Dating and Eavesdropping

(3 babae, nag-uusap sa CR habang nagre-retouch ako. Medyo ni-rephrase ko na kasi di ko na matandaan ung sakto. Sorry naman, walang recorder. =p)

B1: Saan ba ang lakad mo?

B2: Me imi-meet ako.

B1: Sino?

B3: Date?

B2: Friend ko, pero ung isa me gusto daw sa 'kin.

(Haba ng hair mo 'te!)

B1: Paalis ka na? Sabay na ako.

B2: Oo, pero 6pm pa kami magkikita.

B1: Ay, wag ka muna pumunta. Dating 101: bawal mauna ang babae.

B2: Mall muna ako. At saka hindi date yun. Walang malisya yun. Kakain lang kami.

B3: E paano magkakaroon ng malisya kung me kasama kayong iba? Diskartehan mo. Magkunwari kang me lakad na marami kayo tapos in-indian ka ng iba nyong kasama. Tapos umarte kang gustong gusto mo pa naman manood ng sine at kumain. Pag kayong dalawa na lang, magkaka-malisya yun. Magiging boyfriend mo yun.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Super Inday in Distress

I am a superhero.

It's not because I can fly, read minds, or be invisible. My hands can't produce flames. My eyes can't fire at anything I wish to destroy by just looking at it. I can't "teleport".

But I'm strong. I'm strong in everything that is not physical. I am everything but ordinary. Why do I think so? Because other people do. They think I have a mind that can't commit mistakes, a heart that can't get hurt, a spirit that cannot be shaken. I can do anything I want to do, get anything I desire to have, and be everything I wish to become. 

People always think I'm OK. Yes, I could get into trouble and at times be wounded, but who cares? In a while I'll just stand up and smile as if nothing happened, as if my body can regenerate and heal on its own. I show them my scars, I tell them my woes... but the standard answer I get is "kaya mo yan." I have already gotten used to that. Experience compelled me.

My greatest fear is not to be defeated, but to disappoint people because I got defeated. I hide my weakness inside my strong suit called poise. Sometimes I want to take that suit off, but no one would believe what they would see. So I just walk around as if everything is fine... actually, great. Mediocrity should not be part of my system, because I am not ordinary.

But I am. Please.

When I was born I was not given the gift of controlling my emotions, though I wish some extraordinary force could give me that power. If there's a school where I could learn how to do it, I would get myself enrolled before going to law school. Neither can I keep my tears from falling whenever I feel they're about to flow. My vision gets blurred when I cry. When I can't see clearly, I also need another superhero to guide me. Very seldom does someone come for me. They are busy saving other people who are more in need of their powers. Why would I be put in the list? They think I'm just another superhero trying to escape my responsibility by playing the damsel in distress.

So I stand up, wipe my tears, brush the dirt off my face, maybe put on some makeup, grab my sword and get back to the battle... alone.