Anniversary

May 2, 2008

Exactly a year ago, around 7 PM, I was starting to fall asleep on a bench in Ortigas Park. The person I was waiting for was 45 minutes late. 

 

"Okay, fifteen more minutes and I’ll go home," I told myself. There was no reason to wait, really, and no, it’s not for romantic reasons that I did. I’ve never met him, but he seemed like an interesting guy online—only, he was forty-five minutes late and I had to go home to Cavite, which is three hours away from Ortigas. You can’t believe how much I was pissed off by then. In fact, don’t. Have you ever been so mad but were too tired to get THAT mad? It was more like that.

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