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Friday, October 29, 2004


Was with Raymart again last night. We hung out at a gas station in Ortigas Center. We were there at 130am and we left at 630am. He had coke, I had coffee. We smoked. And did a whole lot of talking.

The more time I spend with him, the more conversations we have, no matter how completely philosophical or utterly mundane and the more I get to know him, the more in-like I get. This is bad. So bad. Charo actually wants to start counting how many times I've said the word "happy" and "i like him!". I've only known the guy for 11 days and I've been out with him for a mere total of 5 times. But I'm gushing like a high-school girl who just got asked out to the prom by her crush.

And may I stress this very important point, I AM SO NOT ON A REBOUND.

Friends have been telling me to hold back, to say "I'm sorry, I'm not free" the next time he asks me out. But it's never been my style to hold back because I'm so petrified of what I would end up missing out on if I do. And it's not really my fault if I really am free whenever he asks me out or when we make plans, right? And he is such a fun person to be with. So NO, I will not hold back, I will go with the flow. Even when K thinks its not a "flow". She says that it's a raging river or a dam. And I should be the beaver who puts some logs in the dam. Hahaha!

Last night, I mean, this morning, was spent talking about our past detail. He's had 7. 4 of them were long-term, 1 lasted for 3 weeks (a very funny story that I refuse to blog about) and the other 2, he says, happened a long time ago, during his younger years with girls he just played around with. At least he admitted to being a player..before. Guys normally don't come clean like that.

He found out that I loved writing. Told him that I'm not really that good but its been my way of releasing a lot of pent-up emotions since I was a kid. And I made the very big mistake of telling him that I've been keeping an online journal for the past 2 years. That got him sooo interested. And of course, I didn't tell him where he could find it. Of course, he said he was going to look for it and that he will not rest until he finds it. I highly doubt he'll ever find this. I don't know who I was trying to convince: him or myself. He asked for a clue. I said, the online journal's name has the name of my favorite flower in it. And that No, it's not a rose. He says I don't look like the type who would like roses. Good.

"Do you know that you're my first blind date?", he said.

"Really?", I inquire.

"Yup. I'm happy you turned out to be who you turned out to be because otherwise, I would have ended the night after dinner. I never would have asked you out for drinks after. When I got home that night, I realized that I've never met anyone who can talk about food as much I can. It was really refreshing to meet you."

"Hahahaha, that's nice!", I say.

We talked about our grandparents. I told him about how much my Lola spoiled me and found out that his Lola on the other hand, never spared him the rod. I was telling him about my Lolo's magic tricks when he mentioned that his dad also knew magic tricks and that he can perform some of them.

And he did 2 magic tricks using my 25-cent coin. Fooled me. Ang galing. Promise.

"Wow! Promil child! Gifted! Doctor na, chef na, magician pa!", I tell him.

At around 6am, a girl and a guy who obviously worked for a call center occupied the table beside us. Girl was wearing a black skirt and get this: black, knee-high, high-heeled boots. I stared at it for 2 seconds, then started at R. And we burst out laughing. I asked him, "Are we laughing about the same thing?". He whispers, "boots?" and then we laugh even harder.

We had to leave at 630 coz his car plate ended at 9 and it was a Friday. He had to be out of the road by 7am.

I'm still not expecting. Still not hoping. But I'm happy and smiling. And that's what's important naman, tiba?

Flow, flow, flow...

about moi

Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for dinner.

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