The National Bookstore Incident
non-stop 48-hour giddiness. unnatural, especially for
me. i can stomp on my spirits myself and don't need anybody
else to do it for me, thank you very much. but now...i've been
continuously happy for the past two days. this is really rare for
me (sometimes i can't stay happy for more than five minutes due to my
over-overanalyzation which results to me expecting the worst out of the
best things) so, as long as it's here...huwahahahahaha!!!!
so onto The National Bookstore Incident.
i wasn't planning on going, really. i wanted to stay home due to
another truckload of projects dumped on me. and to think it's
only been two weeks after exams! anyways, i actually wanted to be
left home. but then, i thought, what if by some chance, i meet
paul in the bookstore? so i went.
when we arrived at the mall, we (mum, kat, kaye and i) immediately went
to the bookstore. usually, i reserve that for last (when the
'rents are buying groceries), but since we were already there, i
decided, what the heck.
i was already a bit giddy then--i mean, hello, up to 70% off!
anyways, i went to the fiction section (as i always do). guess
who was standing between the shelves, searching for books, looking so
hot in his outfit (it was only a printed white shirt and those longish
shorts, but omg, he looked so cute)?
PAUL. PAULPAULPAULPAUL.
i totally didn't see that one coming. (okay, i did, seeing as
we're both geekish and all, but i wasn't actually expecting to find
him. i just thought i might.)
i was so shocked i couldn't speak. i was horrified when i heard
my sister yell, <i>"SI PAUL O!"</i> (i guess she was
shocked too, but she reacts in a totally different way.) i had no
time to ogle (how stupid would that look?) so i just smiled, waved, and
approached him.
then the book talk started. (i was in cloud nine then so i couldn't remember anything. some, but not everything.)
at times the events from the day before would eventually pop up in our
conversation--random quips of "we won! we won!" and all
that. the two of us were still practically jumping for joy
27 hours later. he was unusually giddy too. i noticed
this because both of us were bloody moody and couldn't normally stay
happy for more than a couple of minutes--becuase sometimes, we see
someone being so incompetent (or something else that irritates us) then
we start ranting again. so we were both unusually giddy.
actually, before he realized i was the girl at the end of the aisle, he
looked kinda serious, but then i came and he was all smiles.
seiously. i was not dreaming this. i think.
so i started analyzing again after that. i was thinking, "i'm not
really *that* happy about us winning. the actual reason for my
unusual giddiness is because paul put his arm around me when we were
practicing the tableau. which wouldn't be a bit odd if we were
told to do it. but we weren't. anyway, normally the
happiness would've worn out by that time, but because a real live cute
guy was involved, i couldn't stop smiling and laughing (mostly by
myself) about it."
wait...i forgot which point i was going to make. ah, whatever. i'll just continue what i started.
so i thought, "he acted weird when we were actually presenting. i
was trying to meet his eyes--no mean feat, since he was looking
somewhere else. but not in any particular place, just any place
that my eyes weren't. our eyes met a couple of times, but we
would look away almost immediately. then i remembered what joseph
told me--guys find it hard to meet the eyes of the girls they actually
<i>like</i>. i mean, if it were just allen or froi or
whoever, i'd be laughing, but since it was someone i actually
<i>liked</i>, it was more complicated. maybe it's the
same with him. if it were erika or ira or whoever, it'd be
easy. so maybe he does like me. i mean, think about
it. we always get teased in class. not like a gazillion
people know that i have a crush on him--just ira, virgilio, mariel (i
doubt she remembers) and shella (diane remains utterly clueless, even
though i told her). but we always get teased. possibly
because we always end up together--walking to the gym during p.e.,
sitting beside the bleachers during practice, talking animatedly in the
classroom about a subject none of our classmates know anything
about--or maybe they know something i don't. maybe. (highly
unlikely though.) but when i think about it, even people from
other sections tease us. last one was mae, when we were talking
outside their classroom, then i saw paul and pointed him out to
her. then she was like, "hi paul!" next thing i knew, she
was pushing me towards him with this playful look in her eyes (she was
looking at paul while she was doing it)."
