Something interesting happened to me yesterday.
I got on this pretty Fx and popped my earphones on for a not-so-long ride to Delta where I’ll be riding a jeep to Tomas Morato for work. I got out Stephen King and started reading in the almost empty Fx. When it reached the Welcome Rotonda circle, the car doors opened and somebody uttered out..
“Nicole?!”
And there, I’ve seen the guy I haven’t seen in at least 5 years. Actually, he was my high school friend’s ex-boyfriend. (sheesh what a mouthful) He was smiling from ear to ear and I just had to laugh at the coincidence. So we spent the remaining short minutes of my ride laughing at the sheer chance of us meeting like that after 5 years. To give you a clearer view of how I must have felt at that time, let me show you a direct contrast of how I looked before and now:
Side note: Notice the UST High school PE shirt. (LOL) Not much difference? Haha to those who don’t know me, yes. But the years have changed my smile, I’d like to think that. (and also, I’ve gotten just a little bit thinner. haha) When I look at myself from before, I really wonder how in the hell did someone like me when I looked like uh… trash. Well anyway, so sitting next to a guy I haven’t seen for 5 years made me feel like I’m back to who I was during those times. It felt weird. It’s almost as weird as seeing those two people in that picture sit next to each other.
He tempted me to skip work. But of course, I couldn’t possibly do that now could I? Part of being who I am right now is the necessity of a necessity. I have to do the things I do first because I have to. Even fated things like this have to wait.
It was a weird experience but for those few minutes of the pretty Fx ride, I felt completely free of my worries. Like a high school girl again. Free from all the shit I’ve been faced with this past week. It felt nice.
But then as I got off the Fx, I had to lunge into reality again.
touch it?
