Another one, I mean. Wahahahaha.
Dahil sa gitna ng death threats at ng mean-looking goons at ng agrarian injustice, nagkaron pa ako ng panahon na magkaron ng schoolgirl crush sa isang abugadong German na international observer. Pogi talaga sya mehn. At nakakatawa. At witty. At sharp. At charming. E may drama ako na gusto ko lang these days ay hot sexy brooding bad boy Pinoy leftist, so talagang ganun sya ka-hot na naovercome nya yung aking national patrimony requirement. (Although sabi ng isa kong friend na lawyer din sa bondoc when i told him na may dropdead gorgeous lawyer na pakalatkalat sa Mulanay — “i saw him, he’s not gorgeous and no one dropped dead”, sabay roll eyes.)
Pero for the life of me, hindi talaga ako marunong maginitiate ng paglalandi. As in. I have zero flirtation skills. I’m super lambing to my boy(space) friends, and I’m bubbly and chirpy around people, boys and girls alike, and these are often misinterpreted as flirting, pero hindi talaga. Pag may gusto ako, di ko talaga nilalapitan. Aantayin ko sila magshow ng interest. Pag di lumapit, e di, boo-hoo-hoo. Amazed ako sa mga kwento na, “yah, i met him in a bar, i slid him my number in a napkin.” “Hinagisan ko sya ng panty nung tumutugtog sya sa gig, ayun, kami na. magfifive years na nga kami.”
Hindi ako conservative. I’m just a big fat duwag.
So back to Captain Von Trapp. Mahaba-haba ang byahe papuntang BondocPen, marami-raming niyogang dinaanan. Syempre shpluk-shpluk about the cases, about agrarian injustice. “It’s hard to imagine a clearer demonstration of the consequences of having the landed elite control law-making than the law on qualified theft, which exacts a higher penalty for the theft of coconuts..” and I can go on and on and on, shpluk shpluk shpluk.
And then, eto na. “You know, I took up German in college.”
“Oh really, what do you remember?”
(and here’s the point when the veteran flirt would say some spicy, saucy and sexy German phrase, you know, like in the movies. But NO, not Jae. Because she likes to be unpredictable, but MAINLY because she doesnt know any spicy, saucy, sexy German phrase.)
“Hmm… I know how to count.” Sheepish smile, contrived semi-ditz giggle. (semi lang, kasi kakapaliwanag ko lang ng CARP.)
“Ok, let’s hear it.”
“Eins… Zwei… Drei…. Vier…. Funf….”
He clapped. And we both laughed.
At pagkatapos ng lahat, hiningi niya ang cellphone number ko. Naks. To discuss agrarian reform some more daw over coffee. Malamang totoo, hehe. Pero pagkatapos ng nakakabagot na byahe, mas nakakabagot na hearing, pagkatapos ng mega-doses of social realities and painful truths c/o BondocPen, ok lang naman siguro maging optimistic. At delusional. At self-absorbed.
Yahoo. 
