Luna & Sun

It all started on a frantic Wednesday afternoon. The last
thing I could remember was sweat streaking down my pale cheeks from running
across the hallway, end to end. Then the next thing I knew, I was at home.

Larry.

I was suddenly staring at the lifeless body of my dearly
beloved. He was more than a friend. He was that special someone who could just
brighten your day with a single stare. Yes, a stare. Not even a smile. Just a
simple stare. For his physical condition could not make it possible for him to
move a single muscle on his cheek, if he ever had one.

The room seemed to spin. I was desperate. Desperate for
answers. Desperate for comfort. Why did he pass away? When did this happen
exactly? I’ll never know. I thought of the things I’ll miss about him. The
way he always chases his friends like a happy little kid. The way he eats as if
tomorrow never comes. And the way he giddies when I poke him with a stick.

Maybe a hot bowl of soup
and a tall cold glass of iced tea would soothe my nerves… ease my pain. But
then again… it never will. Because you see, I’ll always have it at the back of
my mind that my dearly departed Larry, will never spring back to life.

Larry, though you may have left this world, I’ll have you
know, my heart has died with you.

For Larry, my beloved pet Blue Lobster, has gone to the abyss of
our freezer. And forever will he rest there in peace… until I find someone who
could preserve him.

My bestest pet blue lobster, Larry, I’ll miss you. You lived your
life to the fullest until you were too weak to catch the little fishes in your
deep clear little sea, and probably starved to death. But I’ll never replace
you my friend.

I’ll just buy shrimps next time.

hey, i feel a whole lot better now.

There are two things in college that actually matter the most — studies and surviving the campus jungle. Add in a bunch of monkey boys, rumor-spreading hyenas and then you’ve got it made.

And just like Spiderman, whose great power comes with great responsibility, great popularity too comes the same. Now you and Spiderman would really hit it off, won’t you? And now you’ll think he’s just another misunderstood freak of nature. But then again, he’d never understand. He’s battling villains, and we, are battling college. COLLEGE DRAMA. Far worse than any preteen and teen alike could ever imagine. It’s bigger than pre-prom zits, more serious than I’ve-gained-weight concerns and more drastic that a bad hair day. It’s not about fitting into cliques, it’s not about her being a bitch and it’s not even close to having the same dress with your teacher on prom night.

We all expect college to be a new beginning, to be mature and well, to be honest, to be perfect. But then you’ll understand, it isn’t… and it will never be. You’ll realize that it’s all just a big horrible mistake. A fantasy recreated by kids who hated their four years or so of high school. This isn’t about your career, well it is but as you wake up in the morning or midday actually, it’s barely an issue.

In college, you get to lead a double life…apart from people you classify as just friends, and people you classify as friends you call your family. And trust me once you realize this, you will never ever be the same again. You get to classify your friends once you get to experience the following:

a.)    getting to hear rumors such as:

-         you had a break up when you didn’t know you even had a boyfriend

-         You are supposedly a frat member… and yes, you are totally clueless about it. Makes you think you founded your own fraternity and named it, “The Invisibles”

-         You hate your friends…the friends you spend your entire time with, the friends you couldn’t imagine life without

-         And you are crushing on a guy who looks like a troll with curly hair… and this rumor is being spread by the troll with the curly hair, and his sidekick, the girl with the curl.

b.)    spending time with people and keeping your mouth shut. You get to hear a lot without all of you jabbering all at once

c.)    you care for some people as if they really are the best things on earth. Then you’ll realize, they are your family in school. Aww how sweet…

Anf of course there are boys. Will they ever be out of the scene? i pretty well guess not. So what’s the deal with them? absolutely nothing. They are there to either brighten or darken your doorstep. College is where you begin to realize that boys, will be just boys; and they’re just part of the whole dating scene… just as the birds and the bees are.

Maybe it appears college to be such a drag, but actually it’s not. It’s a double-edged sword. Life isn’t always supposed to be all happy and cheery, sometimes there has to be a storm on your day. But just because it’s raining doesn’t mean you have to stay inside and mope around… go out… dance under the rain…be a kid again. Because in life we see things in different perspectives just to be happy.

So whatever happened to college drama? It was never there to begin with if you look at it in a different light. Life goes on. I see my college life to be dramatic, so I let it be. What do you want yours to be? Like a fairytale? Fine by me. It’s your life. Live it.

So why am I saying this so matter of factly?

Because I’ve been there. Firsthand.

Why do you hate me for one single lie?

Why do you question me for something I didn’t intend?

Why do you tell me it’s always my fault?

Why do you ask me things I don’t even know?

Why do you accuse me of things I never did?

Why are you always suspicious of everything I do?

These are the questions I could never find answers..

These are the questions I would ponder on for ever

These are the questions you could never answer me

These are the questions that remain in my mind

These are the questions I cannot bear to ask you

These are the questions I cannot touch

these are the questions that involve people in your past;

and I have no answers to them… for I never belonged in your past.

Forever will these questions linger in my mind

Until forgotten will they ever be.

That picture in your wallet… is living … is breathing… and that I cannot deny.

That picture in your wallet.

It’s as vivid as it can get.

When I think about it, I wonder when will be the time I’ll forget about it… when will be the time when it will mean absolutely nothing to me… when will be the time that it will just be a mere picture of someone I don’t know.

I wish we…I wish I could go back to the time when I see you as my best friend rather than lovers fighting…the time when we could just laugh at petty fights the next second… the time when these doubts were just my imagination… and the time when I could close my eyes without seeing that picture in your wallet.

I wouldn’t wish to replace that picture in your wallet.

Nor would I impose to replace her in your heart for me. never.

I’m not hoping to replace that harlequin girl in your life because that’s very demeaning for my part. It won’t do me justice. Who is she to rain on my parade… who are you to believe that I will oblige to replace that thing…that picture in your wallet.

Ask me once, and I’ll say no.

Ask me twice, I’ll think about it.

Ask me thrice and you’re going nowhere.

If you could see what’s inside of me, then you’d know, I would never wish to be that picture in your wallet. You tell me you wish you could turn back time. You tell me you wish you could ease my mind, and probably you hope too, that I would understand. But that’s not happening.

If we all just keep on wishing, if we all just keep on hoping… then nothing would ever happen in this world we call reality.