8 years ago, I met my husband beside the Engineering Building in UP Diliman.
He was wearing a Banana Republic shirt. [Alam nyo yung mga Banana Rep shirts na nagkalat noon, na parang lahat ng tao noon ganon yung suot, iba-iba nga lang yung kulay? Hehehe.]
I had with me Marlboro Menthol Reds. Flip-top. Nabili ko kay Manang Carmen.
He was waiting for somebody. Kaya sya nakatambay sa labas.
I was ineligible to enrol then. Turned out that my "jacket" [all the pertinent school records - Form 5's, class cards, etc.] was missing. I was on my way to the Eng'g building to find out what happened to my records.
And with me that day was a blockmate who was his elementary schoolmate.
And so they saw each other. Said their hi's and hello's.
And then we got introduced.
Did sparks fly? Did time stop? Did I hear swelling dramatic music as our eyes met?
Hehe. Sa pelikula lang 'yan nangyayari noh! :P
Pero... hmmm... basahin nyo 'to.
There may be no sparks, but he definitely made an impression ;)
natuwa nman ako sa kwento nyo... kakakilig! para tuloy akong highschool na nagbabasa ng pocket book... hehe!
ReplyDeleteNette, kinilig ka?!? Ako kinilabutan :P heheheh :))
ReplyDeletehaberdey! (kay dar)
ReplyDeleteay kilig na tigidigs my heart pa ... tweet naman ... feeling ko tuloy bumata akow. :)
ReplyDeleteramil, ay sayang dun ka na lang sa taas na post nag-comment :P hehehe. sabihin ko sa kanya ;)
ReplyDeletebambit, ayayayay! sige na nga, kinilig din ako ng onti ;)