November 24, 2014 (Monday)
Back to reality, I am now in Batangas from a lustful weekend in Manila. I am helping my aunt in her clinic as an assistant to her, compiling records and stuff. I enjoy it, sort'a, but hey, I am earning some green paper shit! So why bother! And I am technically at home! Cause my aunts clinic is just within the compound.
Everything was normal and dull. Same routine again, Wake up-breakfast-assisting job-lunch-work again-dinner-church duties-hang outs-sleep. It is like a cycle, nothing new and nothing exciting. The only thing that keeps me intense is the memories of my sinful weekend, Marie and her lips, and her gorgeous wholly. I remembered we exchanged numbers.
Ethan: Hi, Marie, it's Ethan
I waited for 5 minutes before her reply.
Marie: oh Ethan from Bea's party. ;)
Ethan: yes, I just wanna say hi, you know and the works.
Marie: well hi too. Mr. Ethan the great kisser. x
Oh she is bold and teasing me.
Ethan: I'm sorry, I was too drunk that night and I'm not good with alcohol.
Marie: don't be, I liked it as well. ;) x
Ethan: well to be honest, I liked it too, if it fine with you J
Marie: Yes, it's fine. So we should know about each other more?
Ethan: yes, I like that. J
And as like a whirlwind, we knew a lot more about one another, our likes and dislikes and to our surprise, we have a lot in common. From books to food to music and to a whole a lot more. We jive and connected very well. It's like we have the same wavelength and frequency. I'm starting to like her...
Our routine started from saying good mornings to asking if we both ate our meals to texting and asking random stuffs throughout the day to having long conversations at night until the A.M. hits the clock. We have endless topics to discuss and even some personal things we brought up to the table. I learned that her father is an engr. in a very well known firm in Ortigas and her mom is an accounting head in a Food and Beverage Company in Makati. She is an only child and grew up with the company of cousins and friends. She was in the top ten of their class in Angelicum College. She is really brilliant and has a lot of sense to talk to. And as a Sapiosexual myself, I'm really attracted to very smart and witty people. She is the complete package of what am I looking from a girl, white pale skin, small sharp eyes, lean and not too fat body figure, witty intelligence, her opinionated smart mouth and to top it is her true kindness and lovely personality.
But I don't want to fall for her. She is first of all not in the same faith as I am, and I'm only sixteen which is not yet allowed by the church to be in an intimate relationship and the last one is very teleserye but she is rich and I am just a motherless child from Bataan who was abandoned by his father for a new family and was tossed back and forth by his relatives. I am just a dreamer and is a documentary writer–slash–food blogger–slash–pastry chef wanna be. I don't deserve her. I have nothing to be proud in front of her and in the future in front of her parents.
December 23, 2014 ()
As the light of the day turns black, my usual routine is to go to church to attend doctrine classes to refresh and to reenergize my faith. As I was about to leave,
*Hey Ethan Luis Castro, How was your day?*
A text from Marie, oh she texted me, I was about to text her. It's cute. We've been texting and calling each other for almost a month
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the Lost Boy (On Hold) Again!
रोमांसWhen all your inhibitions and what if's comes to life, how will you face it? will you crumble and succumb in tears and despair or will you fight it and seek the light that was gone when the darkness loomed all over your spirit.
