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 7.Boy Kidlat was around… He was really cute… Damn cute, I wanted to do him… But nah… I think, he slept with everybody in the joint already… Let me be the one guy he doesn’t… But here is the thing: every time I see him, specially if our eyes get to meet, I tend to smile… He smiles back at me… I just have to move away… I refuse to be in his list!!! I wondered what his name was… Just in time, he was to pass me standing at one corner. Our eyes met, I smiled. He smiled back. I looked down. He stood in front of me… I looked up. “Hi,” he said. I just kept smiling… “What?” he asked. “Nothing,” I said almost in a laugh. “Tara…” he said. “No, thank you…” I said, no longer could it be denied that I wasn’t merely smiling anymore. Bewildered, he looked at me discerningly. “Not tonight, dude…” I said, “you’re cute and all… needless to say very tempting… but I’ll take a pass…” “Okay…” he said, “suite yourself… there maybe no next time you know…” “And I would live the rest of my life with regret,” I said in a laugh. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you…” he said… I don’t know if it was a joke too. “What’s your name?” I have to ask. “James…” he said. I nodded. “Yours?” “Lex…” I extended my hand. He shook it but didn’t let go. “Tara…” he said almost pleading. “Enjoy the night, James…” I said as I took my hand off and started to take off. I turned. I saw him still where I left him, watching me walk off… That would have been so cool if I didn’t look back. |