I was drinkning a bottle of a well-known tea drink when suddenly my soliloquistic habit arised, This tea drink is such a marvelous invention, I uttered to myself. The thought of enjoying a nice cold beverage and at the same time getting such health benefits from one bottle alone for me is just particularly excellent. Well, you see it’s not everyday that you can get everything from a single bottle. Full package. Why not just put everything in? Bluntly, having it all is what everybody wants right? It’s a good idea, to put it simply, everything would just be perfect!

Does anyone know who Barbie is?.. Of course everyone knows who she is, by the time you reached the age of 3 or much earlier you can already see her on your tv screens, flaunting what she got. Even the toughest of all men knew who the polyresin-made doll is. Sometimes I thought how easy life is for Barbie. I mean, she’s got it all, the looks, the body, the wealth..everything. The little girls who played with her, nonetheless wants to be like her when they grow up. Imagine a girl who can do almost everything and still manages to put an unerasable smile on her face. She must be sent down from heaven that’s what I thought. Of course, Barbie having almost everything, also has a pre-destined role in the society, that is to be with Ken. Ken, is like the alpha-male, the Jock, the most popular guy whether it be in your class or at work. And when they’re already married, they can produce a little offspring named Kelly. Then after that, the little Kelly would fit in the role of a full-fledged Barbie. And the rest is history dittoed. I didn’t mean to sound as if I’m actually playing with Barbie dolls back then, that would totally freak out my parents.

Because you see, I once had a chance to date a girl like Barbie when I was in highschool. Let’s just call her B. B, back then they say is beauty and brains all rolled up in one hot package. “The Bombshell” that’s what my classmates call her. She’s a math wizard, a varsity player for the girls volleyball team, the prom queen, and so goes on the list.. not to mention that they’re also one of the wealthiest people I have ever known. And to make her more unapt for me, I certainly am not the “Ken type”. You see, I was more of the guy you’ll just see around the corner drawing stuffs on a piece of paper talking with my “fellow commoners” about how global warming, human combustion and booming population can be related with each other. Boring stuffs. Besides, I don’t have anything flashy for her to believe that I was actually at the same level where she is.

But to everyone’s amazement, we, instantly clicked. Even I couldn’t believe it?! Could a royalty ever fall in love with a peasant?! I mean, history books doesn’t show anything with such accounts? well, in fairytales perhaps it could happen. Yes, I was living inside my own fairytale, wherein I el principe mui guapo would rescue mi unica princesa when in fact I am just a plain muchaho pobre.. Her friends were all so intrigued, why did B choose someone like me over her gazillion zealots? for them, It was unacceptable. But B and I did not really give a heck at all. I trusted her completely.

I trusted her nice soft-spoken verses about trust and loyalty. And realized that, hey, B really is deeply inlove with me. That was before college period came. When my fairytale finally ended. B and I were both in college when she decided to cut-off our relationship. I asked her why. She said stuffs like loneliness, lack of effort etc. that I can blame her for the sudden break-up. Me, being the understanding boyfriend, tried to patch things up. But she said not to because she didn’t love me anymore. And that’s the time I finally said to her, I’m done with it. Turns out that, B, before we even broke up, has found someone more (let’s say) ”appropriate” for her. R, The “Ken type”. I don’t know what I’ve done to her, In order for me to be lambasted dreadfully. Is it because I was never the “Ken type” or the fact that we we’re now studying into two different universities? when in fact she was the one to assure me that she would never leave me for someone else. *sigh* how could B fool me like this?! I was hanging in the clouds all along. I brokedown instantly. Reality defenitely slapped me in the face.. After our break up, I have never seen her again.

Right now, As I drank the final drops of the well-known tea drink, I again reverted back to my old soliloquistic habit. I said to myself looking at the now empty bottle.. Well, you can be cool and clean once you drink this, but you can never, never have everything. Foolish me in the first place for believing in such. We strive to have everything and then wind up back again from the start just to find ourselves lost and feeling all so hollow, just like an empty bottle. What B and I have was nonetheless asimilar to that. I thought that she was the perfect girl for me, that our relationship would withstand forever, feeling as if I was the luckiest man, to find a real-life barbie girl of my own. But I was wrong, Barbies are of course only for Kens, and I was really nowhere in the picture all along. Then I wondered, how did they manage to fit barbies in and her accresories all in one small angular package when the space obviously isn’t big enough? I think my answer is pretty much evident already. I scratched my forehead for a realization just submerged, and said again to myself, that sometimes items are just better sold separately..

 

May 26th, 2008 by edude Likes playing 'Hide and Seek', 'Luksong Baka' and 'The Boat is sinking'. And constantly seeks for other players as well.