man in the fridge

i got sum s2ry to tell…

i got dis habbit of collecting different school publications. i luv literary stuffs u know…dip down i wish i cud have one corner in the pages of the paper…but nah! Dat’s y i fed my secret dream wid illusions.

on d other syd of the s2ry, i met sum guy mid-September of 2004…a typical guy hu i found annoying @ first. i wasn’t com4table of his friendly attitude d 1st tym we were introduced. He was trying 2 amuse me and kick off my shyness. Well, he didn’t…

The guy will be my partner for a wedding program. "Wedding Emcees", as we kol ourselves. im not used of being put in d spot lyt but bcoz 8s a friend’s wedding, i agreed 2 do it. On the practice nyt, the tables turned. Suddenly, i felt okay around him. he wears glasses but dat nyt, i can see through his eyes. he was a gud guy! we started conversations and exchange scripts. We laugh d entire nyt. The rain poured hard but i can clearly hear his voice, as if we were alone in the "entire universe". Dramatic isn’t it? hehehehe

I was n denial dat i lyk him…hehehe. On the wedding day, wen i saw him n d church…i dont know f its a sign or clue…or just 1 of my crazy interpretations. we rode a motorcycle 2 d reception venue, as the wind flipped my gown…he wud hold 8 4 me. little things lyk dat matters 2 me…i truly appreciate him. Our laughs echoes in my heart and im drowning in fear.

the wedding program turned out to be "tragic" for me…der r sum few problems dat initiated my partner’s temper. i saw his mood transform…i tried 2 calm him down. i found myself weird…y wud i care much? im magneted 2 dis guy! i shud take a step back…

the event ended…and so is our "partnership". But he straightforwardly asked me out…(pls correct my memory). I was shocked! Hell shocked! how cud he be dat fast? i refused wid some resentment in my heart bcoz i know dat 8 myt be d last tym dat i myt see him…a guy hu sims 2 b perfectly compatible wid me

there were few instances dat we wud cross our roads…but those r only glimpses. Moments we cud only snatch away. Not long enough 2 satisfy my "cravings"…hehehe

he tried but i was distant bcoz of fear. i was too hesitant. i was a fool…

den i heard dat he’ll be leaving. he set a day 2 bid gudbye and settle sum things. i was brave dis tym. i waited 4 him. but den again d wickedness of fate triumph…he cant make 8. he flew away…gone 4ever. i didn’t even got 2 know his real name…

in college, i have dis friend hu works n a radio station. i was browsing my friendster and she saw a pic dat sims 2 be familiar 2 her. we wer arguing…she just myt have thought of the pic as sum1 else. She said it looks like "mauro carmona".

yes, all along we have a common friend. how can d world be too small and yet too big for me and "biboy". Finally, i got 2 know his name.

i browsed on my bookshelves 1 day, i was trying to find sumthing. Den a name flashed in my sight. All along…"you" were hiding in my shelves… waiting 2 be showered wid my tym. u were 1 of d contributors of Banaag Diwa…my most precious collections

anyways…8 was such a nice s2ry for me 2 kip.

-oct 2006

(this was a letter by someone, wont mention names but this deserves a place in my blog. thanks for the story)

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