PERKY = the feeling of mixed emotions (this is somewhat different to the real meaning in the dictionary..but this is my description of the word..)..
LOL..the title says it all..
This morning, I was so excited because we, the Sophomores, are going to watch the stage play of Florante at Laura at the UP theater. The play was great – the guy starring as Menandro, Florante’s best friend, was such a comedian, superb acting from all the cast members especially Konde Adolfo, and the costumes were beautiful. But there was one thing my mind got…–wenk-: Niño Muhlach stars as Florante. It was such a surprise for all of us, because we were expecting an Adonis and Narcisso-look-alike just like the description in the book, but…Niño is…short and stout (yuck!). Oh well, just like I said, I really loved the play.
When we were waiting for further instructions from our teacher outside the theater (this was after the play..), I…I…I saw the person who I fell -madly in love- with four years ago (he is the one I’m talking about..my three-year crush..). He looked fine – he had grown taller, his features remained the same, and his hair has gone from –pretty boy- look to an –astig- look (his hair has become shorter and is now all spiked up with some help from gel..). But, while I was looking at him, I felt a sudden pang in my heart. It felt like…someones pinching my insides. I couldnt help, but wonder why. I thought I had forgotten about him, but now that Ive seen him, I couldn’t help the fact that I’m feeling so…perky. A part of me wants to see him; however, another part refuses to give in because I already have a new and better one. Probably it’s just like my best friend, Pat, had said: -He is still your past. You will still feel it.-
Hours have passed, and my day was about to end. But before I went home, Ate Karen told me that the Youth Ushers (Im one of them..) are now divided into two groups – the first group is assigned to usher on the second Sunday of the month, while the second group is assigned to usher on the fourth Sunday of the month. Joyfully, I belong to the first group with Krizsa and Osan, but sadly, he belongs to the second group along with his own friends. ^Deep sigh^..this only means I wouldnt get to be his partner again and I will not be able to see him more often..^Another deep sigh^..Oh well, like I say, thats life. Anyway, I understand..^formed a small smile on her lips^.
When I got home, I told my mom everything about my day – from the play to Mr. 3-Year Crush, the lunch-out with some of classmates and teachers to my classmates as well, the –Ushering Matter- to him, and she to the-him-before-the-new-him. I am really open to mom – I couldnt keep any secrets from her. Anyway, talking to your mom can help you a lot. It makes you heart feel lighter.
THE EMOTIONS:
- excited - a sudden pang in my heart - confused - joyfully - sadly - peaceful See..I really feel so perky..
Sayonara..n_n..
PS:
- Some of my classmates, a couple of my teachers (Ms. Abad and Ms. Bautista), and the president of our school had a lunch-out at SM. We really had a fun time – eating together and went to Kameraworld for a photo shoot. I hope this happens in the more days to come..n_n.. - Eight months na kami ni Kira!!! LOL.. - Belated Happy Birthday kay –Monkey Boy-, si Fuyuki Shido ng Getbackers!!
Cheska's thoughts at 8:52 PM
life's sweetness..
The sound that sting one's ears, the smell of damp paper left outside to humidify and dehydrate, the unconscious minds and treacherous hearts were all but a part of the melodrama.
