Dear You,
Two days left. Two freaking days of waiting! Two freaking days of feeling agony! My life sucks. It’s hard to find a job especially if you are in the province. I want to go home! You see, I’m not in my home. I’m in a place far from home with my relatives. Enough of that Ok, this time I will tell you a story. It’s not very interesting so if you get bored just stop reading. I write because I want to get these emotions out of my system. So yeah, enjoy. It starts with a boy and a girl. The girl is me obviously. This story starts in my second year college; this guy is a transfer student. We’ll I don’t really care at first. I start noticing this guy when my friends are teasing him saying they have a crush on him. I did remember one time that he ask my name to his friend which is my block mate in freshman year. But I just frown at them thinking they are teasing me. Then that’s the end of it. Kidding, then second semester came. We share the same class in Philo. He sits beside me. I find it weird really; I mean we are not that close. We never talk or say hi to each other; basically we are strangers to each other! So he started the conversation. He noticed my handwriting and he said it’s cute. I just laugh and said, are you kidding me? And then the conversation ends. After a while, he asks me if he could borrow my scientific calculator. At first, I’m hesitant but I let him borrow it and said to him to take care of it. He just nods and thanks me. Hey, are you bored? If not then I’ll tell you the next scene. I went to my last class, Statistics. To my utter shock, he’s my classmate again. But we are not sit mates. When the class is finish, he approached me and asks for my number. Again, I’m hesitant and said to him my sim card is smart. Not globe or TM like the others. And he said its okay. I said why do you want my number? He just said to contact me to return my calculator. So, again I give him my number in TM, which I don’t use, I always use my smart. To make the story faster we became text mates. He’s sweet and funny at text and I’m happy texting him. My friends notice that, and they tease me which makes me blushed. Yeah, he asks me in text if he could court me. You know what I said? We’ll? Here it is. I declined! Tada! Funny right? I like the guy but I rejected him. I have my reasons! I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend till I graduate and I have personal reasons. His texts lessen but we still texted, then one of my best friends said he courted one of our classmate who recently became my friend and she said to them that he is boring and so quiet. Ok, that’s quite true but his not that boring! In my mind I defended him. But I just stay quiet and listen to them. They also said he was timid (torpe).
The intrams came and we still texted. My friends say I’m blooming. We’ll I just discover I have a major crush in him. When I saw him, my hearts beat faster like I’m running in a marathon. My hands became colder like I always hold an ice. My cheeks are reddening and I feel they are getting hot. And lastly I’m nervous as hell! That’s what I’m feeling when we are near to each other. And in class I always find myself ogling at him. I’m not drooling okay?! When I don’t see him in crowd my eyes always scan the area and when I find him I just keep staring at him and when he would look at me I averted my eyes to something else or pretend to look at others or talk to my friend. I want him to notice me, so sometimes I do weird stuff. This is what you call the symptoms of love. (To be continued)
Me
