Saturday Night High and Puppy Love
I was out- on a Saturday night!
Believe it or not, I was!
After the terrible Advertising class, I went straight to North Edsa to wait for the jesters to pick me up (I'm fond of being picked-up, you know) and go straight to Malabon. Destination: Ex-Boyfriend's 22nd Birthday bash.
Jelly, I was. Shaking from head to toe thinking what could happen next- I don't know the guys with me except for Argel, an old friend. I don't know how Nesgel (my ex/ celebrant) will treat me. Are we close? I mean, it has been 3 years since the relationship ended but still, we're not super close as I would've liked us to be. Plus insecutities came when I knew that he had far more gorgeous boyfriends than me. Who cares? That instant, after we got off the cab, I needed to light a cigarette- so I'd get toned and relaxed.
There he was, pretty in pink, ultimately. "Sinu-sino na nandoon," Argel asked. "Si Archie, Kimmer....." he replied.
Hold up! Kimmer is actually there? Whoa, this sounds fun!
Kimmer is his ex boyfriend too... and my other ex's ex too. And I love him! I mean, he's the cutest guy I've known, yeah! From the way he acts to the way he talks and so on... he's just so cute! My care bear!
Upon seeing Kimmer, everything's changed. The crowd suddenly became limestones and for 3 minutes, I've felt the snows in Prague. He's so adorable, makes me want to hug him, smell him and oh.
The party was fun, lots of food! I spotted myself chatting with three or four of my ex's ex boyfriends. Nesgel was dead tired and never got the chance to stay with us. It was expected, it's his night. My mom texted me to go home early, that was at around 7pm. She never texted again. I was hoping that she would sleep early so she'd not notice how late it was and I not being home yet. Kimmer and I have decided to leave the place together, we have the same route. Cubao and head to Ortigas & Antipolo.
During the bash, I was just staring at two people- Nesgel and Kimmer.
On Nesgel: I'm thinking how great he looks now, worry-free guy, bittersweet- yeah, survivor and strong. A good boy, that's all I was thinking.
On Kimmer: I was thinking of what could've been (famous hanging words). Oh, and how in-love I am with the way he looks at and treats me. He's such a nice nice friend. By the way guys, Kimmer is happily engaged with some respected dude and I'm super happy about that. I was only thinking how it would've felt if we were together.
The answer: it would not look nice. He's too good for me. Aaaawwwwww...
There goes the "pa-humble-naman-diyan" part. No, really, I know I had the chance, 18 months ago I was an inch close to having him but I opted not to. I was afraid. I was. I was. End.
The clock ticked 12 and we've decided to say bye bye. Joined by Ivan, we took a bus passing along EDSA to Cubao and from there, we waited for Kimmer to safely get himself an Antipolo ride. There was a cueue, but it takes years before one jeepney leaves. Scarcity of passengers. Whoa. So I just joined Kimmer in waiting and from that moment on... I was seeing stars.
Yes, I was seeing stars... I was seeing him.
I'm not really a gimick freak. My mom always demands that I be in the house early even on weekends. But that time, I was out... on a Saturday night!
...in school uniform.