it’s raining men (or boys)! final chapter

Senior Year: met SOCCER BOY, I didn’t know that we were in the same college or rather department. I guess he was part of the upper batch and that he hung out at the university for a while because he likes to stay at school! (I am making it up, but there’s no other explanation as to why he’s still at the university… ahhh! Yes… the Senior Project is still on the works… I guess). Anyway, we became friends and we constantly talk on the phone or exchange e-mails. Whenever we needed help with our programming assignments and projects, he was just one text away! He was rather nice and funny too. We talked about anything under the sun but, honestly, I didn’t know what went wrong, I guess some girl courted him and he just said yes to her (Sino ba naman ang hindi? Babae na yung nanligaw eh…). It was during the intramurals that we saw each other again. He was part of the soccer team so I would cheer for our team (duh?! Cheerleader!). He even wished me luck when it was our turn to compete for the Cheerdance Competition, and promised he’ll watch. It was all good… we still remained to be good friends! I can still confide in him my thoughts, my problems, my experiences.

NOVICE had been my blockmate since freshman year. He was that kind of guy who changes girlfriends every year. Of course I don’t agree with his ways, and he constantly gets a good tongue-lashing from me because of how he treats his girlfriends! But we were friends, he was like a brother to me. So anyway, he has got this secret crush on me! And I have gotten to know this lil fact from his ex-girlfriend who happens to be my good friend! Sheesh! Apparently, he has told her even when they were together that he has a crush on me! I was rather shocked… or a bit disgusted… he was not my type at all. Whenever he calls at the house, he’ll always talk about his ex or his present gf… I was really getting tired of it, coz it’s always the same! His relationships only last for a year! It was stupid! And then out of the blue, as he was contemplating on breaking up with his current girl, he asked me the most stupid question of all questions! Will I let him court me if ever he has broken up with his current girl? My answer: OF COURSE NOT! AND BESIDES, YOU’RE NOT MY TYPE AT ALL! (Haller! Alam na alam ko na kaya karakas mo, would I be stupid enough para pumatol sa’yo? No way!) And he immediately changed the topic! Haha! But my message was perfectly clear, he has got zero chance if he pursued.

Now CLASSMATE was a fairly nice guy, a bit shy but never fails to flash me his smile. He was my classmate in two minor subjects. Some of my minor subjects were on the ‘solo flight’ modes since my blockmates and I took different minor subjects that we ended up parting ways… so to speak. So there I was, in one of my ‘solo flight’ classes, he never failed to make his presence felt. From that constant calling of my name right after class and with me looking back at him with an inquiring look, and then right then and there, he forgets what he was about to say to me! Seconds pass by, then he would just utter the words – “wala… sige… bye…” and with me shaking my head and heading on to the Xavier Hall to meet my friends. I was really clueless, or I was just preoccupied most of the time that I didn’t notice the lengths he would do just so I notice him. Even our teachers and classmates noticed it too! The way he asked our teacher to have his seat moved to the other side of the room just so he can be near me, the way he would protest if we were not in a group together, or the way when he asks to borrow my pen on exam day, or the way he blushes whenever he does the reporting in front of the whole class — he may just be nervous or the fact that I was sitting in the front row made him more nervous. Either way, he was one of the good guys. He courted a few months after he graduated and I was in my senior year. He stopped… then courted me again right after I graduated. But, I had to leave and pursue a career in Manila. We parted ways… and he was well liked by my friends and their families. Now, he’s happy with his girl and busier with his career. We still are friends until now.

And that concludes the storm of men/boys in my teenage and early adulthood years… I may have forgotten a few of them, but so far, these are the guys that I can only remember. I may have stored it in my diary books, which are accumulating dust and molds back at home in Nagaland. I’ll share that with you after I read my journals. Hehe!