I am trying to write my first screen play -- I'm thinking that I want it to show some of the Philippine culture, I want it to be a journey much like Forrest Gump, I want it to be a love story, much like Shakespeare in love and Slumdog Millionaire. The only problem is, I have never really felt love before.
It would be like me, trying to write a book about Volleyball or Softball -- I know what it is, but I don't know jack shit about it. My love life consists of what could have been that never happened and what could be that may never happen. I've never been in a committed relationship before, nada. I was talking to my mom the other day, and it was so fascinating because she had me and married my dad when she was only 19 years old. I mean wow, I am already 20, and I feel like I am missing out on so much, not that I want to get married anytime soon.
So as I try to write the first few words of my screen play, it made me think of my own ''love life''(if you can even call it that). Let see, when I was in the 6th grade, I had a huge crush on this girl named Anna. Obviously, we were both too young, so that never happened, middle school was like a blur, I don't even remember any of it. High school, was eh??? I really feel like I miss a lot of the ''action'' in highschool. I had a huge crush on this girl-- her name was ******y D**** . I first saw her on my English class during my sophomore year, from the moment I saw her I thought wow, she is the most gorgeous girl that I have ever seen, since then, every single homecoming, she was the first girl that I wanted to take to the dance. But I just never had the courage to ask her, maybe she could have said yes, maybe not? I never asked.
Last year, I was lucky enough to go on a few dates with a girl named Anna, she was on my Composition 1 class, I really thought that she liked me, but since she had a boy friend( who is a druggy douche bag), she just couldn't do it. I tried, but she told me that they've been together for 5 years, and she just can't let him go, and despite of all his imperfection, and how much pain he is costing her, she told me that she just couldn't live without him. So that was that.
This year is so weird. I am currently ''talking'' to this girl named -- Stefanie. We had our ups and down, but things are great, for now. But I wouldn't be surprised if these end up as an EPIC FAIL, eventually.
Right now as I am writing this ''blog'' of some sort, I am listening to ''Kiss Me'' by sixpence none the richer-- '''Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map'''.
Ok guys, you can call me lame ass now, and possibly suspend by man card for a week, because I R sounding like a sissy. But I guess, it is what it is...........
Anyways, I am going to listen to ''Nothing but a G than baby'' now, to make my self seem like a G. because I am a G. LOL. :]
FIN.
