I gave myself forty five minutes to get to Makati on a Friday evening. Yes, I know, how stupid I could get. I forgot how clogged up the streets are going to Glorietta on a Friday night.
Everyone wanting to just get that slice of leisure or entertainment time and spend it lounging around at the mall. I can still remember how I usually spend most of my evenings at Glorietta after a hard day pretending I'm working hard. We will be driving to the mall, usually we'll be there in thirty minutes. We'll be sipping coffee or eating at the latest restaurant my officemates has taken a fancy to. Then, a movie usually follows this enchanted evening. Afterwards, another hundred down the drain for a frapuccino at Starbucks. Ah, no wonder young professionals can't save much with a lifestyle such as this (by the way, I was one of those.)
Anyway that's not what this is all about. Rhea, Liza and I spent the time waiting for the movie to begin in Starbucks. And of course, our conversation drifted to their 'loved ones' and what I observed them to be. As my usual observations go, I described their boyfriends in detail and how I observed they interact. It's funny because you really don't see how you act and how your boyfriend acts and how others see the two of you together.
When I went home that night, I kept thinking the worst guys to be paired with me, and how I will react and how we will appear to other people when we're together. And I was hoping my friends will bang my head on something hard when I became blind to his faults.
But knowing me, I'll be the first to notice those faults and laugh at how we are so incompatible and so different and complete opposites. Oh well, maybe I love him, not in spite of or despite of those faults, but maybe because I fell in love with him because he is everything I want, including those flaws.
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