Sunday, December 13, 2009

Mango and my feelings

I have never been to Mango in two consecutive weaks. I don't like what that implies but I love the feeling that it brings. Last week, after we went to Talavera for the Jesus World in Cebu thing, we headed to Juliana's. Charmaine had come back from Australia and she wanted to hang out. I wasn't that thrilled with the idea because it was turning eleven and I was tired. When I got home, however, I found Patette and Sordy already made up. Just a little reverse pyschology and I found myself all dressed as well. It would be pointless to describe the experience on the dance floor that night. I'm not a very good dancer but it's like when you're up on that stage, the whole world is yours and you can do anything. It's also a nice feeling to have both your group of friends with you. *Sandwich dance with Ezra and Chipoy* All I can really say is that IT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OUT YET!!!

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Last night, I went there, though I had little money to spare, to re-live that feeling...well, also to be with Charmaine and my friends before she flies back to Australia. It was still a nice feeling. I got asked to dance by two strangers which I think is an improvement. I smoked a drank but didn't get plastered! I would say last night was great...if it weren't for a little touch of drama. But I'm not going to go over that because I don't make business from the private sentiments of my closest friends. Suffice I think it is to say that there will always be misunderstanding with a girl who wants to live her life the way she wants and her brother who doesn't allow her that because he loves her and wants to protect her. I don't know which side I'm on. Probably neither. Probably both. I think I love both of them too much to ever know the difference. But tonight, I think the brother takes the win. Speaking of him, we've always had a special connection. Just me and him. Tonight, I proved that it still exists. That one song...literally scooped up all the feelings from the deepest recesses of my heart. No, I'm not saying that I'm starting to have feelings for him again. I'm just starting to feel his protection. He gives that kind of feeling and I think I like it. Dancing with him feels strange. Disturbing and yet wonderful. He's so normal and yet so different. One time I feel like he will never be the kind of guy that I'd need and the next I feel like I want him so bad it stings. And it stings. This feeling. I don't know exactly how I feel. Maybe someday, he'll want to shed light on it. For now, I'm just glad that they're there.

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