pahabol sa vday

i didnt know what happened but somehow i found myself on the passenger seat of rachels car listening to cheezy love songs and going around in circles on the streets of butuan at half past three in the morning. then out of nowhere i saw asperger friends car parked indiscreetly on an unlit road going to san vicente. a distinct hunch told me something fishy is going on:

entongalon: hey, i hope you're not with some girl i don't know.

silence


we drove back and found out asperger friend already left. i don't know if it was fate or just plain bad luck for asperger friend, i saw his car again. i had to ask rachel to sober up and tail em. maybe out of panic asperger friend drove faster than usual. i didn't want us to end up dead after a freak accident so we decided to let the incident pass.

beep beep

asperger: amf

entongalon: had to tail you. but i didn't want you to panic so nitipas nalang ko. badboy.

asperger: okay. one, yeah, im not with the girl im supposed to be with, and im a bad boy. two, in my defense, bisan pag masunog among balay and makilatan ko, i swear, nothing happened, i just tested my mettle. three, im home na and ako ra isa sa kama.

asperger: im sorry to disappoint you but yeah, she also has her shortcomings...

asperger: and sometimes, i just don't know what to think or do... and no, love is never enough, it never was, nyt.

entongalon: infidelity, like everything else, has its own phases/levels. this is just a tap on your back. someone had to do it. be glad it had to be me. be careful next time. you're a friend to me as she is. i wont squeal. sleep soundly.

entongalon: i never took you as someone who uses lines from mushy love songs. you can never disappoint me. i never counted on you to make things perfect for her. i only wanted you to do things right. if that's so hard to do, let her go.

asperger: i know im not perfect, and if it offers you a slightest bit of reassurance, i could honestly say that im trying my best to be. thank you for not making our already complicated relationship even more complex. and i hope you had a great valentines day, coz mine just plain sucked... goodnight and thanks again.


wow.

being social

last night, just as planned, i went out with marco with a bunch of his friends. i had to bring along my friends for security reasons since no one will dare to harass us knowing my friends family background. on the parking lot the two group, marco's and mine's, exchanged pleasantries. then we went on the usual drinking session we do in the only tolerable bar here in butuan. i only had light sodas since im currently on antibiotic. they passed around happy pills, believe me, i was caught off guard but since lately ive been trying to live my life to the fullest, which means tryin everything, everything, good and bad, i took a bite (no i mean swallow, or pop or whatever the term is). the pill didnt get in my system, zero. seems like the pill and the light sodas i had had an antagonistic effect. while i was enjoying the depression caused by the soda and the happy pill, everyone was all out partying, it was a big group since people had joined in the table thinking it was a conference of the present political dynasty. then the VISITORS got hungry, for food and more booze. and boy they got what they wanted, after we satisfied our craving for the former we proceed on the latter. and goodness was i shocked. they were all desperate to get a better piece of stone that i think i saw them tryin to rip each others heads off just to get the high they paid for. yeah, i dont do drugs. yeah yeah, bahala kayo kung ayaw nyo maniwala. they were all pretty wasted, earl had to run out the house to puke, marco was laughing like jimmy kimmel was in our presence, ernie was braggggggging about how rich he is, anson (the nice one) was kind enough to ask me to turn off my mobile mp3 and listen to his cooler collection of club music instead (cream? yeah its cream), cheska on the otherhand was tellin the old rich cunt lani about their family tree and which fruitful branch she was picked by anson (her husband) while flashing her, what 5 carat?, princess cut engagement ring (it was huge). imagine 5 wasted people with someone who didnt even had 5% alcohol in his system. ive always thought that marco's lifestyle in cagayan was something im going to want to experience in the future, later future, but no i dont think im born for that. his world was never meant for someone as pure-souled as me. kapal kapal kapal ko. hahahaha ,...................

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