My Extra Large Girl [Completed]

XL 40

XL 40

Curious ako, lintek. Mamamatay yata ako sa sobrang curiosity.

"Okay, but not today." I replied.

"Bakit naman?" Tanong ni Henry, medyo dismayado.

Ang totoo niyan ay gusto ko munang alalahanin kung saan ko nga ba siya nakita dati. I'm a little wary. A little scared that he might fabricate stuff and tell me fake stories about how we met before. I'm a little scared that I might believe him, so I want to try to remember him first before I listen to his story.

Pumayag naman siya sa huli, thanks to Jenna's support, kaya hinatid na nila ako at sa wakas ay nabigyan na ako ng panahon upang makapag-isip.

I made a mental rewind of my experiences since I was a child. Pero syempre kumain muna ako ng hapunan at naghugas ng pinggan bago mag-muni muni. I rarely had vacations kasi hindi naman namin afford mag-travel, so it's impossible that he was someone I met during a vacation.

Sa Cavite naman, hindi rin naman ako pala-labas ng bahay, lalo na dahil may pinagdadaanan rin ako nung mga panahong doon ako namalagi.

So where?

"The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away."

The quote he recited resounded in my head. I haven't heard that in a long time, but I did use that in my profile's bio years back. I just copied that quote that I saw on the internet during my newbie days in the world of writing.

However, it seemed dull for me the longer I stared at it so I changed it to something more interesting but looks like someone remembered it all these years. It's interesting, but kind of weird in some way because how in the world did he know who I was?

I re-read the quotation again and again, until it sounded foreign to me. But in the midst of the unfamiliarity, a random realization that stemmed out of that quote struck me.

The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.

What is my gift? Is it my talent for writing? Minsan nga eh pakiramdam ko napaka-bobo ko sa pagsusulat. But if the ability to write well is my gift, then is it safe to say that the purpose of my life is to share my stories to the world?

Surely, my thoughts have drifted to different dimensions. More random thoughts popped out of my head until I got dizzy and decided to close my eyes.

//

Tuesday was a prelude to a Holiday. I got up quite early and went to school quite early, too.

Wala pa ring kahit na anong bakas ni Treble sa paligid. He must be back in Makati for his training if he really is back from that trip with Sir Adolf. That's okay, I thought. Kung kaya niya akong tiisin, then that explains a lot about my importance in his life.

The day went by quickly, albeit lifeless, as I spent most of my time doing our feasibility study. Occasionally, as I stared at the air, I would remember Treble and wonder— ano kayang ginagawa niya ngayon? Kumusta na kaya siya? — but then I'd shake my head and focus on the task at hand.

"Pre-defense na next week." My groupmate informed me. "Chapters 1 to 3 pa lang naman ang covered so kaya naman siguro natin 'yun."

Siguro? I mentally smirked, but got distracted when Serenity entered the library. She's got the looks, really. She looks like the type that suits well with Treble kapag magkatabi sila.

"Uy, Denzel, nakikinig ka ba?" My groupmate shook me back to earth. Apparently, I was too lost in my own thoughts kaya wala na akong marinig.

"Sorry." I apologized, and my groupmates began talking about the upcoming pre-defense again. Some other groups of people are talking at the same time as well.