We had our prom today. Yipee! (Please take note of the sarcasm in here folks) Anyway, the day strted out fine. I woke up at nine to see m mother gushing with excitement. She looked so happy for me and I looked so peachy keen - not! I was confused and disoriented.
After three grueling hours of make-up and hair sessions, I was finally able to get out of my room alive. I looked fairly well (translation: an actual human being) but I was jittery. I wanted to dance with Ronald but I know deep inside that I can't.
The ceremonies went well and my, what a beautiful crowd was present. Everyone seemed happy and gay. Ronald was dancing like crazy and I loved watching every minute of his antics.
I waited for him to ask me to dance which I know will never happen but still. Anything can happen, right? Alas! I waited in vain. sure, I spent the whole night on the dance floor but it wasn't spent with him. It hurts me so to see him dance with all these girls and ignore me.
Ha ha ha. I really sound pathetic! He doesn't even know I exist and yet I yearn for him to notice me? How pitiful am I?
I'm relly trying to forget him since he will be moving out the next month. He will be studying at U.P. Diliman.
"Sigh" I would never really get a chance with my favorite guy in Masci...
Oh, how cruel is fate to me
That my only love be Ronald Belandres!
Shit.
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