this is still that story
[i have decided that i'll just do the whole transcribing the one hour at a time. because seriously, sticking around for THREE HOURS listening to some dude MUMBLE will kill me. seriously. now where was is?]
Wednesday still...
f) but it was still fairly scary the idea that he was giing me stuff. or something. and the fact that i didnt KNOW what he was getting me was... and the IMPLICATION that he liked me. was... TERRIFYING. because, i did not like that guy like that. SCARY. ok, SCARY.
g) oh, btw, he told me to meet him behind Krannert (and i was confused by this because there are two Krannerts: the one near me is the performing one and the other is the Arts one)... this was particularly a pickle for me and chard to interpret because what kind of gift must be given behind Krannert center, right?
h) and i'm pretty sure i told my aunt about it... and we did the whole thing and then we decided that she was insane becuase her standards are too high, or whatver and that she wants to drag me along to a date of her's... which yeah, no. so anyway, i told her about the whole presents thing and he fact that i didnt like this guy like that, blah, blah... and she told me to be nice! like i wouldnt be! i was the epitomy of graciousness. i think richard may have been telling me the same thing. people have no faith in me.
i) sabi ni richard, because i was freaking out so much about the whole gifts thing, he was freaking/ starting to sort of wonder if t reacted the same way i did. hahaha. poor boy. he really should have asked her out. buti pa si mark. hahahahaha! he also said that he'd never give me anything becuase i'd probably just freak out. i'm pretty sure that i wouldnt freak out because i know richard well enough to know that he'd never give me anything if there wasnt an actual event, eg my bday. mark's oresents thing was just so out of no where.
Thursday, Grey's Anatomy Day.
a) can i just say how GLAD i was it was Thursday (i currently am, too, now that i menton it)?
b) it was time to... trek through all that snow. let's just say it wasnt fun. ok. not fun.
c) so... the thing. finally... yeah. i was SO excited. not.
d) we met at ISR and he gave me flowers (roses) and candy (Ferrero, score!). we walked to behind Krannert, all the while i think i ay have ben talking about my hatred of snow. i'd decided if i just kept on talking, i'd be less nervous and ackward because there'd be no way anything weird would be talked about if i controlled the conversation. so. there. ha! i'm smart.
e) we walked to the music building. i'm pretty sure i was being dense and probably on purpuse that i had not gotten what the second gift was because... well because.
f) so some context on Mark. i met him i PSA's MT class... and ate carleen liked him because he went to class and tried, you know. so one time, when we did that karaoke thing at nestor's i think in late October... i think it was to celebrate my birthday or something, i forget, basta yun... mark was invited. and the guy likes to karaoke and i've discovered a strange joy i buthchering songs galore. so haha. there. that's how we know each other. so... you see where we're going wiht this?
g) and... well when we got inside the music building (which let me tell you, smells funny)... we got to this small practice room with a piano... and...
h) he sang me that song of Elton John's that Ewan McGregor sang in Moulin Rouge... yeah. that song. "this is your song" song. that sweet, sweet, song. really. it was so... sweet. he aslo played this piano piece, i thik it may have been Mozart? or Bethoven? i dont remember, basta one of those big guys. ewan. basta. he was good.
i) and then i did the whole talking thing. i am the queen of small talk. i tell you, i am the queen.
j) then he walked with me back to the psych building. then that was that.
k) then the DEAD BOYS ARE BACK. yay for Grey's.
l) richard's reaction to the whole singing thing: "mark has game". or something like that. yeah he was particularly useful. you know, surprisingly, after the whole singing thing, i was particularly calm about the whole thing. it was like... ok. he sang me a song. sweet. the end. weird no?
Friday: $52 down the drain, death was tempting. another reason why richard is my hereo; in the midst of my panicking i ended up calling him and he offered to drive to campus to help me out. sweet guy. i swear, it's so sad that he's so shy and doesnt do the whole asking a girl out thing well; see t.
Saturday: lazy day in my aunt's bed. fun. finally told carol. ask her what she thought about that. haha. oh it was funny. she said that the singing gift would have helped her while in new york. sorry carol. you know i loves you and will never keep this kind of thing from you ever again. promise.
Sunday... oh! i didnt sleep!
Monday... another no sleep night! but legit excuse this time: EXAM at 9 AM... but then i started studying at 1AM. so.
Tuesday: day of oh my God, i NEED to sleep.
Wednesday: the day friction went away and left the streets, side walks and every walkable surface in Urbana-Champaign...
a) left my room at 7:45. got back midnight ish. well. slipped a lot, especially in morning.
b) see. Ash Wednesday, diba, so i went to mass early because i KNEW i wouldnt have any other time to actually go to mass. went VERY early, like DAWN. fell asleep lots of times during mass. bad keisha. went to class, etc. and wednesdays are my fullest days. then ran that study for Angela from 3 to 6. did the FADE thing 6-7:30...
c) then i met mark at flat top which we decided on my suggestion. i actually thought he'd forget about yesterday. i really kind of hoped he would because i really didnt want to... sort of kind of. and you know... i just... yeah. also, it was such a PACKED day i hadnt had time to, you know, look pretty. no make up not even gloss. i was wearing my fuzzy purple sweater, jeans and still had my back pack with me. carol reassured me that it really didnt matter. as long as i wasnt wearing a smelly sweatshirt. which i wasnt i promise.
d) flat top was nice. he payed for dinner. i talked a lot. it was nice.
e) took the bus to the savoy. took forever. apparently our ride home was carl. yeah, i know.
f) dreamgirls=FUN. of course i talked during the movie and he kept making me eat the chocolate thing he bought, but i was STUFFED. so there. haha.
g) when we got out of the movie (parang apat lang ata kami na nood nung movie, hahaha) we ended up stuck outside and carl wasnt picking up. yeah, i was so sad. two busses passed by. i totally did not want to run, because hello, remember me?
h) ended up calling... who else but the best friend. man, i owe richard like my entire freaking life at this point in time. which is so funny. and also, what's funny is that he was the one who ended up drivin us home. it was actually already established, right around the time i'd decided to go on this valentines day thing, between us that he would be my escape route. it was really funny that i did end up calling him and that he did end up bringing me (and mark, he wasnt part of the escape route plan) home. so funny. and the poor boy has two exams tomorrow (math and TAM, poor kid; so i promised i wont bother him whith my grey's rants tonight). it was also so much of a relief to me that it was not carl who picked us up because carl, yeah, very bad person. likes to tease people. now that he knows i went out with mark, i'll never be able to live it down. gah. great. right.
i) both carol and richard (because i promised to call them once the thing was done and i'm pretty sure carol asked me this) asked me if i would say yes if he asked me again. i'd say no. really. i would. i'm sorry. i like him. but just as a friend. i'm realy hoping that i was so annoying that he wont ask again.
tbc again. but i'm about to finish.