I got a text from the band director that I have an event to play to for today, which was the Encounter Party. We’ll play songs from Last Night’s Remyx performance, so I don’t have to go home early after shift to learn new songs. I got home a bit later than usual because I ate out with my friends from work. I gave up on that vegetarian shtick long time ago, by the way, because I discovered that the tapa from Maty’s tastes awesome. I couldn’t that much though. since I’m not used into eating meat, I get sick if I eat too much. The most that I can consume is four tablespoons of tapa.
After I ate out with my friends from work, I went home to change, then left home to do my responsibility. When I got there, Jaynie greeted with a comment, “Wow, I thought you’re a celebrity!” I didn’t know if I have that effect because I was wearing a pair of sunglasses or it’s because I’m simply gorgeous. Kidding! Haha. But she really did say that.
I set up my instrument, tested its amps and the speakers, and it’s all good. Since I have nothing to do, I watched the other musicians set up their instruments. I didn’t mean to stare too much on this guy, but he really did catch my attention. Okay, let’s call him Rjo. It’s not his real name, but our friends call him Rjo. He totally fits into the category of my type. He’s six feet, four inches tall, dark-skinned and dresses very good. I wouldn’t say that he’s handsome, but that’s irrelevant. He’s really talented; he’s great in guitar and in drums. People say that if you’re good in music, you’re lousy in sports. He proved them wrong, because he’s a varsity team member in a famous college. He’s an all around good guy; he drives everyone home, including me. We don’t talk that much (I’m shy around him), but whenever we do, (we usually talk about something related to our band) I could tell that he’s really sweet and smart. The downside. he’s a college freshman. Not just an ordinary college freshman, but the youngest in his batch. He’ll be turning seventeen this August. I guess we’re not really meant to be. Haha. Well, if I have a younger sister, I’ll want him for her.
I subconsciously told Mi Jan about it during one of our cell meetings; I was advising some girl about her love life (how ironic). I put my advise like this, “It’s not bad to feel something for someone, like a crush, admiration, or even love. What matters is how you manage it on the right time.” The girl asked, “Did you ever have a crush, Ate Reg?” OMG. She thinks that I’m such a cold-hearted lass.
“Why, of course I do!” I exclaimed. “In fact, I have dozens, but it’s not that obvious because I barely talk to them, or look at them unless needed.” Silence. I guess they’re all shocked to know that I’m actually human, who’s incapable of feeling something for others.
“So, do you have a crush around here?” Another girl asked. All eyes are still on me, and I simply couldn’t just lie. “Yes.” I figured the next question would be, “Who?” so I told them, “and I am not telling you girls.” They all roared, as in literally, in protest. Even Mi Jan snapped at me. “Come on, tell us!”
After minutes of threatening not to attend events that I would plan in the future, I finally told them. MI Jan went, “I knew it. I knew he’s your type.” I was like, “Really? Was it that obvious?”
“No, not really,” she answered, “but when you described your type, he’s the only one who fits your standards, and I was so close of suggesting that you should have a crush on him….” She told me about the downside, to (yeah, the age thing).
Well, it’s not really meant to be, haha. I don’t want to be a cougar, and I am too young to be a cougar. I think someone asked what I was gonna do with my feelings. I think I answered, “ignore it… it’ll go away after some time.” Or after I see another crushable guy.
The event started. The lead counselor told us to play a song, which I’ve never dreamed, or even wished to play. It’s a pretty boring song, if you ask me. The arrangements is plainly piano, and there’s no bouncy beat to dance with. Good thing Tonette was so supportive that she yells the chords while she’s leading in the guitar. I was saved from embarassment and major mess-up.
After playing the song, Kakay showed up. We sat on the backseat, very bored, wishing that we’re somewhere, eating something.
She suggested that we excuse ourselves from the event, since we’re not really needed anymore, and we go to SM Molino.
I agreed to her plan and took Kristine Rasay with us. I bought a violin, and we ate in Jollibee, as per the girls’ request.Until now, I still don’t get why young people are into fastfood. We bump into Krisha (San Luis) at NBS, who bought us another round of desserts.
We strolled around the mall, buying stuff here and there. After shopping Tin and I went with the rest of the Reapers at McDonalds to gave a cell group meeting. As usual, many of us showed up late. I told them off about valuing other’s time, but they really don’t take me seriously, especially Ruth, who always arrive 30 mintues before the meeting ends, which is approximately, 3 hours the max.
After cell group meeting, Mi Jan and I went back to CCC to attend the band practice. I haven’t slept for 32 hours already, but I still have the energy to play. The practice went well, so we’re let go early by the band director. Instead of going home, I ate out with Chok, Niko and Ria. They’re like, my new found friends from CCC. I really enjoy being with them, though we’re in different age brackets (Chok’s 27, Niko’s 20, Ria’s 15 and I’m 22). We never run out of things to talk.
