Bar Hop

Gusto kong sabihin sa sarili ko na ok ako.  OK meaning hindi ako galit; hindi ako namomoblema kahit kanino... or at least hindi sa madaming tao.  Yung hindi ako malungkot.  Yung maging... OK.  Ganun.  Pero sa totoo, parang wala ako maramdaman na saya o lungkot ngayon.  Ang labo ‘no?  Dapat masaya ako dahil nagkausap ulit kaming tatlo kanina ni JC at T sa WeChat, just like old times.  That’s one good thing about today. 

I’d like to keep my friends.   The good people. 

Lumagpas na ang kalahati ng taon.  There were a lot of good memories.  But just a few weeks ago, I saw these as good memories turned bad.  But I’ve absorbed all the stuff that has happened and told myself to be mature about these mistakes and heart aches.  Tinanong nga ako ni Ken kung pupunta ako ng Boracay  kasama ang barkada sa November 1.  Sabi ko ayoko.  Too many bad memories.  Ang sagot naman niya, “then make new ones.”  Kabog ang sagot.  Parang nakuha sa Candy Magazine lang.  Candy Magazine talaga??

Siya na ang pangalawang tao na nagsabi sa akin niyan.  Hindi naman masama ang advice.  Kaya I guess it’s the best advice that a friend has given me.  No I’m not going to Boracay in November.  I already promised my friend from Canada that I’m going with him in January.  I’m now moving forward, trying to be more positive (as I have always been naman) and creating new memories with friends, old and new.  Kaya I always look forward to weekends. 

In a somewhat related story, last weekend was something.  Saturday night I met up with V, who’s visiting for the weekend from SG, and the rest of the South Boys at Rue Bourbon at The Fort.  First time to be there. Shet, puro lasingerong junjun at nene.  Naka dalawang gigantic mug ako ng Caramel beer.  Sarap.  Bongga.  Beer pare.  Nakaka-straight.  Chos.  Tapos lumipat kami sa Distillery and saw a friend from Path.  Mmmmm.  Sarap i-hug.    I was on my way to Opus to meet my other friends when one of them called to tell me that they’re moving to Obar because Opus was dead boring.  So U-turn naman ako sa Magallanes.  Sinusundan ko lang ang dikta ng Waze dahil mahina ako sa directions.  Sa Obar, ako ang nauna pero I saw some friends na nakakuha ng table so doon ako tumambay.  Magastos ako kapag lasing kaya napabili ako ng isang bote ng Jack.  Natuwa ang mga bakla, of course.  Tapos nakatanggap naman ako ng tawag from the South Boys na nasa Bed sila lumipat.  Na-excite ako.  Nakalimutan ko nga magpaalam sa mga kaibigan ko, eh.   So fly  ako to Greenfield District.  Sa totoo lang hindi ko matandaan kung paano ako naka pag-drive at nakapag park.  Anyway, nakarating naman ako.  Nasa second floor sila at naabutan kong nagpo-pole dancing.  Pole dancing??  Yes, pole dancing.  Lasing na ang mga becky.  Ang mga straight acting bumakla na.  Then I saw 2 more Path friends.  It was a fun weekend and proud of myself na nakayanan ko pa ring mag drive, although it’s something I shouldn’t be doing. 

This weekend, I plan to have a chill night lang with a few friends.  Wag na muna alcohol.  I’m still treating my gerd problem.  

The moral of the story is, kapag lasing, gumamit lang ng Waze app para maka-uwi.  LOL.

Cheers for the rest of the year.