"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!"
The Hermit cross'd his brow.
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say—
What manner of man art thou?"

Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.

Saturday, September 18, 2004

karmic retribution and the love monkey...

it was the night of the recital. my friends and i had a very stressful yet fun and exciting day. all the students, fortunately, performed within the parameters of our and the audience's expectations. although there were minor mishaps here and there, (like one of the confetti poppers not going off) the entire program ran considerably well. my friend's boyfriend came from out of town just to see the show. he brought someone with him. someone that fitted my idea of charming and cute. apparently, i wasn't the only one who had the same standards. and although i didn't mind... i was nevertheless a bit pissed by the whole situation. having someone hog the spotlight was really a bitch, but i've always known how to handle these situations. keep a low profile, appear uninterested, feign ignorance, play it cool, and ride the wave when it comes. i was never someone who would compete when it comes to attention. and yet some people can't get enough of it. even when they're tall, dark, and curly. enough for the circus to enlist him for whatever talents he may possess and the ginormous ego that comes with it. i was on the sidelines, he was front row center. that night, he was. if there's something that i started believing in these past few months... it is the existence of karma. not in the form that, they'll get what's coming to them... but, in the sense that, i'll reap what i sow mantra. i was silent for a night, and then glowing for a week. it so happened that my friend who celebrated his birthday the dreaded morning after, had a very cute friend. (emphasis on the cute) a cross breed between giovanni ribisi and the face of a santo niño. heavenly indeed. i was more than excited to welcome the thought of him and me being a c0uple. until he scooted over to my side, talked to me, and held my hand for the rest of our drinks, (fingers laced, mind you!) and then, i was in euphoria. totally surprised by the gesture, i was dumbfounded with a full grin on my face. and although our moments were shortlived, because of his low alcohol tolerance... i was contented enough to have him as the object of my affection for the weeks to come. that was guy number one. but i had another reason to smile... a prospective boyfriend from my hometown happens to be in a job training seminar near the city where i was based. i couldn't be any happier. and nothing can keep us apart now... well, except maybe the bad weather, his seminar schedule, and a 200 buck cab ride. other than that, nothing is gonna keep me away from this guy and possibly getting to second base with him when we go out. it took every ounce of my will power and courage to ask him out. and it was effort well spent. so, 2 guys at the same time? they're in different area codes. and even if they were in the same place, i'd still handle them simultaneously. i was never really good at multi tasking in the work place. but if this would be considered under that category, then count me in. i can juggle five men with one hand tied behind my back. i was man-less for one night. and now, i have two men with a shelf life that would defy my magazine collection. do i hear it now? karmic retribution at its finest. let those who give in to their own illussions be left at that.

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