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Sunday, April 24, 2005

freeze the moment

i was with my friend wally and his older brother one night. when you're hanging out at the fort, looking at the lights of the buildings, drinking some super dry, you tend to talk about weird stuff. emotional stuff. see, the three of us were in the car, just relaxing when Lifehouse's song "You and Me" came on. i went and said, "shit, ang ganda ng kantang toh. ito yung mga tipong sarap i-slow dance." "oo nga, pero wala rin wala kang gusto sa babaeng ka-slow dance mo!" explained wally. "yeah, i guess." i say. "bakit dude, have you ever slow danced with someone whom you really felt the 'slow-dance-moment' with? yung parang sa mga sine? yung parang sa smallville?" wally asks. great example. smallville pa talaga. anyway, i thought about it.

i'd like to say yes.

i really do.

but i can't.

when i recall my slow dance experiences, all i can think of are sweaty palms, awkward looks, and bad foot placements.

i didn't answer.

then wally asks his brother, "kaw kuya trev, kailan last slow dance mo?" now, kuya trev is a guy whom you might call a "socialite", a cool guy who has a hot girlfriend and a hot status in society to match. he answers, "not since my JS prom dude. and it was with my ex-girlfriend nung high school pa ako. tas mga a month after nun, nag-break kami cuz we felt we had to try new things and meet more people. sayang nga eh, alala ko pa nga yung kantang sobrang feel na feel ko yung slow dance. [pauses]" wally: "tangina kuya, nag-senti ka naman diyan eh!" and then we end it all with a nice laugh. but then, little did they know, that conversation hit me deep. and i'm sure it hit wally's brother as well. maybe even deeper.

how many as-seen-on-tv moments do any of us get to live through? let me ask all of you. have any of you ever slow danced with someone having felt the magic? the warmth? if yes, then damn, you're lucky. moments like those only hit us when we're young. before we know it, we're 23 years old and something that trivial that had eluded our Scrapbook Of Youth Experiences is haunting us.

maybe that same moment will reach us again when we're on our first dances on our wedding receptions. but can you take any chances? and hey, i don't only mean it with all this slow-dance-crap! it goes for everything. it's just that it's the slow-dance-crap that i've been emphasizing in my life lately. i've entered college na. the only dancing i'll be doing is the bumping, the grinding, and the body rubbing that intoxication and hormones bring about. haha.

any of you get what i'm saying? am i making sense at all? hahahaha.


the adventure ended at 10:05 PM

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