R said that he'll be done with work at around 11pm so I expected him to pick me up at around midnight. But midnight came and I still had not heard from him. At around quarter to one, my phone finally beeped. He had just gotten out of the OR. Super toxic daw what they had to do to the patient. And he's pissed because the patient arrived late. And would it be ok if we resched for tomorrow night, if I'm free, because it's late.
Na-sad ako. But I told him it wasn't a problem and to keep his cool. And to take care going home.
We were texting the whole time he was on his way home. He said his dad hitched a ride with him na daw and that they're both drained from the operation. He also texted me when he got home. A million texts later and before I knew it, it was 3am. He suddenly called and he made kwento about his patient who was supposed to have her upper eyelids done lang dapat, but ended up having her lower eyelids and nose done as well. That's why it took them so long to finish. Later on, I heard a car engine running so I asked him:
Me: Hey, are you on the road?
R: Uhh, yup!
Me: Where you going? Don't tell me you're out looking for coffee?
R: haha! I am!
Me: wala ka nang mahahanap na cafe at this time noh! meron siguro carinderia but all they'll be able to offer is 3-in-1 coffee so you might as well go back home.
R: Meron yan.
Me: You can try starmart. they have brewed coffee there. they also have those nescafe vendos that sell lattes and cappucinos.
R: Ah talaga, sige.
And then i heard his engine stop.
Me: O, you're parked na? where'd you end up going?
R: I'm at a mini-stop.
Me: ah, the always reliable mini-stop.
R: Buns, they have hershey's hot chocolate here. What flavor is good? You choose ha: dutch choco, choco raspberry or french vanilla?
Me: Definitely French Vanilla.
R: Okay I'll take your advice and have that.
Me: Great!
R: Bunny, can you come down in 5 minutes?
Me: WHAAAAAATT?!?!?! hahahahaha! where exactly are you?
R: At the mini-stop near the gate of your village.
Me: hahahahaha! You're soooo crazy! Ok, i'll stick to my pajamas ha. we're not naman going anywhere pa, are we?
R: No, we'll just be here. I'll be in front of your place in 1 minute.
(Admit it, kinilig kayo noh?)
So at around 330am, we were sitting at the steps of the building right beside my building having hot chocolate. And smoking in between. And laughing. Me in my pajamas and him in jeans and a white v-neck shirt. We talked about the worst things we ever did and tried our best to justify them. He also asked me about my Marinduque trip and I found out he was scared of boats. Basta, we talked about anything we could think of. We saw the sky turn from pitch black, to a dark shade of blue, to little streaks of orange and yellow. At 6am, the sun was so up and we decided to split.
As he walked me to the front of my building, I said, "Hey, this was so fun! thanks ha!"
He goes, "Mauulit, mauulit. Good morning, Bunny."
I said, "Good Morning to you, too! Wow, this is different ha. we usually end with good night eh"
And we both laugh.
It's been awhile since I last did something as spontaneous as this. It feels good. And incredibly, wonderfully nice.
Bunny @ Tuesday, October 26, 2004
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about moi
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to
climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her
3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi,
constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most
likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes
doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially
big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering
hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving
massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of
being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob
Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with
Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for
dinner.
