delicate times
I left the house at 3, saying I needed a haircut. My hair was getting into my eyes and slowly turning into straw, and logic was on my side. If I hadn't, I would have spent the whole day in one chair, refreshing webpages and blogs. Again.
Hektor always wears his skinny jeans halfway down and brushes against me when he cuts my hair. I told him I wanted something sharper, cleaner, and more masculine. I do need all the help I can get with that last bit anyway.
Halfway through, my love arrived. Funnily he also had a haircut. We oddly synchronize like that. Hektor stopped leaning in so close.
We can't really hold hands in this area. Too many people recognize me. Not that I'm famous, I just kind of live here, and everyone is Chinese, and everyone talks. We went to Fully Booked and flitted through the chick-lit and children's sections, looking for Gossip Girl and reading Dr. Seuss aloud. He looked so good with his new haircut; I was half-hard the whole time. Mmm.
Alvin came to pick us up after that, and we took the long way around to where I lived. I didn't really want to get out of the car; they were headed to Makati for dinner and partying; I was headed for a stuffy reception where one of the closeted guys my family knew decided to find a girl to hide behind. I saw them last night; they don't look like they're in love. "It's a relief," the guy said. I bet it is. Still, I wish them all the best.
Moki and Alvin dropped me off just outside my village and I rode the rest of the trip home on my bike. I didn't want to think, so I didn't.
I have nothing to wear to the dinner. Maybe I'll go as a closet.
Hektor always wears his skinny jeans halfway down and brushes against me when he cuts my hair. I told him I wanted something sharper, cleaner, and more masculine. I do need all the help I can get with that last bit anyway.
Halfway through, my love arrived. Funnily he also had a haircut. We oddly synchronize like that. Hektor stopped leaning in so close.
We can't really hold hands in this area. Too many people recognize me. Not that I'm famous, I just kind of live here, and everyone is Chinese, and everyone talks. We went to Fully Booked and flitted through the chick-lit and children's sections, looking for Gossip Girl and reading Dr. Seuss aloud. He looked so good with his new haircut; I was half-hard the whole time. Mmm.
Alvin came to pick us up after that, and we took the long way around to where I lived. I didn't really want to get out of the car; they were headed to Makati for dinner and partying; I was headed for a stuffy reception where one of the closeted guys my family knew decided to find a girl to hide behind. I saw them last night; they don't look like they're in love. "It's a relief," the guy said. I bet it is. Still, I wish them all the best.
Moki and Alvin dropped me off just outside my village and I rode the rest of the trip home on my bike. I didn't want to think, so I didn't.
I have nothing to wear to the dinner. Maybe I'll go as a closet.