Right now, I’m staring at this gift I sent to her via LBC several days ago.
After my very important mission in Manila last December 16, I decided to send my Birthday gift to her via courier. I remember how many hours I spent just to wrap that little box.
We both live in the city of Lucena but I really don’t know where exactly her place is – that’s why I ended up with the courier. Yeah I know I’m making excuses. I can’t deliver it myself even if I know where her home is.
Anyway, I wrote down her name and address that I memorized for so long and also her mobile number that I engraved in my brain no older than a month. I didn’t put my address, just my name and mobile number.
“Kelan dating nyan sa Lucena?” I asked the LBC personnel
“Bukas na bukas Sir andun na ‘to.” He assured.
I headed back to Lucena.
The following day, Team LBC texted me:
“Sir, dpo klala c (HER NAME) d2 sa (HER ADDRESS). D rin po nmin mkontak. Pkikontak n lng po sya at pkisbing iclaim nya pdala nya sa lbc ofc lucena.”
But you know what? I greatly expected that scenario. There are many factors and one is her address. I got her address in her graduates’ info sheet way back in 2006. Maybe she had already moved. Second is her mobile number. Maybe I’d written it incorrectly or memorized it wrongly. Or maybe she didn’t move, she always wanted to become anonymous and maybe she succeeded that even her neighborhood doesn’t know that she exists. Or maybe she did receive the LBC message but knowing that it’s from me, she didn’t give a damn and just thought 'nice try' (joke!)
So after three days, I claimed the package in the LBC office half-hoping that it’s not there anymore. When the employee handed me the package, I acted surprised.
“Hey, I got a gift... Wait a minute, this looks familiar...”
What a pathetic loser I am.
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