last updated: March 18, 2005
written & created by Lexan B. Orantes a production of StoryTellersManila
March 12, 2005/Saturday
Boys Don't Cry 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13.
March 14, 2005/Monday
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Boys Don't Cry 12.I refused to feel… but it lingered… the pain… In the end I have to stop… I took a seat… wanting to leave already but then what? Let the pain consume me…? Blame something…someone…? Cry…? Boys don’t cry… probably not true… but I refuse to… What’s the point anyway? Life is a never ending warfare… full of conflicts, attacks coming in from right, left, from the back, up front… you get wounded… blow here, a blow there… you fall down on the ground… on the ground, a kick in the face… you’d be left half dead… no sympathy… you have no choice but to get up again. You stand up and get back on the game… Pain? Everybody hurts! Nick was to pass where I was… he asked me what’s the matter—wasn’t that stupid…? I said none. “Come on, enjoy yourself,” he said. I nodded. Sure…
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