555-Mister-PerfectWhat happens when you're destiny just rests in the palm of your hand? All I had left of my Mr. Perfect was his Mobile Number. The Only hope for me to ever see Martin Baron again relied on a cellphone, a bunch of numbers and Globe Telecom. I decided to make my first Long Distance Call to London, England.
First thing I did was invite my good friend, Vanessa Maynard over to the house. She came at about 11 AM. First, We had lunch and watched My Father the Hero on VHS. Then, We decided the time was right to make the long awaited call. We had to find out the Area Code, Country Code and all these other things. It was a real challenge and I took it. Just at that moment, we switch on the TV and M2M's Pretty Boy comes on. Normally, I would say "ick" and change the channel but instead, I pause and realize the song was all about me and him.
Please stay a little while
And touch me with your smile
What can I say to make you mine?
To reach out for you in time
Oh my Pretty, Pretty Boy, I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty, Pretty Boy of mine, just tell me you love me too...
The Song goes on and Vanessa starts to get impatient, telling me to make the call already. I thought it would be really easy, I mean, all I had to do was say Hi and a few things... Was I wrong or what? After a few, Words from Vanessa "Your Destiny is slipping... Slipping... it's gone", I dial up his number, it rings once, twice... A girl answers the phone. What is the smart thing to do here? I concluded it was his mother when I realize we called the wrong number! Okay, Now was the moment of truth. The Clock was ticking before Vanessa had to go home. Should I make the call? Or should I just keep his number in case I had something really important to say?
At that very moment, I had to wonder: Was I going to let go of Martin because I was afraid to take a risk?
Was calling Mr. Perfect worth my time or my money? I could practically hear my heart beating really fast and feel my mind spinning constantly. For the first time, I actually didn't know what to say! And believe me, that never ever happens. Okay, I focused into what I was going to say by making a sort of script. You an call me crazy right about... now.
Plan A: Hi, Martin! This is inez, the girl you met in Shangrila, remember? I
just called to say Hi and was wondering if you were okay. So, How are you?
Well, I gotta go. Um, Take care, okay? Bye.
Estimated Time: 19 Seconds
Plan B:Martin, Hi! This is inez from the Philippines. Yeah, um, How are you?
I'm Fine. Are you back in England? Well, anyway, If you are ever in Cebu again,
give me a call... okay? I'd love to hear from you again. Well, gotta go. Bye!
Estimated time: 23 Seconds
Plan C:Hey, um, is this Martin Baron? This is inez from Cebu. How are you?
I just called to thank you for hanging out with me when I was in Shangrila. It was
really nice of you. Oh, and if you ever come to cebu again, Call me so we can get
together or something, okay? Bye, Take Care!
Estimated time: 27 seconds
Okay, I know it sounds totally crazy to plan out what I am going to say. But honestly, I am desparate. I started to get the chills. What If he gave me the wrong number? What If I am bothering him? What If he thinks I am annoying? Although a Million other questions kept popping in my head, I had to call him and try not to be afraid to make the move.
After a few failed attemps, his phone rings. I stare at van and she looks at me in a way that made me feel like I was doing the right thing and that everything will be okay. He Answers the phone. He says "Hello?". My Palms are sweaty, I start to lose my mind, but somehow... I manage to say "Hey, is this Martin? This is Inez from Shangrila" What? I Paniced! He says "Oh, Hi! Um, I'm in school right now but please send me your number so I can get back to you" Breathe, inez, Breathe "Oh! I'm sorry... I'll text you later, Okay?". I hang up, look at Vanessa, Jump up and down, Scream and feel totaly accomplished. Hearing his voice reminded me of what a cutie he is... I almost forgot that. After 5 whole minutes of jumping and screaming, Vanessa's car arrives and she has to go home. Still stuck on cloud nine, ten and eleven, I walk vanessa to her car, say goodbye and she leaves. I was in such a good mood that I felt like kissing my dog, hugging myself and calling everyone and telling them about my success in making my first long distance call!
I lay down on my bed, play M2M's Pretty Boy and smiled. If I never dared to make the move of calling him, I could have spent the rest of my life being afraid and wondering -what if-? After all, What is falling in love without taking risks and chances? Absoloutely nothing.