i enjoy chick flicks again.
i smile more often.
i feel warmth.
my sunniness is back.
am happy. so happy!
THE MAN
it happened one rainy night. just came out of work, dressed to the nines... him? he was in a shirt, shorts, and trainers. sporting a knapsack, loving him with his 3 o'clock shadow and shaved head. it started with a smile, then a kiss. one thing led to another and then my heart string snapped, his knotted to mine. serendipity. yes. once again, the universe conspired. i am alone no longer. happiness filled me. we completed each other. we're a puzzle and we became whole.
last night we went on a date. we met at the mall which felt more of a sauna. damn. i was sweating like a pig and running late so i sprinted like crazy to the bookstore lo and behold he was there. thought he was pissed but instead he greeted me with a smile and hugged me tight. i was so surprised that he was comfortable with PDA, i thought that was the end of it. i was wrong. he held my hand all the way through and even kissed me on the cheek. hunger was at bay. he just finished his yoga session as for me considering the distance i covered, i could have eaten a cow head first. i was sooo famished but of course it can,t be obvious. poised as always. a principle shared by my mum: "be like a duck. all calm and composed at the surface, paddling furiously at the bottom." :D so here we are, choosing restos. we went to this nice pizza joint but damn, was it hottt!!! i thought it was a resto it's more like a damn oven! so out we go. we walked out, we traversed the dark road side looking for a nice place to eat. my tummy was grumbling...but heck with him holding my hand all throughout i didn't give much of a damn with my tummy. i'm in euphoria...
THE 'SOAKING YUCKY'
so here we are. after a dash. a long walk. famish is now ruling. i was sweating like a fucking roasting pig on a spit. he's beginning to panic. so in we went to the first resto we saw. tempura. i've been there several times in the past. decent food. acceptable ambiance. not bad.
the first thing we got was iced tea. he was so worried that i'd get dehydrated due to excessive sweating. well that was more than a kilometer walk so i obliged. the menu seemed interesting. we got dynamite balls which is according to the menu is "maki balls filled with crunchy salmon dipped in a special batter then fried to CRISP"... sounds promising. so we ordered. then for the main course: SUKIYAKI. it looked scrumptious in the picture so the waiter penned it down. ok. when we first got the appetizers, it did look promising. then i popped one in my mouth. i swear. if he weren't there i would've puked then and there. it was horrendous. then came the sukiyaki. it was served in a cast iron pot with a wooden cover. we are hoping for the best. lo and behold: TA-DA! @%$#&*#^@$$!!! expletives were running in my head. but then again i kept smiling for him. i cracked a joke: 'it's more of the yucky than suki' he laughed. damn. good thing i was seating. his laughter turned my knees into jelly. despite the "SOAKING YUCKY" for dinner we managed to have a good time. then the split type air-con started to drip like it wasn't anyone's business, it was as if someone was peeing in front of us and i started to rant. damn. that place is such a disaster!!! we asked for the bill which arrived after eons...i was so not in the mood. he saw my face and kissed me on the lips: "baby, nothing's perfect..." i just smiled. away we went. good thing there was starbucks and i was in such dire need for coffee. caffeine, oh caffeine drown this negative mood!!! so we had coffee, snuggled on the couch amidst the bar reviewers and two guys who kept checking us out. then an entire battalion of cantonese speaking folk together with their wild children ruined the serenity of the place. they simply popped our mood bubble and i was about to erupt when he said: "oh look at the moon..." then we went down and crossed the wide road...
THE BAY
he was so protective of me. i was so kilig. i felt like a highschool girl. hahaha
he held my hand as we crossed the boulevard and the guards were looking at us. we looked odd to them. HIM: skin head, 3 o'clock shadow, gym buff, at least 5'8". ME: semi-skinhead, sports a full facial hair (balbas sarado in short), stocky-bearish built, 5'7". so they were mystified with the level of intimacy that we share. to me? care nila. am happy. to hell with them. so just imagine, we walked the baywalk from end to end together with the milieu of people in almost all walks of life. i was just so surprised that i was really enjoying this. thank God i chose sensible shoes that night. when spontaneity hits me, damn, i'd be up for anything. we we're tad tired when we reached ccp but then and there he kissed me. hugged me tight...i was up in the clouds. hope this feeling never ends...we had our little night cap, then came the hardest part... the good byes.
then it hit me. there won't be fond hellos without sad goodbyes...so for now, let me collect all of those fond hellos. let me be in my own patch of heaven. let me be happy again...
the date could have been a disaster but never if you have the right man with you.
you can even have a soaking yucky for dinner but manage to laugh it off
and there will always be the sea. continuously watching. continuously witnessing love unfold by its bay...
