I never thought that the Thai movie "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" will affect me as much as "500 Days of Summer." Apart from English and Filipino movies, I am not much of a fan of Foreign language films. I hate reading subtitles, it makes my head ache and my eyesight is not so good. The lead male is just so cute I can't resist watching it.
Anyway, I have already made my review of the film in my tumblr blog. It's just I can't seem to get enough of it. The movie actually made me review my high school life and search for parallels. There are actually a lot but most of my high school crushes are married now besides, the last time I saw them, it got me wondering if my brain was in the right place in high school. There were two Dexters, one ugly and one drug addict. A guy named Happy and thinking of him makes me go eeww. There's Franco, another eeww guy. There was a Julius who I believe is a priest now. And Raul - the guy who just disappeared. I know there are others but they are so forgettable.
I discovered that the closest story I have with Nam is the one I had when I was a college freshman.
Marlon Pilar. haayy!
The first time I saw him in the classroom, I knew that I would be head over heels for him. I used to have this thing for tall, lanky, Chinese guys. He is all that plus he looks really neat and smells really good. For about a year I satisfied myself with a few stolen glances and some moments of stalking. I would stare at him from afar and tell myself to gather enough courage to approach him and have a casual conversation but I was never able to do that. I don't know but at that time, I thought he was way out of my league. He's just too cute. I was back then a dark-skinned, lanky, ugly public high school graduate.
The only time I got to be near him was at the Eng canteen. I was waiting for my pals when he sat in front of me, said hi and left immediately. There was also that time when we were lining up to watch a play and I was so noisy because I want him to notice me. He told me to keep quiet and I answered back and all of my blockmates teased us. I almost died of a heart attack during those times. My heart was beating that I can actually hear it pounding and I can't breathe.
Sometimes I am wondering if at some point, he liked me too. There was a time that Rhoma told me that he was looking at me during one of our classes. There was also that time when joking around, the other boys told her that I am his ex-girlfriend. But then again, if he feels the same, he would've approached me. Maybe he is aware that I have a crush on him that's why his friends were teasing him. Maybe they found it so funny that they are laughing at him and they pity me for such an ambitious desire.
Anyway, it was a roller coaster year for me. That was June 1995 to May of 1996. So many things happened and I outgrew my infatuation. The last time I saw him was on my fifth year in college. He sat in front of me and my friend in a jeep, he has a girlfriend. I am not really sure if he was the guy I saw in MRT shaw around 2005. Thing is, apart from Alex, also a college crush, he is a past crush that I want to see again.
I never thought that recalling those incidences I just shared will make me feel the old emotions that I thought I outgrew. Now my desire is stronger. I really want to catch a glimpse of him again. If he talks to me or even remembers me, I would be thankful but if not I just want to see him. Besides, with my current weight, I don't think I want him to see me like this. After all these years, I still think he is way out of my league.
