Today is exactly a year after I had a pseudo-double-date with my then-friend-and-now-boyfriend. It was after his sister's wedding and we decided to hang out at the nearby Festival Mall before the tandem DAbril (our couple friends) heads home. I didn't bring extra clothes but I remembered to bring flipflops so I went around the mall wearing a nice Sunday dress paired with good old tsinelas. When HE (we shall refer to him in all caps for the duration of this blog) arrived, I was ready to go home and sleep but when I saw him I just knew I wanted to stick around some more (to hell with moving on, bleeeeeh!).
So we rode the rollercoaster (which I think was for kiddies) but I didn't sit beside him because (1) I was too shy (2) I didn't want him to see me screaming my lungs out (because I knew he'd go deaf with my high-pitched screech) and waving my arms (I have underarm issues which remains unresolved to date) and (3) I was in my moving on phase, poryorimpormasyon. So yeah, I was being pakipot, aloof, and all that shizz related to holding back-but-I-so-want-to-be-near-you-ladeeda. After the rollercoaster ride, we went around and spotted a Siomai House kiosk. Over siomai and toyomansi-stained fingers, I was starting to get that warm, fuzzy feeling again and the one that I've been trying to kick out days before. So come parting time, I didn't hold back and decided to hug him for the very first time since I've known him. And minutes after I got on that shuttle, I knew I was wearing a silly grin and starry-eyed.
Fast-forward to a year after. I was strolling the same corridors, rode the same escalators, saw the same shops and ate at the same siomai kiosk. The only difference? I was not holding back that warm fuzzy feeling and I was holding his hands. What remained the same aside from the place? My silly grin and starry eyes.
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