He is Sly

True enough. And though I knew from the start that he is, it didn't quite bother me. Until that day came, when our eyes met for the nth time, but what made it different this time was another pair of eyes beneath him--looking straight at me with all curiosity and confusion. Who is she? I asked myself. His girlfriend. Who am I? She asked him. His colleague. Now that will be the part of the mall I'd hate the most for the rest of my life. Straight to the comfort room of course, to comfort myself. That day wasn't as life changing as it may seem though, coz it only lasted for a week--or even less. That's how stupid I am, until now. I don't see barriers in love. I see what I see, I get what I want. Now I'm here again typing another drama while checking my phone once in a while for his call. When he calls, I wouldn't answer and just look at the screen til it ends. That's the way I curse myself, that's how I break my own heart.

My first work isn't related to my profession, at all. I used to fail in a subject involving calculations which caused me a year of delay in college. Yet here I am, reviewing financial transactions of a government agency, calculating amounts in receipts, cash disbursements, trial balances, and all an accountancy grad does. I come to ask myself, why am I here? Now I know, it's because of him. I have to meet him. I have to fall in love. I have to get my heart broken once again. I have to learn. I have to move on. But before moving on, I first have to get myself in trouble. We were once happily teasing in an office setting, until it became an official drinking session. I missed my college friends, my crazy alcoholic life. And so I found a way to revive my "inner beauty". We casually go out with our workmates and drives me home last, until one night he suddenly drifted out of my way home, making me think of a million things that might happen, but I didn't even get it right. He assured me of it when he pat my head while driving and that was just so cute. Lol. And behold, what's more cute is that he actually brought me to his friend's Bulalohan and made me eat pugo made sweeter by him taking away the shell for me to readily consume it. I was already so inlove with him that even seeing him open the bottled water was the best thing that ever happened to me. Omfg.