Last Twelve Days

At the beginning when you fall in love, there's hope. It's all sweetness and light and loveliness...and anticipation. Hope drives us to ridiculous extremes, sometimes. It's more like every electron in every atom in the universe paused, breathed in deeply, assessed the situation, and then reversed its course, spinning backward, or the other way, which was the right way all along. And afterward, the universe was exactly the same, but infinitely more right. Being in love with someone who doesn't even know you exist isn't the worst thing in the world. In fact, it's quite the opposite. Almost like passing in a term paper that you know sucked, but having that period of time where you haven't gotten your grade back yet-that kind of exhale where you haven't been rejected, although you pretty much know how it's going to turn out.

chapter 02   Nasa library kami ng mga kaibigan ko. Dito kami minsan tumatambay pag break time. After my little moment yesterday, bumalik na kami ng room and the day goes on. I glanced at my friends. Beside me was Larriel who's reading a book. She loves reading books especially Histories. Ang sabi niya, Histories are better than Love stories. Nakaka-intriga kasi raw. Across us was Reizel who's doing something on her iPod. Ganyan talaga siya, palagi nalang may ginagawa sa iPod niya pag break time. Kung walang ginagawa sa iPod, nagbabasa rin siya ng books. If Larriel loves Histories, Reizel loves books about the study of human being or Physiology. I think mag do-doctor to. Sa aming tatlo, si Reizel ang pinaka-matalino. Madaldal lang to pero di mo aakalaing sobran