Pity (just a boring story of yesterday's events, nothing poetic or something; a diary entry haha)

Hours before the dreaded meeting, I felt nothing awkward. I was just happy hanging out with my friends at Starbucks Taft (the new one) after singing at Lacasita Andrew for the retiring CBE profs, planning to watch a movie at Promenade in a little while, then planning to watch the rehearsals of the Kundirana 2004 members (at LSGH, Kundi Hall) for their upcoming concert. I knew then that he's gonna be there, of course, and they all teased me about it.

We went to Promenade only to find out that we're running late from the movie schedule and we couldn't watch 'coz the guys are gonna have their rehearsals soon. So we just went around Greenhills searching for Cel's gift for someone (we ended up empty handed by the way), and went back to Promenade where our other friends are staying. We all then headed to LSGH. I HAD TO LOOK GOOD, I told myself. I would never want him to see me looking crappy, I wanted to look HOT (okay, normally, I wouldn't like to use that word to refer to me coz I feel that it's..too shallow of a word;too physical.)-- good thing I dressed up well 'coz we sang earlier so I was confident about myself.

Wow was the only thing I could say describing the feeling I felt upon going inside the Kundi Hall.The feelings all gushed into me--anxiety,hatred,pain,happiness,loneliness,emptiness,regret. I saw him there, by the corner, looking all weirded up (maybe he knew I was there, Dino went a little bit earlier inside to check who's there, probably warned him that I will be going in shortly)--well I didn't really looked at him, but Kor told me he's quite uneasy.

We were looking at the posters/photos that are around the hall, laughing at all the people we knew there (of course there were a lot).
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We still weren't talking.While Kizia and I are talking, Dino went over to give me a high five (I don't know why)Vince went over and whisphered (something like this), "Okay lang sayo, nandyan xa, may kausap sa telepono, at hindi kayo ngpapansinan?" "Yeah, I don't care!haha!" (while actually thinking that, a few months back (2 months precisely) I was the one he was talking to in that same phone, before their Springfields rehearsals..)

He was talking to Cel and Kor..and eventually talked to me..I think he didn't have a choice when Cel asked me about something related to what they're talking about..Then there, they left us alone as we talked about his studies,how he's flunking about 3 of his subjects..about his plans of shifting or transferring to CSB..And how I've been saying over and over that he didn't know what he needs to prioritize..I don't know how the conversation ended, but I remmebered JC going up to me saying, "kala ko kung sinong hot, si Tin pala 'to!" (hah! in his face! hahahaha.I just wanted to make him feel and SEE, that I still managed to look okay and be okay afterall.)

I just pitied him--that he only realized, just now (by the looks of his eyes) that he falied miserably, and didn't set his prioties well.I really do hope he'd be able to have another chance at that..

There.Well, he went home earlier than us.

The End.haha!