when i was a little girl (i'm still little but not a girl anymore), i have always dreamed of that knight in shining armour. someone who would sweep me off my feet and take all my worries. now that i'm a bit mature, i've realized that it's hard to hope for that romance. it's disappointing and frustrating.
however, maybe things come when you least expect them. i am in manila, broke and hopeless. but 3 people helped me and encouraged me to still stand up and fight. let's call them Pocholo, Singkit and Doc.
Pochollo picked me up last night from taft avenue corner buendia. i was supposed to go to malate and meet him up. my plan was to go to taft ave corner edsa and ride a jeep there going to malate. but wow, there was a swarm of people (i think they were people going home to the province since it was a saturday night and people who watched the pyro-lympics in sm mall of asia). vehicles could not move because of the traffic jam and i could not take a taxi nor a jeep. so i walked until i reached buendia. still, there were a lot of people and no chance of getting a taxi. it was already 1 a.m. i wanted to cry and just go home (of course, by walking). then he told me to wait and he will pick me up. and in no time, there he was, in his walking shorts, white t-shirt, sneakers and comforting smile. Pochollo was a gentleman the whole time, staying at the danger side, opening doors for me, and asking if i'm okay.
Singkit is a normal guy trying to be very good guy. he tried to protect me from himself. hahaha! i don't know if that makes sense.
now, Doc, even if he's very busy, tries so much to spend time with me. he offered options and his help even if he has a lot of problems, himself.
i've never met a knight in shining armour before. the cynical me would have said that there's no such thing or person. i had been so sure before that no guy could ever be like that. but i am so glad that i'm wrong.
