GT: First Boyfriend


Whew. Was this month a controversial one for Girls Talk or what?? LOL. I hope no relationships were damaged. Haha! Kidding. So this last installment is about our very first boyfriend. Is this the most crucial moment of all? Hee hee. My first was Marco. Okay, so I am drawing the line here. NO SURNAMES. LOL. So why the secrecy after all this time? Because ours was what I'd like to call a loose end. We did not separate formally. We just moved to another place, and we lost touch. Poof. Just like that. I guess it's our being young at the time. Or the fact that he was my first boyfriend and I didn't know how to handle break-ups then.

Anyway, to compensate for his secret identity, I'll tell you about him. He's a great guy. We only lasted a couple of months but he was the sweetest boyfriend I had. He gave me flowers, greeting cards on special days,
a stuffed toy and all those cheesy stuff guys gave to girls during high school. He came to our house just to get a glimpse of me even if there was a fierce storm that time and the flood water was knee-deep. He was also very chivalrous (yes, that archaic trait which seem to be heading fast into extinction), which was a kilig factor for me even at that time. It still is, by the way.

We go to different schools, but a girl classmate knows him because they're sort of neighbors, and she tells me how Marco is a crush ng bayan (the crush of the town) because he is a good dancer and he's a member of his school's dance troupe, and you know how dancers are perceived as coolness personified back then. Last time I heard from him was on Friendster, more than two years ago. And so I grabbed this picture of him from there. Wahahaha!
(kapal talaga ng mukha ko!) I think this was his high school graduation picture. He hasn't updated his profile since then so I don't know how he looks now. If you happen to know him, shush! He doesn't seem the type to blog though, so I'm pretty safe. LMAO.


I realized that another reason why I chose not to reveal his surname is because after re-reading this entry, I sound like I'm still in love with the guy. LOL. And surely, if Paulie happens to read this, he will hunt Marco down and skin that poor guy alive. LMAO. Hey. Can you blame me if Marco is super sweet? Paulie is sweet too, but in his own weird way. Hee hee. Of course, it's only Paulie that I love and Marco is just a mere memory (ano ito, Maala-ala Mo Kaya? LOL). Love you Paulie!

Nobita Syndrome

I am here in front of the computer since seven in the morning and I have yet to do anything I can add to my month's list of worthwhile activities. I have been reading the Doraemon manga since last night (thus the title, and I'm really Nobita* personified right now) and laughing over Ramon Bautista's tumblr entries and neglecting everything else that needs to be done. Right after doing a layout (I just finished Anna's, do visit her if you have the time. I haven't even have the strength to blog about it separately. Tomorrow I hope), this always happens to me. Now I can't even think of anything to add to this blog post.

Arrrgghhhh!

I think I maybe entering a state of catatonia. What a posh word.

*Nobita is the uber lazy fourth grader whom Doraemon went back in time for to help. He always makes excuses not to do his assignments, he's VERY unlucky, he always makes his mom angry, he's uncoordinated. Yep. Me alright.

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