Oh Lord. I cannot NOT write about this. It's a precious Saturday.
I went to Balanga early, arrived there at around 3 pm. Ate at KFC and read the Silmarillon. Then I walked along capitol ave and I figured I'd look for The Beanery, which is a good place, according to my research and previous recommendations from my friends. It was along the road and I also found Tetak's grill and Lou-is and another Japanese resto. And I walked around the city hall and I decided to rest and continue reading the Silmarillon. I waited until it was 5:40 then I stood by the nearby 7-11 of BPSU waiting for her.
She wasn't hungry yet so she decided we watch a movie (I didn't know there was a moviehouse there, she only heard it too) but the next showing was at 8-10 so we decided to scrap that and just bum around and watch the fountain before dinner. But since we're just gonna sit anyway I suggested we just sit inside Cafe Kyoto.
On our way up the servers told us we were just in time for the opening. They had to temporarily close for a while because of a party. When we got there we were the only ones, from beginning to end. It's like God reserved the whole place for us. Haha.
We talked about anything and everything and I won't write it here because I'll just keep it in my heart.
Then before we went home she bought a gift for her cousin in the department store and I bought some house stuff too.
Then we rode a trike to the highway and we rode a bus. She shut her eyes since she was tired and she was a little sick and oh Lord she's beautiful. She traced the veins in the back of my palm as we talked about IV.
I went with her until alas-asin and I didn't realize there's no bus to get me back home so they ended up driving me to Petron, their whole family, that is. Shame. Hahaha.
I am not used to being on the receiving end of grace from other people. It's the first time I realized what it means to owe love. And I'm sure now that I really like her.
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