Acquintance Party

Dec 11, 2006 21:11

I want to make it clear: I do not regret seeing the half-naked Brent Javier last Friday. But you sure can't blame me for having a pakshet sayang di ko nakita feeling about not attending the Acquintance Party. It was, according to them, an unforgettable night--the way Martin looked at Krystel, Martin holding on to Dino's arms, Norman holding Martin's hands feet. Surely, it was Martin's night. Or is it really Martin's?

I got the chance to see Martin today. He was the same Martin I remember--messy hair and wide smile. But indeed, Martin is no longer Martin, as far as the last Friday event is concern. If there's one thing that's creepy about seeing him is seeing him in an area where chiaroscuro plays with his face. And yes, that lovable smile was gone.

For us who have no idea what really happened, it was all a laughing matter. But seriously, we owe Him a little prayer or two.

PS Roan, you don't tell people you're leaving when you do a French exit. I think.

up samaskom, other pointless stuff

Previous post Next post
Up