it’s raining men (or boys)! chapter 4

Chapter Four

College proved to be more headaches rather than heartaches. It was indeed raining boys! Boys in my block did try wooing me but then again, most of them were not even my type! Come to think of it, none of the guys in my block was my type! Damn! What is happening to the world?! Where are the gorgeous boys when you needed ‘em?! Well, not to despair… they’re in the other blocks… other courses… other departments… other colleges… other parts of the university… I guess, our block just comprised of pretty and smart girls, and more pretty girls, and boys (no adjective here) — most of them were retards anyway, with egos as huge as the soccer field and gymnasium combined, assholes, dumbasses, morons, idiots and the like. So you see, I never did like most of them. Most of them think they’re sooo cool, but they’re NOT (eyes rolling).

I often hang out with most of the girls in our block, and some of the harmless boys in class. We are often found in the library (it’s the only place where there are available seats) or at the cafeteria or at the Xavier Hall.

Freshman Year: I was again courted by a younger guy, CAVZ (short for cavity). He was my friend’s cousin and he was your average bad boy type. And he constantly transfers from one school to another because of his “bad boy” ways. Either that or he just got below average IQ… nevertheless, he looks cute (hey, good looks do matter!). Most of my high school friends got a crush on him. Call me immature but I got turned off by his teeth… I guess I was just put off of by those black things (cavities I presume) on his teeth (take note, his two front teeth pa! Kaka-bother!). Yup! I guess my friends didn’t like what I’ve done… dumping the poor guy because of that. Hey, if he has dental issues, he should resolve it with his dentist. I later learned that CAVITY was also doing drugs, and still has not graduated from high school! His cousin confirmed it. Good thing, nothing materialized out of that whole experience! God is truly good!

CRUSHED was my classmate, and believe it or not there are guys who does not understand the meaning of “no”… countless times that I reiterated this to him that there’s no point in pursuing me because it would lead him nowhere and he is just wasting both our time! But persistence ruled and I got p*ssed! What part of “no” does he not understand?! He still pursued… he handed me a mini love scroll… of course I didn’t take it but my seatmate did. She said it was rude not to get it. I rolled my eyes coz I was not interested at all! I could have thrown it at the nearest trash bin for all I care! My seatmate read it for me and it spent shivers down my spine! Out of disgust, I couldn’t bear hearing the rest of it. I called CAKE and it was obvious that I was really p*ssed! I handed him the scroll coz I don’t want to keep it. It turned out he gave the love scroll back to my classmate, he was instantly CRUSHED (thus the ccde name)! I mean it is painful if I give it back to him, but it was a hundred times painful if another guy hands it back to him (like CAKE was already my boyfriend or something)… the shame… the pain… it was all too much for CRUSHED! He couldn’t even step inside the room for our next class. Of course I was a bit clueless at those times but I didn’t care if he wants to stay outside the room. I just don’t care. That night I learned what happened with the love scroll, the barkada told me and some of my classmates who witnessed it… and I think just I crushed somebody’s poor lil heart! Tsk… tsk… tsk…

CAKE was the ultimate shy guy. Again, he is cute and my parents know his parents and vice versa. He could have been my first boy friend! My gay guy friend has had this huge crush on him since high school and my gay friend despised me (not in a serious way though) because all CAKE’s attention was on me, not on him. Well, everything was turning out the way we all planned it… getting to know each other… but something went wrong… CAKE seemed too shy and wasn’t doing anything… on my 18^th birthday, he gave me a birthday cake which he personally delivered to me at home! (Awwww… how sweet!) He got lost a few times and I wasn’t answering his phone calls (I was deliberately ignoring him) so he resulted to calling my other friend for directions (take note, sinamahan pa ni other friend si CAKE para maghatid lang ng cake sa bahay). But then another shocker hit me! A few days right after my birthday, my goddess friend told me what transpired the night of my party after everyone had gone to our ‘tambayan’. Of course I couldn’t go with them that night since my party isn’t over yet, and some o f my guests were still enjoying the party. I learned that my other friend and CAKE were really chummy-chummy that night at the tambayan, they were even holding hands! My reaction? It was cool, after all, I have given up on CAKE. If he was that interested in me, he could have done something… but so far, the cake delivery was the boldest gesture he ever made! My other friend was at a dilemma on how to tell me (my other friend and CAKE was now a couple, just after a few days)… for sure it would seem she stole CAKE from me… but I just laughed it off! Good thing I was forewarned! So there, I accepted her news with open arms! It was a bit awkward seeing them together, so I seldom hangout at the tambayan to avoid those weird moments.

Right after the whole CAKE incident, TWISTED came instantly into the picture. I really needed a breather after that but my friends yet kept on pushing another guy my way! They really couldn’t take a hint. My heart needs to rest! Dammit! I resulted to avoiding TWISTED whenever I see his shadows appear. And besides, for a guy, he has got no balls (now, that’s another story)… and he wasn’t my type at all. I think I broke his heart too… I am so sorry!!!