As I was silently sipping my regular wintermelon milk tea with pearls while irritably shooing away flies from the taro milk tea beside it, I noticed a bunch of girls on the table next to mine. Well, they were noticeable to begin with. Aside from their loud conversations and ear-piercing laughter, they were also a crowd with around 7 or 8 of them occupying the longer of the two tables in the tea place. So in short, they were all over the place that I just can’t help but overhear their talkfest. Yadda yadda. They keep on going. I mindlessly listen to them while making commentaries in my head, like how fifteen is quindici in Italian and not kinse. Haha. Then after a little while, they started the stereotypical girl talk about guys and began complaining on how rare it is nowadays to find a good-looking one who’s not gay. And just as one of them started saying something like, “Sabi nga nila matakot ka raw pag gwapo eh, kasi malamang bakla”, I saw him just a few meters away, walking with a rice bowl in each hand. Then he smiles at me. And I smile back at him, full of love and full of pride, because in front of me is the very proof that they are wrong. Or maybe they’re not, in which case, it means that I’m one lucky girl.  Because in my midst is the most attractive guy (not just physically) any girl could ever dream of and he loves not one of his kind, but me. <3

Wala lang, I just wanted to share this because I find it cute. I mean, the timing was just perfect. Parang sa pelikula eh. Hahaha! Also, I wrote this due to insistent Raphee demand. Well, not really, but he already commented about me not updating my tumblr. So yeah, here’s a little something haha :p