Now Playing: song of same title by Korn from MTV Unplugged
It was a cheerful morning. I was walking along the corridors, wearing my black Bob Dylan shirt, with my faithful sling bag that never failed to testify that I’m a dork, my mp4, my worn up jeans and sneakers. It was quite obvious that everyone had already forgotten the final exams last week for there seems to be an easy breathing in everyone’s chest. When you look at the century old trees, the sky, the buildings, everything was smiling. Except me. I reached out for my phone inside my pocket. Normally I dont really care about my messages but I’m waiting for a special person to ask me if I could go to watch Dragonball this weekend. The full attention that I’m paying to my phone was reduced to nothing when I felt a breathing right next to my face.
when you’re here before couldnt look you in the eye..
You’re just like an angel, your skin makes me cry..
Its as if time froze. We stood there staring at each other and exchanging breaths in a super slowmo. He was wearing their all white uniform, including the white shoes. He looks so clean, unstained.
“Vote for me will you?” He broke that surreal moment.
He then flashed a smile as pure as his uniform. By that time I could feel myself melting.
You float like a feather in a beautiful world..
You’re so fucking special, I wish I was special. .
“Sure John.” That’s all I could answer. I could’nt force myself to think of other things except that his eyes are causing my knees to tremble. I’m holding my lips, I might say something that I will eventually want to take back.
But I’m a creep, I’m a wierdo. What the hell am I doing here? I dont belong here..
He’s so handsome it makes me bleed. I summoned every conciousness that may be left inside me to pick out a word to say and just make the most out of that opportunity.
I dont care if it hurts. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul..
I wanna have control..
And then he looked as if he’s going to say something but I see awkwardness written in his face.
He leaned towards my left shoulder. I should’ve worn a sweeter perfume that will make him bite my neck. I removed my earphones so I could hear him clear.
“Your fly is open”He didnt look at me.
How’d I wish I could just cast a spell to erase his memory of that moment and just evaporate from that place. I felt chills creeping into my body and my soul.
I want you to notice when I’m not around. .
You’re so very special, I wish I was special..
I just turned around abruptly, embarassed, without a word. I reached my zipper and closed it. Even though Im turning my back on him I could imagine him laughing at how silly I am. I cant pretend it did not happen and I couldnt wear that pants ever again even though its my favorite.
But I’m a creep, I’m a wierdo. What the hell am I doing here. I dont belong here.
The cutest guy in the university, the guy I’ve been crushing on saw the zipper of my pants open. But there was a second that I thought it was kinda funny still I’m extremely embarassed.
She’s running out again. She’s running out again. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run.
Run. That is all I want to do, runaway from what had just happened.
I look at my watch, I have a meeting five minutes from now but I’m not in the mood to attend, my day is already ruined. I walked towards the exit gate. But there he is again with his friends. I took my phone and pretended I’m texting, bowed my head and vowed not to make a stupid thing in front of him again.
Mar 15, 2009