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 3.I
woke up, alone… Blinding sunlight from the window… silence…
loneliness gripped me… Saturday morning…? Noon… I was at Degree the
night before… shagged four people… one person short of my record. I
didn’t see Nick… first Friday I didn’t see him since we met…
Probably it’s for the best, I thought. Probably, it’s not meant to
be…the problem with probability…
Fixed myself a cup of coffee, took it to
the bathroom, cigarette at hand… seated at the toilet, I smoke and drunk
my coffee—breakfast. Nothing unusual… I miss Nick…
Took a shower after…
Brushed my teeth…
Probably, it’s not meant to be… I
wasn’t really hoping much… Correction, I was so hoping but… I
knew… I was just being foolish really… What would he want from me…?
I looked at my reflection at the mirror… They were right… I do have
beautiful eyes… I laughed, narcissist!
Nick…
But still, I wanted him… I’ll take
anything… to the littlest… just a sight of him… even a mere sight of
him… I’d cherished it…
I need to start working… |