Feb 5,2011- Singled Me Out

I attended an art workshop. Who would have thought?!? Like what Viel said in her closing spiels, that workshop brought us, teachers to be like children again. We were brought to a world without care of grades, without care of the next meal, without hassle, without worries. We were brought to be children, again, not in the form of second childhood, where old people drool with their saliva. We were like children again, having fun with arts.

I then realized that maybe I could have been artistic or creative if that side of me was awakening early on my life. As I reminisce, masyado pala akong nagconcentrate sa cognitive domain, not that I regret it, kaya lang sana naging balanced, hindi perfect na tao, pero balanced, magkaiba naman iyon hindi ba?  

Of course, Valentine’s Day is fast approaching, but what the hell, I mean what’s new? Nothing’s new! The day is not unusual for a single woman like me; I’m so used to the routine.

Because of this routine, I also came to get used to the idea of “sweetness” within a person, of a man to a woman; particularly of the sweetness of men towards me.

Sa tinagal-tagal ng pagiging single ko (since time immemorial), I’ve learned na huwag ipagkamali ang pagiging sweet ng isang tao sa notion na darating ang araw na ilalagay niya to the next level ang friendship namin. Minsan, or should I say, mas madalas sa minsan, sweet lang talaga siya… sa akin. At ang sweetness niya ay kailanman hindi matatransform into love, gaya ni Bumblebee. Ang puso niya ay mananatiling parang robot na hanggang sa pagtulong lang sa akin ang kayang gawin at wala ng iba. Kung sakali man na matransform na si Bumblebee bilang Optimus Prime (ang puso niya ay lumambot), nakasisiguro ako na iyon ay hindi dahil nagbago na ang tingin niya sa akin.
*para sa mga lalaking dumaan na sa buhay ko, patuloy na dumaraan, at para sa mga dadaan pa lang, maraming, maraming salamat sa magandang samahan, mga 'tol