the name and the face

and the grind begins in less than twenty-four hours. might as well make the most of the free time.

The Boyfriend is back, too. my favorite Classic Little White Lie. being alone and away from home, living around strangers, it's a handy tool for self-preservation. and this time around, i've used it on the same person twice. haha. we're good pals and all but somehow i needed to lie to be able to feel safe.

funny, because this time around the Boyfriend has a name and a face. but the face, in real life, does not match the name, and it's a hilarious little secret that i intend to keep to myself (and hold as truth, in front of everybody) for the rest of my stay in Saigon. for self-preservation. just like a pickle. hahah!

so the face is on my digicam, and it's the face of someone i've adored and (oh-so) lurved for so many months now. (sigh. i wonder how he is). the name, however, is that of someone else, someone i haven't known for that long, but someone whose past actions have somekinda given a tinge of legitimacy to the "stories" i'd tell to the friendd here. all true, except for the fact that he's not really the Boyfriend, which makes me a lot less guilty. haha. all in the name of self-preservation.

sorry about that, dude. sana, after seven weeks, oks ka pa rin with your "baby steps". i highly doubt it, though. boys will always be friggin boys. (nose flaring)

ah, the name and the face. the Face i may not see for a long time still; the Name may turn out to be just another name in my cellphone directory. eventually.

sigh. isn't life sad. :-)