Film of Love

Cinquante Et Un

We did get some ice cream while we were in the winter season. It’s almost going to be summer anytime soon because time flies so fast and just in a blink of an eye you’re in the different time now.

We are still outside—walking side by side in the streets of Paris. We are getting nearer because the apartment building is getting visible in my eyes. We didn’t talked about a minute which surprises me because damn Cosette is such a talker.

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Eventually we get back safe and my body missed the warmth of the room. Aunt Melinda was satisfied with the fact that we both went out get some sun, and enjoy the paradise in downtown.

Still, even though the central is amusing at it is, I think I preferred outskirts of a town or my port city in the north more.

We both make our way to our rooms bit forgetting to mention that we bought a takeout food for Aunt and our dinner later on and she told us that she’s been praying that we can buy food, anything, for us to eat this dinner time.

“Long time no see, bed!” I mumbled as I lay on top of it. I am contented that I remove my padding only and just flop on my cozy bed and absorb all the warmth. If the warmth is not enough I do is to put something thin and put it neatly on the floor and just hope on it.

I lay down on my back and starts thinking about earlier. It’s seems like I can’t move on from him. This is not about break up or anything angsty but the way his face says it all.

What I mean “all” is that he is just my type. I felt my cheeks are warming up from the thought. I mean don’t get me wrong, his face is my type but I think I… I lik–I mean appreciate Tristan’s whole being.

I messed my hair and groaned, I am frustrated that I wasted the chance to, well you know…get to know his name—just his name.

I sighed and sit up. I need to lessen my thoughts and continue what I am doing or working.

I am currently working on my plan, and I wonder where to start. I just have a few of the notes, the hint that might lead me to something small but fruitful results.

“Hmm… where to start?” I asked myself, squabbling with my pencil on a scratch papers. Drafts and other materials are all over the place and it’s messy.

I sighed again, it seems that my brain is not doing her job correctly. I’m going nuts in just a few!

“Diana Martin—” I subconsciously speaks name of the person’s written on my paper.

I get my laptop on and search for Diana and Haze Martin and I can’t take the results that great. I can’t have it as the “real” findings about a man and woman—because they look Ike they can’t be my parents friend or someone that might be a connection to my past.

The both persons I mentioned is using social media platforms maybe once in a blue moon. All their open account that have their name on the username have not pictures there are some but its full of advertisements. I find it amazing on how they can manage not being around the media but the media evolves around them.

I open my phone that has been drained out so much and just like that I’ve been flooded by text messages,, both from work and parents.

As much as I eager to hear that they’ll be visiting me I would love to go there instead because why not?

Just kidding! I want to go visit them there than here, but I appreciated their time and effort to come here, its not because I am terrified if they see the things I’m hiding from the, it’s just that if I am there I can look for some more whether it is in the old attic or in their boxes inside their room.

I want to find any connections that lies between my parents and the Martin’s, but wait why do they texted me that they’ll come here when they finished everything? What everything are those?

In the meantime, I found myself sketching the handsome man I met because I know for sure that my memory is getting old and will just abruptly make some of my memories gradually evanesce and I can’t let that happened because this is the first time I felt butterflies, they called it, in my stomach. First time to draw in years and I know my skill level is not the same as everybody that do arts because I am a seldom user of any kinds of medium. I need to feel that I like to draw it today.

I can’t help to put my hand on my stomach to detect with it discerned a tingling sensation that will heat up my whole face and will ridiculously looked like a tomato, handpicked fresh Ed from its tree.

I finished the drawign of the man but I noticed that it feels different. I think there’s something wrong and there is. I think I did terrible on drawing his face without any reference and trusting my imagination. My work didn’t do justice on him but I decided to keep it as a remembrance of sketching someone so familiar, odd but feels close to one and another.

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It was passed 7 when we finished dealing with our kitchen. The doors are closed along with the windows and the lights are now off and we are now on our own room.

