mr.dream boy

Year 2003...

I remember wearing my shocking pink, hello kitty blouse that my besf friend from high school gave me. I was lost in thoughts. The jeepney I was riding in was being filled with passengers at the side of the Humanities building of UPLB.

Helen Almendrala (a classmate from comm I class,if i'm not mistaken), hopped in while I was busy amusing myself, watching students scram all over the humanities steps. She was on her way home just like I was.

That one particular ride came back flashing in my mind this early morning of January 23rd. Helen was a jovial and perky person. We talked about so many things on that coincidental ride. How eating apples only during lunch time can make you thin, how bernard, alex, and the rest of our common acquaintances were before, and how literally loud wishful thinkings come true.

Loud wishful thinkings...

I have been doing a lot of that lately. It's not because I want everybody to hear my desires. It's not because I am desperate... It's probably because I didn't take it as a serious thing. That what I was thinking loudly was just a silly dream.

Helen was right. Loud wishful thinkings can come true sometimes.

The craziest thing happened to me. It's something I cannot share right now. All I can say is that I am silently happy that my loud wishful thinking came true. Shallow or not, pointless or significant... I am happy I got to know what it feels like.

They say good things come to those who wait. I lost my faith in that saying ages ago when I waited for all the wrong reasons...

My loud wishful thinking that came true...well, it finally explained why I had to be wrong. It gave me good reasons to believe why all the hurts I got through were all for the best.

I am happy. Silently...like floating in the clouds happy..