
"hello?"
"nasan ka na ba? kanina pa kami dito sa chowking!"
"ha? anong oras na ba?" it was already 9:30 in the morning. chris is 45 minutes late for their meeting.
"i'm so sorry! kakagising ko lang kasi eh. you guys go ahead. sunod na lang ako."
"nakakainis ka naman oh! palagi ka na lang late!" Chelle said. " sige na, bilisan mo ha!"
"oo promise! sorry talaga."
chelle is chris's bestfriend. the two of them, together with six other friends are the writers of the town's summer magazine. two weeks na silang nagsusulat. two weeks na din silang nagsa-sacrifice ng summer.
it was scorching hot outside. chris grew more worried by the minute as the traffic jammed road showed no sign of moving. he checked his watch. 10:16am. he's in trouble alright.
at long last, chris arrived at their office in royal hills. his friends were already half-way through their lunch.
"lunch na." sharie said once she saw chris climb up the stairs.
"oo nga eh. sorry talaga ha."
"hay nako, sanay na kami sayo noh. just drop your things and join us." tina said.
chris sat down between chelle and kim.
...
nothing came after this.
i rummaged around the house, looking for nothing in particular. then i saw this black booklet i was required to buy when i was in highschool. it was for this project i had to do before i get my clearance in fourth year. i had to write something (journal, stories, stuff) in it and pass it to my class adviser.
pero i didn't get to use it naman eh. i put my project in print, tamad ksi akong magsulat by hand.
anyway, i opened the booklet and saw some scribbles. journals and poems. the longest one i saw was this, the one i posted above.
i attempted to make a story pala. haha.
i don't know. i really think that i am too lazy to make a long story. and by the way this crap above is written, i am thinking that i was planning to make my first ever long fictional story.
but i didn't finish it.
hmm.. i can't remember why i didn't finish it. but i have a theory.
maybe it wasn't finished because the inspiration i had to start it vanished in the process of it's completion. yeah, that must be it.
everything starts with one goal. one inspiration. pero if that inspiration is lost, you wouldn't want to continue the work you've started diba? meaningless na.
i think i will not be finishing this story. the idea has expired.
like one thing i couldn't give anymore...
guess what THAT is.