Fireworks

We went to see the Pyromusical at the SM Mall of Asia last Sunday. I told him we had to do something for the weekend. Lagi akong ganun. I don't want us hanging around his room and slacking the whole day. It's still not quality time for me. To be clear about this, I just want to be doing something and that something need not require spending. :))

Kaya when I've heard about this Pyromusical, I knew that we have got to go! It was amazing, really. The sky was painted with a variety of colors and there we were, looking up at it with our hands held, appreciating the bursts of light. (Sigh)... It was romantic but more than that, it was surreal.

We bought like four 150mL Close-up tubes and had the cartons exchanged for 2 tickets. The events practically free since you'll still be using the toothpaste you bought. We sat by the mall steps and bought DQ from the stall nearby. We were like kids watching a magic show all the while wondering "how in the world did they do it?"

Formal Dinner

So it seems that all these blog's capabilities are founded on rant and frustrations. haha. I might appear as a walking bitter gourd for being so uhhhhmmm BITTER. Well, let's set that aside for now because I have a lot of happy things to talk about right now. :)))

     Last Saturday was our dorm's formal dinner. Of course, I brought my boyfriend as my date. Remembering 2 years back, we were just starting to know each other and I would have asked him out for that year's formal dinner if not for my conservative inhibitions. haha... I had him attend the dormitory's open house and we were seriously flirting back then. We even had this bet on who's going to buy lunch for that day. Gawd, I knew we were already so in love. I guess I just needed more time. More time for what? I don't know. Maybe I needed a sign that everything is right in place. What's weird is that I even toldhim that I didn't like him anymore just as our romance was blossoming. Maybe I just had some weird mood swing because truthfully, what I didn't like was just his freaking shoulder-length hair. haha. He cried and cried that fateful day and he didn't know that all he needed was a barber. I was "slipping away", he said, as he was singing the Cynthia Alexander song.

     When I look back on those things, I laugh simply because I was so childish then.

I should have written about the formal dinner last Saturday. But I've written all the past memories that came with it. Similarly, I guess when you think of that special someone, you don't really see him in the picture but you see the entirety of the past flashing across you, the present tagging along, and hopefully the future silhouetting itself in your mind--- all these spent with him. :)))))))