how do you spell T-A-N-G-A in capital letters? oops, i think i just did.
and i think that's what i am, for being too happy about something that came up just about 20 minutes ago.
after everything, despite everything, the hopelessness and futility of it all, the constant heartbreaks, i can't believe that one little friendster triviality from him to me could still make me smile.
paksyet talaga. i'm disappointed with myself.
but i'm smiling right now. oh, that is just so like him. the acerbic wit. how he sees me, how we met, how we got along during that brief stint in kiligtopia were all capsulized in one glowing paragraph. it was pathetic. to laugh out loud at 6 in the morning. not all of what he had said may necessarily be accurate (i'm not as "shallow" as you might think, buster. and you only got the top notch in class because i often submitted my reports late) but i still considered each and every word a gift. so now i'm compelled to consider the possibility that maybe, those months that i had spent in his company may not have been as futile and as empty as i had believed they were. kahit papano. we were strange bedfellows, but maybe somehow we had become friends.
Awwww.
hay, tangaaaa.
so much for closures. no wound can remain open for eternity, anyway. i'll get over it soon enough. so see ya around, partner. someday, one of these days.
Hay. ang tanga tanga ko talaga.
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