...relatively speaking. So, I'm thinking, maybe I ought to tell all about that experience before. Who knows, maybe I'll take some of this and put it in Illusion or somewhere.
Anyway, the setting: second year college, summer. Boo-yah! And it was time for the SK elections. I got it in my head that maybe I ought to run for a position. hehehe and I just read in that Chinese horoscope that Horses make good politicians ^__^
I filed, and I went around with this group of other kids who were running, among them was RD. I guess he took a shine to me coz I was new and all, and not to sound "mayabang" or anything, but I guess we were a prominent enough family. Heck, I just found out recently that the barangay captain knew me and I have no idea who he was, and that was because he said he recognized my face coz he knew my parents. So, there I was, all innocent and naive (hold all comments on that, please, my dear friends ^__^) and I just thought RD was being friendly with the new kid.
Darn it, I was warned away from him by two other girls, that he was a playboy and this and that. My thinking was, "Erh, I care because? It's not like I'm attaching myself to him...!" If anything, I preferred Christopher's company! There was also this neighbor who made it her priority to tell my sister -- note that, my sister, not me -- that RD was a delinquent and hadn't even finished highschool. Talk about discrimination! Just because you don't have a highschool diploma doesn't mean that you're automatically a criminal in the making. I hate generalizations like that.
It was only later that I found out that he was "courting" me, or so the rumor went, that I had a mild affair with the guy from the wrong side of the tracks. You gotta love small towns. Good thing I was away at college that time.
I can chuckle about it now, but not without some consternation. Was I naive or what? (See, told you I was all innocent and naive!)
I don't think I've ever seen him since, barring Saturday night. Looks-wise, he's not that good-looking. Personality-wise, he's arrogant and mayabang and he likes attention. James-wise, way below the James-meter ^__^ Not even near the Russell-meter, much less the David-meter. The last meter, he fails completely.
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Umn, yeah, guess you really did tell me na about him. Gah... so how come you saw him again? And what'd he tell you? Did you guys get to talk?
I went home that Saturday, and it was late. My sister and I passed by an open pharmacy - she had to buy her meds - and he was there, at the corner, selling balut ^__^;; I didn't talk to him per se, just a wave and a nod, and I walked away to the trike terminal hehehe snub material!
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