hi, chinaeyes! no, i'm only a junior. i'm falling inlove with, well, my dad. no, not my biological father, if that's what you're thinking.

i call him my dad kase. wala lang, just an indication of our fondness siguro.

ah, i remember! i asked him once kase if i was getting any fat and then he started calling me his chubbylita and then everything was history. i was already attracted to him the first time we met. he was really my type kase, but when i learned that one of my friends like him, i shrugged off the idea. saka, i had someone then. a pure filipino guy. not really my type, but he hit me right there kase. sobrang bait. but then i realized that a girl has to love that someone with her heart and mind. in my mind, he's definitely not the one. not the type you'll bring home to mom. ang sama no! pero ganon talaga. i convinced myself nga na he'd do, pero siya mismo, ayaw humarap sa parents ko. baket, ano bang kinahihiya niya? i hated that about him, he's such a coward! i thought i could escape my attraction to my "dad," but i was wrong. by the way, he's 25% chinese. he's such a sweet person kase! i particularly got in trouble with my feelings for him when he held my hand once when we were crossing the street. my previous guy kase never did that. he would wrap his arms around me but, never the hand. for me kase, it's different with the hand. parang kase it represents your whole. i can't remember how we've grown so close but we just did. siguro dahil dun sa name-calling namen. para talaga kameng mag-ama. we take care of each other. in fact, last summer, we ran away in one of the southern beaches kase i had this major conflict with a friend. hindi yung isa pang may gusto sa kanya, ha? iba. as for that friend of mine, she moved on.. to the next!

anyway, there were two beds in our room pero we just stayed in one. we shared the same bed, blanket and pillow.. ang sweet noh! we would talk endlessly in the darkness (yeah, all the lights in our room were off and we never went out) and then at times when i cry, he would comfort me and sing "i will be here." we were supposed to stay there for a week but we got back to the city after two days cos i felt that i already have to act on my problem. we didn't see each other for a week, but my friends have been telling me that he's been asking about me. tells them that he misses me. he's been calling me at home, but i was too busy sorting things out with my friend. alam mo ba, napaka-laking gulo nung problemang yun, i was already scheduled to leave the country, kase hindi ko na talaga kaya. but i stayed and endured everything. and until now, i can't believe how extraordinary my healing power is.

anyway, my dad and i still spend time together, but i stopped calling him so. sabe niya, baket daw, kase ba raw independent na ko? well, i remember telling him that but, obviously, i stopped calling him so, cos i don't want him to be my dad! but the father ng mga magiging anak ko! ngak! corny!

ewan ko kung napaparanoid lang ako, pero kase parang hindi na kami tulad ng dati. baket, siguro dahil we no longer have that excuse na mag-ama kame? kung ganon e, dun lang pala based ang relationship namen?! i don't even remember if he's still wearing the bracelet i gave him! or, dahil nagiging sensitive lang ako dahil i'm beginning to see him in another light? chinaeyes, HELP! enlighten me..