It's Been a Year, BUCKS

FLASHBACK.

Before November 4, 2009.

I remembered the time where I had this cute textmate. YUP! He's Ronron. We made friends easily, though it is beyond the networking communication. Nevertheless, you can call it friendship. LOL! He says a lot of stories about his life. And I am the his avid fan. Listener. Until one time, he came to tell something about this "pardy" thingy that he has.

Pardy. It's his bestfriend. Name? Adams Angelo Sardez. He's 18 of age, and he lives in Marikina. Ron told me how they actually would share memories together. Bonding times. They were, for bestfriends, great. :)

So then I started to release its weird spores of curiosity. To be honest, I became interested with this Marikina guy and actually searched his friendster account. YEAH! HE'S CUTE. :)) That's all! But then, I know with such boring person like me. Nothing will happen between us.

Desperation drive me to actually search for other textmates and probably, a lover for some groups in friendster. Bang! I got a number. I just got it, texted it. Without looking to the profile of the person who posted his number on that group. Anyway, I already had what I wanted. I got a number.

I asked him. "ASL PLEASE?" And to my surprise, that unknown guy replied. "Adams Angelo Sardez, 18, Marikina, with 3G CP. Ikaw?"

It started there

We built up a kind of friendship, again, over the telecommunication sites. (Oh, thanks to them, by the way!) Out of nowhere, we became bestfriends. Though we actually haven't met. Then I thought we'll be more than friends. Unfortunately, it doesn't end up there.

We've been textmates for about three weeks. Until we decided to meet on November 4.

November 4, 2009

After the enrolment in UP, I immediately went to our meeting place. Pedro Gil. That was about an hour to travel. I decided to take LRT then. I am wearing a violet shirt then with my blue jacket. And I really look disgusting.

7 PM. I arrived. That was actually an hour late. He asked me, "Asan ka na?" I told him that I am already here. Because we are meeting for the first time in our entire lives, as usual. Color of shirt, tall or short - those were the signs a person would ask to identify his eyeball. :o He actually got mad at me since I ain't replying.

We met around 7:30 PM. He's cute and he has his friends together with him. I don't know exactly who are they, but I know one of them is Camille Estabillo. Yeah, I remembered that.

I thought we'll be having date. Unfortunately, he pulled me to this house where I saw four people who looked people who doesn't have any plans for their lives. They were around a table of a pitcher of iced tea and wine (beer, gin, whatever!! :D) that actually gave proof before on the very first impression I had with them. There was this girl who looked like a sex addict, a very huge guy that I thought would spank me,a guy who looked like Indian or Persian and another girl who complements the same character with the first girl, just a little lighter. Yeah, including I and the cute guy. PERIOD!