Warning: this post may irk you. But if you manage to convince yourself that this is worth reading, please do so. This is about boys though, among other things.
I’m no extraordinary beauty; there’s nothing truly remarkable in my appearance. Nevertheless, I’ve been compared to different local actresses and have been on the receiving ends of guys’ appreciative looks. However, when I had my hair cut really short during college, all these vanished. Gone were the seats vacated at the bus and offered to me; gone were the near accidents that some guys almost met upon taking the chance to take a second look. I truly was able to relate to Robin’s sentiments when (spoiler alert!) she seemed invisible to other guys whenever she was wearing Barney’s engagement ring.
I figured it was because I looked younger with short hair, which I did. My mom was ecstatic at the first short haircut, saying that I finally looked my age, but got increasingly distressed over the future, much shorter haircuts. But with the nearing of graduation-photo-season, I decided it was high time I grew my hair. With a final asymmetrical bob last.. August, I think? I prepared myself for weird hair lengths I’d predictably have to suffer through.
After a couple of months, the things I got used to being absent started popping up again. It was just looks at first, until the other day. I was hanging out at Tropical Hut waiting for my mom to pick me up, when a guy asked for my name and number. I won’t deny it: it was gratifying. What’s more, he looked good and seemed to be working already; he also seemed respectful. He even waited for me to start and finish the tall glass of maize con hielo I ordered before excusing himself to talk to me!
I just found this amusing because just the other day, an acquaintance of mine was telling me how he got to hang out with a girl for an afternoon (and recently accepted his friend request on Facebook). He was at one of the university’s cafeterias and only a couple of tables were occupied. He noticed a girl he’s seen several times before and decided to take a risk: he approached her and said, non-verbatim, “Miss, can I sit here at your table? See, it can be very lonely to eat by one’s self. ” and it paid off, albeit temporarily.
Onto other strangers. I claimed my 2-week pass at Fitness First (a popular gym here in the Philippines) and started today. To sum it up in 140 chars, let me post a collage of my tweet & the pic:
And I was able to enlist the help of a couple of strangers in figuring out things. One of the attendants (or was she a trainer?) even offered to help me out with my workout regimen, but then I was bent on attending a class, in which I can say with complete honesty that I got my money’s worth. Note that I was able to buy this 2-week unlimited use of facilities pass for only roughly 770 PhP (17 USD).
Last, but definitely not the least (!!) I was on the way home, commuting and being a good girl, texting my mom updates on my whereabouts along the way. I have settled into the jeep I was riding which would take me to my street, really settled with the hunk beside me sneaking glances. I don’t presume to think it was me he was glancing at, but I’d like to think so.. 😉 and when I say ‘hunk’, I meant that he was well-muscled and toned: he actually reminded me of a more defined Asian version of Seeley Booth from Bones. He also looked like he already works and his muscles seemed like occupational markers, not ones those people at FF earlier today were trying to get. Anyway, I was enjoying sitting beside him when I suddenly saw our car on the other side of the road! Apparently my mom was still in one of her offices and, deciding against my hormones, I got out of the jeep and went to my mom. Turns out there was a short circuit that caused a small lick of flame and a lot of smoke. I then accompanied my mom home on another jeep. I tell you, I wouldn’t mind giving my number to that man (I think he’s past the point of being called a boy) if he ever asked for it.
Of course, I’m joking.. Or am I? 😉
PS: On an entirely different topic, I just finished Dead Witch Walking by Kim Harrison! Rachel, the main character, has spunk and quirks that will make you both love her and be exasperated by her, but you should definitely try this if you’re into fantasy, mystery, and action. (Count adventure in since you’re delving into a whole new world.) I believe that adds a new book to my 2014 list! 21 to go 🙂
“Hey, Mum, guess what? Guess who we just met on the train?”
Harry leant back quickly so they wouldn’t see him looking. “You know that black-haired boy who was near use in the station? Know who he is?”
Harry heard the little girl’s voice.
“Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see him, Mum, oh please..”
–excerpt from Harry Potter and the Philosopher’ Stone