Thursday, May 15, 2008

My cockeyed textmate

Aside from surfing the net, I am still using my cellphone to resist boredom. I am mostly communicating with my friends and relatives. I am still communicating to a guy that I haven't met that's from Laguna. I mentioned that I will never communicate to strangers, didn't I? But I felt that he's to be trusted due to our way of communicating, it seems that we are already close. We share problems with each other and we also try to solve them. I am pleased everytime I received text messages from him.
I call him Jc, he's already 25 years old (maguwang kaayo nako sah?). We've been texting for more than one year already but I am pretending that I am already 19 years old because maybe, he might be uncomfortable with me because I am too young. His problems are mostly regarding with his girlfriend. I think it's hard for me to help him solve that problem because I haven't engaged in that thing. I think my advices for him aren't too effective (Unsa-on man sad pagka-effective ani nga pinataka ra man ning akong mga advice2x) because until now he haven't moved on.

I am happy that until now, he still treated me as a sister but I am unpleased with his present situation. He told me that he's so depressed of what's happening to him right now.
This is the story....
Jc was working as an industrial engineer. He had a girlfriend from Cebu. They only communicate through texting and the ridiculous thing is that they haven't met even once. They only share their feelings through cellphone. Suddenly, he told me that they broke up (this was last year). He also shared to me that he have a heart ailment. Because of that thing, I tried my best to give him advices in order to move on. Good that he told me that he just moved on.
During school days, we've been texting each other. We only communicate if I have free time (no assignments, quizzes, etc., Saturdays and Sundays.) until November came he stopped sending text messages to me. It was my semestral break when I tried to call him. "The subscriber cannot be reached" that's the horrible statement I heard.
When it was already April, someone called me. It was an unknown number. I responded him to a text message asking him who he/she is. I was so happy that it was Jc. His cellphone was "crashed"... that was the reason why we haven't communicated for months. Good thing is that, he found my cellphone number in his notebook.
I was so sad of the news about him. He told me that the relationship with his ex-girlfriend was restored last January and they broke up again last April. He also said that he quited his job and he's now a "tambay". Everyday he's drunk and mostly his text messages aren't in "a good way". That's all because of his depression.
He's not Jc that I've known before. There are times that I felt disappointed and I kept on thinking about this question. "Why is he"killing himself" because of a useless thing???" I think their relationship is a hoax because they haven't met even once.
Because of "letting down", I haven't been replying his text messages. I only texted him if "wala koy lingaw". Dili sad kalingawan nako siya ha... I am just texting him... " Kumusta ka na?" and the same situation is still the answer and I just stopped the conversation by saying "Ok" without advices.
I am sorry that I offended him... He still know me as Alison (not Franzis Mari Lawas) and he calls me "Alice", a 19 year old girl that is really 14 year old...
I know that there will be a day that he will know the truth. I regretted of what I have done before. Aside him, I only entertain text messages from the people that I have met or those who now me who I am in order to resist temptations. I will never ever spread my cellphone number to a radio station, friendster shoutout, YM shoutout or anything... my cellphone number remains to be private...

1 comment:

lgeorgia said...

naunsa... sige text! tabangi si mama diha sa balay...

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