On a Saturday night

This will be my very first attempt in writing a blog. I aplologize for any mistake on my spleling or grammer. I shall be too lazy to fix this.

If you ask me what's on my mind, you probably wouldn't hear it. Or maybe not immediately. Maybe, you can ask me tomorrow. Better yet, ask me about 3 years ago. And instead of asking exactly what's on my mind, you can stretch it to a thousand questions. You can start by asking me what's my name. It's Jun...Junfel. It doesn't even have to end with a question mark. It's for...Junior...and Felix, gets? You could fill in those gaps between questions with statements. Hi. Oh, Hey. And just wait, hope, and wait that I'd respond. Sure, thanks. Again, it doesn't even have to be questions or statements or words. It could be a simple gesture. Maybe go out of your way, up here, down there, forget your PE shirt, and borrow mine for later. Or maybe not. It's not a matter of knowing how to please me. You just wanted to know what's on my mind, right? Right? Anyway, it doesn't even have to be your first move. Again, just wait, hope, and wait. But I guess that's all relative. Once you get what you've wanted all along, you can stop. But that's not you. Not anyone really. You want to know more. So I guess a thousand more questions, more statements, gestures. Consequently and inevitably, the longer you keep it going, the more painful it's going to be. You wouldn't like everything you'd get. But that still wouldn't stop you, would it?

You would probably realize that maybe I'd appreciate to get hurt a little bit too. Hehehe.. You could hope that I'd ask you the same thing. Go 1, 2, 3 years back. Stretch it to a thousand questions. A thousand statements. Some simple gestures here and there. Once I get what I want, it would only be a matter of time when I'd wish I hadn't in the first place. Consequently and inevitably, sweet revenge will come. But that's only what you want to think. What you think will be the same thing. It doesn't matter if I don't want it. It's not a matter of pleasing anyone, remember? We make the first move, or first response, hoping to get what we want, and more. And if we don't get what we want, or not like what we get, at least we still get something. We ask for something but get something else. We try again but get something else. We try once more and get it at last. And we try again. If all else fails, just wait for me to make a blog.

Just shooting for stars on a Saturday night.

P.S. Thank you, Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr., for helping me with my very first blog. Haha. What a way to break my "eternal" lurk-mode.

Pag nabasa mo 'to, at malamang ikaw 'yung una, kung hindi ikaw lang, 'wag kang feeling. Alam kong may reference sa'yo 'to. Ikaw naman kasi nagsabi na gumawa ako ng blog e. Haha.