I grew up believing that wishes can come true, that dreams can be real, that everything in this world is about happy endings. That was how I see the world…that was how I view life. That was what I thought! But many have happened and I have outgrown the happy vision of the world. I am through chasing my dreams and have given up the thought that it would come true. I have stopped wishing and have chosen to stick my thoughts to reality than to wishes. I have lost my hopes on happy endings. This isn’t a fairytale and my life can never end like Belle’s, Cinderella’s or Snow White’s.
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I was walking by the school grounds watching how the kids run to and fro as they hurriedly transfer from one class to another. This is the usual scene. This is how my eyes are trained everyday. It was a busy day and the sun was proudly showing his light to everyone. The leaves were in deep green and the trees were standing so alive in might greeting me a good day. The wind blows my hair as it passes through my face sending me kisses of good luck. “It’s gonna’ be a great day.”
It’s a Wednesday morning - school’s wash day. This has been every student’s favorite day. The day when we get to go to school wearing the trendiest clothes we have in our closets. I was wearing my pink shirt. This was my brother’s gift to me during my birthday two years ago. This may not match the “in” fashion but this has been my all time favorite. Not to mention the color though. Well, I may not be as pretty as the girls in high heels but I actually don’t care (well, I actually care a little), what matters to me is that I’m comfortable with what I’m wearing.
There were already a lot of kids in the room. My Philosophy class is almost filled as I arrived. I was about to get into the room, smiling like the sun as I wave my hand to greet my friends. Then suddenly someone standing in front of me turned around and spilled his coffee down to my shirt. “DAMN! What a very good day to start my morning.”
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Seven thirty-two... that was the exact time I arrived at the room. I was a bit early than expected and there were still very few people. “one, two, three, four, five, six heads.” Not bad for an eight o’ clock class. Twenty-eight minutes more before the rest are declared late and before I fix myself to another boring session. I dropped my bag into my place as I decided to walk down towards the cafeteria. It’s too early for me to feel sleepy so I need to get myself something to keep me awake.
At a very early time, the cafeteria is still in its peaceful mode. With very few people eating their breakfast or just taking the chance to sit down, the chaotic place during snack and lunch time has evolved into a relaxing venue for people who simply wants to be at peace. I slid my hands on my pocket as I directly have a grasp on a ten-peso coin. I walked towards the coffee machine as I put the coin on the hole for the cash and as I then wait for the hot coffee to come pouring on my cup. The aroma of the coffee awakened me and the heat has warmth my body. As soon as I got my coffee, I hurried back to the room. Tardiness is a capital sin for me and I can never forgive myself if ever I come to class late.
Most of my class mates were already at the room when I arrived. The BA boy who sits next to me was already on his seat, as well as the Biology chick who sits two chairs away from him. The class genius was also on his seat, silently reading his Chemistry book. I was near the door sipping my coffee, keenly observing my class mates when I heard someone call my name. I turned around surprised that someone was actually behind me. Then down went my coffee… staining her pink bright shirt! OOOPSSSS!
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“SH*T, I’m almost late.” I am running, drifting my way to my 6th floor class as I ate a slice of sandwich in my hand. This has been my everyday routine. Running, running, running…just because I’m almost late. And people I believe have been used with that too. No questions asked. Tardiness has become my family name. I was constantly looking at my watch, chasing the time. I have to be on time for my class or else I’ll get to stand at the back the whole period again.
I was catching my breath. Some people are still standing outside the room and that relieved me. With the adrenaline running through my veins added to my persistence and the unexplained law of attraction, I was able to be on time. Well, still late though, but at least earlier than our teacher. I hurriedly looked for familiar faces and was glad to directly recognize my best friend. He was standing near the door. I called for his name and was glad that he immediately turned around. But too late for him to notice that a girl was standing behind her. The coffee spilled all over the girl’s shirt and all we could do was to witness her misfortune.
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Now that was how I started my day… a complete mess. But what can I do? What has been made is done. Even if I get mad with the boy, and even if I kill him in my mind, it will never erase the stain his coffee left my shirt. So all day I was disgusted as I keep on repeating my explanation on what had happened whenever someone asks me about the untidiness I run into. Even when I got home, the unending question of what had happened resounded until I finally got to lock myself in my room to tidy myself. I will never forget that day…and I will never forget that boy.
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I was so surprised of what happened and I am sincerely sorry for the girl. If I could only bring back the time and take her place then I would. I didn’t mean it. Asking forgiveness might lessen the intensity of her anger but it can never erase the damage I made. I cannot blame her if she would condemn me for life. I will never forget that day… and I will never forget that girl.
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I can never erase the idea in my mind that I was at fault. If I didn’t call him then maybe he didn’t spill the coffee on that girl’s shirt. I am sorry to both of them. I will not forget that day… and I will not forget how I made their lives intersect in a very unhappy meeting.
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So that was how I met Gyle… the boy who spilled coffee on my favorite shirt. It has been three years since that incident happened and two years since I fell in love with that boy.
LAE 08/ 22/10 <3
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