My Restless Feet

Mitchy waited for me till the end of my shift as were going downtown, Momie Mitch did the same; for the last hour of my shift I was s’posedly on Uptraining doing Knowlagent but when the FC’s not near I faced Bebang and Momie Mitch and engaged in another round of chikka session. Whenever he comes near I’d face my monitor again pretending to do Knowlagent (I only finished one assignment … hehehe) but only a fool would believe am doing it. *sigh* life, men, babies, marriage, and all the many complications in life we’ve tackled in an hour. Me and my emotions, Bebang and her baby … so the joy of motherhood were the subject of our conversation, admired the new mom for her strength and in her I see hope and the future … I should stay near positive minded people, maybe their aura would influence mine.

Ate lunch in the pantry with Momie Mitch and Mitchy then we went to Robinson’s after, I need to have my passport done before February. So I had it changed from regular processing to rush processing and added an additional fee which was fine by me. I need to have things settled before August or September otherwise I’d be locked in an arrangement I don’t consent.

One of the pleasant things that happened for me today is Vic’s text message informing me he’ll come visit Cebu by the last week of January and that if time permits we’ll go somewhere with Kathy and Rich. It’d be nice to see him, he’s one of those people I actually trust and whom I know I’ll be safe with.

When we parted ways after our window shopping moments in Robi, I went to my old school to see a good friend and former classmate who’s now practicing the profession as I need to give him money and ask him to process my Honorable Dismissal for me, then I had a trip down memory lane. Looking at the buildings, the benches, the rooms, and everything else made me think of the good and the bad times I’ve spent in it. Was smiling that “dreamy” kinda smile as I walk along the corridors and headed to the canteen … I must have looked foolish, but I can’t help it. Here I am after two years of not being there reminiscing … when at one time …

A girl in her first year was asked by one of the instructors in charged of the recruitment process to accompany the team to the various satellite schools in the provinces of Cebu to recruit graduating high school students. So off they went visiting from one branch to the other … where at certain times she’d be asked to talk in front of the graduating class … blah blah blah. That was early March … weeks just before the graduation ceremonies of these students.

June of the same year, she was standing in the lobby looking at the students below in the student’s lounge timidly when out of nowhere someone called her name. She didn’t mind it … after all she was a bit known in her department. And so it went on like that for the next couple of months. The guy who knew her name was a freshman and she was a sophomore at that time, they had different courses, he was one of those students in one of the satellite schools she has visited. He likes her but the girl is numb, he blushes and stutters when she’s around and would have that silly look on his face. These lasted till she graduated, it’d take a while for him to finish a sentence when talking to her, he somehow managed to get hold of a copy of her schedule and pass by her classroom every once in a while.

Now two years has passed since she graduated and visiting her old school, imagine who would she ran into, that same guy who blushed and stutters, fate? She doesn’t think so … she smiled he smiled and damn he still stutters. They talked over spaghetti and shake in the canteen and he was still that very same guy he was two years ago … who looked silly and funny and cute at the same time. She pointedly asked why he’d stutter around her when he doesn’t with others … the smile he gave was one of the sweetest and silliest she has ever seen.

When they parted ways … he said … nothing compares to you … waved and walked away.

I was that girl and here I am smiling, pondering and thanking heavens for what occurred. It gave me butterflies in the stomach to know that someone liked me that much after all these years. But just as I’ve told Bebang … I don’t see any spark … not a single spark to at least make me picture out an “us” and a “future”.