*: I left my manners at home.

Went to Rob Place to grab a casing for my phone and thought of passing by to powerbooks and grab some FroYo*. Their Blueberries tasted like raw tamarind so I decided to have butterscotch, cherries and mango for it. While looking around, theres this guy in gray who looked at me twice, and I thought for 5 seconds that I might've known him. When I looked at him again, he smiled and usually when I'm weirded out, i tend to always have this smirk. Then he walked to the other side of the mall and i continued browsing.

We all have this dilemma that mallrats are not usually that friendly, so our usual judgment is... that he could be a "person-for-rent". He doesnt look like it though. He has the biggest smile like a kid to a christmas present. I was texting while walking on the fourth floor and I saw him again at the 3rd floor escalator, looking at me, then he waved. So then I smiled. Thinking... wow. He IS friendly (again, dilemma). I saw him walk out of the mall, went to the left side, and so I went to the right side, going to Ministop but theres this car passing by so I turned around and surprised that he was behind me. WHO IN THE WORLD WOULDN'T FREAK OUT ON THAT? He smiled and gestured, "wait". Then he pulled out a credit card receipt and a pen then wrote... "Sorry I'm deaf. Can i Just at least get your name?"

I hand-signaled, No. (Two hands, waving.) But he insisted on handing me the piece of paper and the receipt. I wrote... "Sorry", then paused for seconds just to write anything else but I was frantic. He hand-signed "name" like a nameplate to his chest then pointed at me, so I wrote my name on the paper. Handed it back to him then i made a two thumbs up.

Two fucking thumbs up. Like "Ayos? Ok na?" Then I walked away and went to Ministop after he just stood there with an awkward smile like... I dunno. It broke my heart when I was in the cab thinking about it.

Then yeah, I rode a cab and the thought made me realize... I didnt even ask for his name. :( I saw him eating alone at Jollibee and I ignored that fact. Maybe because he's deaf, he just wanted someone to spend the afternoon with someone. He looked decent and it felt like he doesnt have ANY intentions. Just to meet people.

The world made me doubt everyone. Personally, what I did was rude, and I don't know how to take it back. Stu. Pid.

Then I met my friends at Rockwell, went to Fully Booked then decided to grab some dinner at ToHo BF Homes. It's a chinese restaurant that started as a Panciteria outside the Intramuros walls at 1888. Dude, thats more than a hundred years. How can you not trust a restaurant that cooked more than a century? Everything tasted great. Without exaggeration. From Seafood Canton, Chicken, to Fried Spare Ribs. It is like hell for a person trying to lose weight. But its REALLY worth it. It also claims that Rizal and Del Pilar hangs out at the Intramuros branch during those era. So at least now we have something in common aside from citizenship.

The dinner made me forgot what happened. But I was awfully quiet until the Leche Flan.