ALASONLINE

I was so down these past few days. I was bothered and too much preoccupied by questions that I cannot answer. I was saddened, really, by one moment I would never want to happen again.

For the Nth time, I was hurt. Heart’s bleeding again, but tears just don’t want to drop. I confided a friend whom I know can understand me, who really understand my situation. Got some points from her, but still, the pain is still there, and it drowns me. But nobody knows about it.

Still sad, but yesterday, it was eased by someone whom… uhm… well, I consider him as friend but I don’t know if he regards me the same. =) I happened to see him online and we chatted for a while, throwing thoughts regarding some matters. It was nice to hear from him. So cool, so funny and witty.

I still remember when I first saw him at the office (he had his on-the-job training there). He is just alone, sitting at Maam Tina’s side, doing nothing, except for the pile of papers he used to arrange, or scan or something. Well, I just really don’t know what he’s doing.

That skinny chinito boy…he looks so quiet, so firm. What I would never forget was when I asked him to check the laptop I am using at the office. Since he is a computer science student, I thought he could help me to run it a little faster. But he said to just throw it away. Duh?! That yellow-colored-hair guy, so snobbish! Uhm, but he is nice, and patient enough to wait for that heavy old laptop to open. I’m thankful anyway.

One time, he joined us at lunch. He was full of humor. He laughs with us, answers every question, and so on. It became easy for him to befriend us. He even tosses jokes that made us laugh too. That loner intern was not that snob at all.=) And what I thought of him before was changed in a sudden.

Though the conversation was quite serious, not that serious, it’s good to get words from that quiet boy. Well, it was not the first time. Even if he doesn’t talk, or say anything, I’ve known him a little since I’m a fan of his blogspot, alasonline.

Actually, it was my first time to meet a 20-year old NGSB (I’ve also known this from his blogsite). I admired him for that, I’m an NBSB myself. It is rare for guys to reach that age without having an affair. Though he may not look like that, well I believe he is.

It’s nice that we had an opportunity to chat and exchange ideas. I was grateful time lapsed swiftly yesterday. My heart aches as if I was so alone and there is nobody to hold on to. Thanks to few chats, some words and jokes, it relieved me. It eased the pain I was feeling then. Thanks he’s ONLINE.