Miss Pisces

Name: Miss Pisces, Miss Starbucks
Zodiac Sign: Uh... Pisces...
One memorable thing about her: She's �ber smart
Hometown: Imus, Cavite
First impression: "Ugh... from La Salle..."
Second impression: "Good lord, she's so ... she's so ... perfect."
Third impression: "What a bitch."
Current impression: "Uhm, she's okay."
Likes: Friendship, adventures, weird movies, Salinger's "Catcher in the Rye", Starbucks, isaw, squidballs
Where we would go if we went out on a date: Uh... I have no idea...
Literary character that most resembles her: Irene Adler, from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's "Scandal in Bohemia" (Sherlock Holmes)
Most memorable quote: "Thanks for the kind words. For whatever it's worth, I eat isaw. Actually, hindi lang ako kumakain nun; nilalamon ko, pinaglilihihan ko, pinapanaginipan ko."

She probably would've been the third most influential person in my life, if I only I got to know her better. Of all the women of my generation whom I knew back in college, she was the most mature and intelligent. She was a friend of a former textmate, who introduced us to each other, thinking that we'd get along because of our similar tastes and philosophies. Our first conversation topic was J.D. Salinger's novel "Catcher in the Rye". Back then, we both shared a deep appreciation for the insights and honesty of the protagonist Holden Caulfield (not anymore, at least on my part ^_^).

I developed an awful crush on her, not so much as for her looks, but for her beautiful mind (no, not the movie starring Russell Crowe). She quenched my soul's thirst for any interaction that had intellectual and emotional depth, qualities that were sorely lacking among the majority of my coursemates in AB Comm Arts. Alas, afraid of the intensity my own feelings, I adopted an attitude of open hostility to her, in hopes that my infatuation would subside. It was all passion and irrationality, not really love, and I thought that it endangered my relationship with my girlfriend. My fears, having wrung out all sense from my head, and all sensitivity from my heart, made me put up a facade of bitterness towards her. Consequently, my immaturity and hate brought a disastrous end to our acquaintanceship, ha ha ha (and, I guess, that would be an understatement).

But I never forgot about her. Past all the senseless bickering and the nasty insults, I got to appreciate the lovely woman whom I fought with, despite the fleeting nature of our association. I remember the time when we went out on a date (the same day when I first took marijuana). At a loss for a good, quiet venue (SM Bacoor was very, very crowded that day), we spent the afternoon doing ... guess what ... grocery shopping. Of course, we really had no intention of paying for the items; I just wanted a place where we could talk and learn more about each other in relative privacy. Despite the unorthodox venue, I really enjoyed buying groceries with her; that day we both learned about the other's tastes in toothbrushes, vegetables, what have you (unfortunately, i've already forgotten the details, so...). As we made our way through the product-lined aisles, filling our shopping cart with household necessities and chatting away about life in general, I felt the thrill in my heart that could only come from having a wonderful, meaningful intimacy with another person, even if it was only for just a moment.

Hell, that was one of the most beautiful and memorable dates that I've ever had.

Miss Pisces

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