There was this boy I met at school.
He was my classmate for three years.
The first time was when we were in sixth grade, the next was when we were Juniors and for the last time, when we were already Seniors.
He's a year younger than me but he's like my kuya.
He knows a lot.
Next to him, I'll look like an immature girl.
He's wise and smart.
He is a dreamer.
This summer, we chat and text a lot.
I don't know why. We're not really like this before.
I'm thankful, though.
Even if he discovered my little secret, he never changed.
He's still the same...only a lot better.
When we text or chat, we talk about things we never talk about before.
We update each other with the different things that's happening to us this summer or we talk about our dreams, future, or random things/topics that just pop into our minds.
Though I have deleted most of his texts, I saved some and I'll post it here:
"Ang pangarap k ksi psychiatrist sa mental or gen physcian na pmpnta sa liblib na lugar para exciting
kaw san gs2o mgtrbho?"
"I mean cum 2 thnk of it, lyf is nt stble, there is no prearanged plan, its lyk a buk stil on d proces of being writen, endles twists n trns. Change is key fctor.
If there were now crusades den were not chrstians. no world war 2, usa wnt b a major power, d namatay c ninoy bka pa marcos regime pa"
"U knw a great buk is nothn 2 do with da stry, its how an author acurately n graphcly can descrbe a chracter's emotion n bhavior, as though it goes bynd d boundaries of mere literary form and bcms real un ang mgndang libro, kya ang mga greeks msydng nhmaling d2"
Actually, there are a lot of things that he taught me.
I can't type it all here though because like what I've told you, I erased most of it.
It'll be in my heart, though.
Oh yeah!
He loves Stephen King, Mr. Coelho (sorry, I don't know the first name, is it Paolo?), and Anne Frank.
This summer he read HP books 4-6 again, Veronika Decides to Die, book given to him by Che and he also watched 5 movies.
He stays at home but comes out of their house occasionally (that is if he needs to get something in school like report card or something or if he needs to go arrange something in his school for college)
He writes very well. Just read his blog.
He will be a great doctor, philosopher, and maybe an author too, someday!
He was my classmate for three years.
The first time was when we were in sixth grade, the next was when we were Juniors and for the last time, when we were already Seniors.
He's a year younger than me but he's like my kuya.
He knows a lot.
Next to him, I'll look like an immature girl.
He's wise and smart.
He is a dreamer.
This summer, we chat and text a lot.
I don't know why. We're not really like this before.
I'm thankful, though.
Even if he discovered my little secret, he never changed.
He's still the same...only a lot better.
When we text or chat, we talk about things we never talk about before.
We update each other with the different things that's happening to us this summer or we talk about our dreams, future, or random things/topics that just pop into our minds.
Though I have deleted most of his texts, I saved some and I'll post it here:
"Ang pangarap k ksi psychiatrist sa mental or gen physcian na pmpnta sa liblib na lugar para exciting
kaw san gs2o mgtrbho?"
"I mean cum 2 thnk of it, lyf is nt stble, there is no prearanged plan, its lyk a buk stil on d proces of being writen, endles twists n trns. Change is key fctor.
If there were now crusades den were not chrstians. no world war 2, usa wnt b a major power, d namatay c ninoy bka pa marcos regime pa"
"U knw a great buk is nothn 2 do with da stry, its how an author acurately n graphcly can descrbe a chracter's emotion n bhavior, as though it goes bynd d boundaries of mere literary form and bcms real un ang mgndang libro, kya ang mga greeks msydng nhmaling d2"
Actually, there are a lot of things that he taught me.
I can't type it all here though because like what I've told you, I erased most of it.
It'll be in my heart, though.
Oh yeah!
He loves Stephen King, Mr. Coelho (sorry, I don't know the first name, is it Paolo?), and Anne Frank.
This summer he read HP books 4-6 again, Veronika Decides to Die, book given to him by Che and he also watched 5 movies.
He stays at home but comes out of their house occasionally (that is if he needs to get something in school like report card or something or if he needs to go arrange something in his school for college)
He writes very well. Just read his blog.
He will be a great doctor, philosopher, and maybe an author too, someday!
3 comments:
a prick and a git
anong a prick and a git?
prick- irritating
git- disagreeable person...
am i? i'm sorry... IF i am.
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