I am currently doing my work on and planning the next move. I am planning on let my parents have a wonderful spa in the morning while I go sneak out to their room and find something proper and helpful with something.

I just need to get some money and plan this all out correctly. I can’t lose all what I started because I get caught up in such a undesirable situation that hard to keep it in like nothing happened.

I hope that mom and dad will tell me when they’ll be visiting me so I can prepare myself, I do not like surprise visits, it really can’t calm my nerves.

The sooner the better and wait for them. We need also time to post a meaningful story but dissing them.

“I want to sleep!” I said. I love talking to myself whenever I got a chance too. It looks like a age regression but it’s more on society knows about it more despite that whatever in the two It’s a bizarre sight for many people who don’t understand those things.

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The night went well because it was Friday last night. I wake up in the right side of my bed. I warmth feeling is felt when I woke up from my deep sleep. It's still winter but my cozy bed feels like spring. I get up and decided to take this chance to help Cosette in her job hunting or just something I like to do is that give her advice about the interview. I want to help her as much as someone helped me get through it. I know it nice to feel that there is someone who will in there to help you out when things go wrong.

"Good morning, auntie!" I greeted the lady who is up in the morning sipping her coffee while watching some early news on the television. I woke up pretty early because I just felt like it and it is amazing to feel how I felt when I am just a student. I always wake up so early because I need to get ready to school. I did get to enjoy the time of my life when I was in college. It felt different from the past grade level because I think the people that surround me are matured ones. They are all focus on academic life but then seek time to have fun also.

Focusing always in learning will make your life boring and while you focus more on having fun it will make you feel better but the grades and the things that you want to achieve will be a blur and that's why we need to balance our lifestyle and that what my university does.

The other students adapt those things in their lives and that was like the piece of gem of our beloved university. Anyways, I need to wake up Cosette because I need to lecture her, kidding but I need to let her know and we will be having a fun and exciting day. It's my non working day so I have time to teach her so much things it will be also a great way to hang out with her.

I went in to wake her up but I am struggling because she is a heavy sleeper. I used all my waking up methods until she wakes up on one of those tricks. I successfully woke her up and told her to tidy up as we will start the day by eating breakfast and jump right into the job hunting opportunities that she want.

"I want to be in your company!" she said.

"You can if you really want to," I replied. I heard her sighed and look at her.

"I know it's hard but if you really want to have money then let's do it!" I encourage the young lady because all of her efforts will be fade if she can't use it.

"Alright then!" she finally agreed and we all straighten our backs and start to browse the internet to find companies that are hiring. I know the season is not for hiring job but I know that the season of it is starting now. I look at her and I smiled when she finally get so excited and into this kind of thing.

"LET'S DO IT!" she yelled.

"Fine. So we have here the Yellow wood, Mix&Match Company, PMS entertainment," I said as I read out loud the top 10 that are job hiring winter season.

It took a long time when we were deciding the top10 companies she wants and also by editing her application or her resume but I know it is worth the wait. We ended up ranking companies that are lower than the Top 3 which is alright because if it was just for experience a second class company would be the perfect place to play a mini part. I am just grateful that Levitate Entertainment hired a new writer like me. I am so blessed with that thing and I can't wish for more. Before I get the list of the companies I asked for her agreement because her future lies in the company.

I'm stunned to think that Cosette is not bothered if we choose a company under top 3 because every one wants to be in their. I let her also choose the top 3 companies that she wants. In that way we can prioritize the three for the fast-giving application form.

"I can't wait!" she exclaimed. You see how her expression changed from don't have energy to this and that to excitedly choosing companies.

"me too! You just wait and you will finally get to have a chance to work with a company." I responded to her.

"I will tell you that don't worry and be overwhelmed by the situations. We need to be calm and also you can go back to your hobbies relating to your work and also learn again because sometimes the things we learned from the university can be fade away from our mind and we have a hard time remembering those." I gave here some of my own advice and she seems to be taking it seriously.