wait...i'll continue this later. need to eat.
me. i can stomp on my spirits myself and don't need anybody
else to do it for me, thank you very much. but now...i've been
continuously happy for the past two days. this is really rare for
me (sometimes i can't stay happy for more than five minutes due to my
over-overanalyzation which results to me expecting the worst out of the
best things) so, as long as it's here...huwahahahahaha!!!!
so onto The National Bookstore Incident.
i wasn't planning on going, really. i wanted to stay home due to
another truckload of projects dumped on me. and to think it's
only been two weeks after exams! anyways, i actually wanted to be
left home. but then, i thought, what if by some chance, i meet
paul in the bookstore? so i went.
when we arrived at the mall, we (mum, kat, kaye and i) immediately went
to the bookstore. usually, i reserve that for last (when the
'rents are buying groceries), but since we were already there, i
decided, what the heck.
i was already a bit giddy then--i mean, hello, up to 70% off!
anyways, i went to the fiction section (as i always do). guess
who was standing between the shelves, searching for books, looking so
hot in his outfit (it was only a printed white shirt and those longish
shorts, but omg, he looked so cute)?
PAUL. PAULPAULPAULPAUL.
i totally didn't see that one coming. (okay, i did, seeing as
we're both geekish and all, but i wasn't actually expecting to find
him. i just thought i might.)
i was so shocked i couldn't speak. i was horrified when i heard
my sister yell, <i>"SI PAUL O!"</i> (i guess she was
shocked too, but she reacts in a totally different way.) i had no
time to ogle (how stupid would that look?) so i just smiled, waved, and
approached him.
then the book talk started. (i was in cloud nine then so i couldn't remember anything. some, but not everything.)
at times the events from the day before would eventually pop up in our
conversation--random quips of "we won! we won!" and all
that. the two of us were still practically jumping for joy
27 hours later. he was unusually giddy too. i noticed
this because both of us were bloody moody and couldn't normally stay
happy for more than a couple of minutes--becuase sometimes, we see
someone being so incompetent (or something else that irritates us) then
we start ranting again. so we were both unusually giddy.
actually, before he realized i was the girl at the end of the aisle, he
looked kinda serious, but then i came and he was all smiles.
seiously. i was not dreaming this. i think.
so i started analyzing again after that. i was thinking, "i'm not
really *that* happy about us winning. the actual reason for my
unusual giddiness is because paul put his arm around me when we were
practicing the tableau. which wouldn't be a bit odd if we were
told to do it. but we weren't. anyway, normally the
happiness would've worn out by that time, but because a real live cute
guy was involved, i couldn't stop smiling and laughing (mostly by
myself) about it."
wait...i forgot which point i was going to make. ah, whatever. i'll just continue what i started.
so i thought, "he acted weird when we were actually presenting. i
was trying to meet his eyes--no mean feat, since he was looking
somewhere else. but not in any particular place, just any place
that my eyes weren't. our eyes met a couple of times, but we
would look away almost immediately. then i remembered what joseph
told me--guys find it hard to meet the eyes of the girls they actually
<i>like</i>. i mean, if it were just allen or froi or
whoever, i'd be laughing, but since it was someone i actually
<i>liked</i>, it was more complicated. maybe it's the
same with him. if it were erika or ira or whoever, it'd be
easy. so maybe he does like me. i mean, think about
it. we always get teased in class. not like a gazillion
people know that i have a crush on him--just ira, virgilio, mariel (i
doubt she remembers) and shella (diane remains utterly clueless, even
though i told her). but we always get teased. possibly
because we always end up together--walking to the gym during p.e.,
sitting beside the bleachers during practice, talking animatedly in the
classroom about a subject none of our classmates know anything
about--or maybe they know something i don't. maybe. (highly
unlikely though.) but when i think about it, even people from
other sections tease us. last one was mae, when we were talking
outside their classroom, then i saw paul and pointed him out to
her. then she was like, "hi paul!" next thing i knew, she
was pushing me towards him with this playful look in her eyes (she was
looking at paul while she was doing it)."
wait...i'll continue this later. need to eat.
