Monday, July 2, 2012

Where is she?


She probably landed somewhere in the Pacific. Perhaps in some small body of water near the latitude 13°32' N and longitude 123°37' E. Google says it is located near an archipelago. Maybe she lived there for a while.

I first met her during a big gathering. I never knew her back then and we were just mere acquaintances. She's cool though. From what I heard of her, she can drive drift cars. That's the reason why I was not surprised when I saw her driving a 1992 Nissan Silvia PS13. What struck me was that she can write poems and songs and what-have-you's pretty well. I think I like her.

Circa 1938: Natives from the island saw remnants of what seems to be an aircraft from Lockheed Company. They were particularly bothered by the fact that they saw burnt pieces of time travel watches marked 1937. At the back of the watch, the clock's dial points to the year 2010.

We went out a couple of times. It was a friendly date and we both had fun. One might say that it was just her being her usual self: kind and nice, but for me, the point was, she gave me a chance. I am so happy with that because I was not that popular with girls that I really wasn't given that much chance. I like her, and I think she likes me too, she just doesn't know it yet.

She gave me a chance.

It was not until 1930's that Time Travel Industries released the first batch of Time Travel watches. Many critics have expressed their doubt as to how reliable these time watches are, but after some time in the public market, time travel watches have been considered as the century's most useful invention. However, in the year 1935, US President Roosevelt prohibited the use of these watches due to the increasing number of crimes related to time travelling.

That night, she gave me a chance. I wanted to dance with her but I fucked up. She gave me a chance and I fucked it. Stupid shit I did one time, I was not even myself then. Fucking stupid.


July 2, 1937. She took off from LAE with only one thing in mind: be the first woman to do a thing no one has ever done before. In my opinion, this is one of the most courageous acts I have ever seen.

We were drunk as hell the last time I saw her. She kept telling me about these magic watches that were all burnt up. I don't know if it was just the alcohol talking or she was just really into teasing me. That was my last memory of us spending some crazy time together.

1945. She was seen walking at the center of the plaza where she grew up. A lot of people were asking her the same question: Where have you been? What happened to your expedition? She did not bother answering their questions. She cleared her throat with a bottle of gin.

Present day. She doesn't want to wear high heels. She wears only flat shoes. She won't stop watching television shows. She'll keep it to herself. I guess she'll never tell.


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