Confession #2633 TAKE ME BACK TO THE START September 12, 2014. SM North EDSA. Kanina, I trained high school campus journalists for the Division Press Con on Monday. Totoo nga yung Flashback Friday na laging laman ng status ng mga kabataan ngayon. The students I trained today incidentally come from the same high school where she graduated. It was a battalion of memories that came flashing back right from my very eyes. Yung uniform. Yung logo ng school. Yung ID. Lahat. Who is she? My one great but broken love. It was during the summer of 2009 when we met in a Division-wide campus journalism seminar-workshop that lasted for three days and two nights. We became friends. We used to stay up late sending text messages to each other. We became classmates in a leadership training held every Saturday and not so long after, cupid hit the mark! She was one of the best Editorial Writers of her time. She was so comely, charming and amazing! Kung naging successful man ang high school journalism career ko, siya ang inspirasyon ko. She always kept on telling me na Magaling ka! Congrats ang galing mo talaga (for every win I had in Sports Writing noon). But brutal reality kicked in. Nasira ang pagkakaibigan namin when I told her that I was truly, madly, deeply in love with her. She never told me why she did not want me to court her or for us to be more than just friends. In one of the contest where I won 1st place, nagkita kami. Kasama yung common friends namin from other schools and hindi niya ako pinansin. Yung baller na binigay ko sa kanya tinapon na raw niya. Every Saturday, hindi kami nagpapansinan though magkatabi ng table yung groups namin. In another press con, sa alma mater pa niya, salamat sa magaling ko na judge na naging trainer ko and eventually my forever idol sa Sports Writing ay nag-1st ulit ako. Nagkita kami. Pinansin niya ako. Same words: Iba ka talaga! Hanggang NSPC na! ang mga litanya niya. Finally. Hanggang sa natapos na ang high school. I took up the UPCAT kasi kumuha din siya. Nakapasa siya. Ako hindi. Nasa UP ako and I called her up to tell her na she passed the exam! Natupad pangarap ko. Pangarap naming dalawa na isa sa amin ang makapasok sa NSPC. Nasa NSPC 2010 ako siya iniisip ko. Our days were numbered. And it did. Nawalan kami ng communication and you know what hurts the most? Four years na akong seen-zoned sa kanya! Every year akong nagme-message sa kanya sa Facebook pero seen lagi. Ang una at nag-iisa niyang PM sa akin sa Facebook ay eto, dated 11 April 2010 5:03 am. .im always okay... hope you are fine din by the way congrats ah... keep up the good work ahhh Napunit na ang mga pahina ng kalendaryo at nalagas na ang mga dahon ng panahon... Umaasa pa rin ako na magkikita kami. Bakit sa loob ng apat na tao ay hindi kami nagkasabay sa bus, LRT, MRT, FX, o sabay pumara ng taxi? Bakit sa overpass, sidewalk, mall, botika, ospital, at kung saan-saan pa ay hindi kami magkatagpo? Bakit noong nagco-cover ako ng UAAP ay hindi kami nagkita, samantalang kasali sa UAAP ang school niya noong college? Bakit hindi kami nagkasabay kumain sa fast food chain o restaurant? Sa loob ng apat na taon ay marami na akong nakilala pero siya pa rin yung gusto kong makita ulit. Siya pa rin siguro ang laman ng puso ko kayat kahit na nagkaroon na rin ako ng past relationships ay hindi nag-work out. It was an unrequited love. A love never reciprocated. My one great but broken love--the lady in green and beige--will always be someone that I will remember for giving me the best memories so far Im going back to the start. MAJ Bachelor in Secondary Education Major in English College of Education
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 00:00:41 +0000
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