Chatter: 5'10, moreno, pinoy-looking muscle toned straight-acting guy for tripper masculine tops. Looking for a place to hang-out and sleep 2nyt. Manila/Quezon City Area Only.
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Less than a month after my first break-up with a guy, I resorted again to hook-ups with anyone available. I was too damn bored and lonely sometimes that after having a drinking bout with my ex housemates in Quezon City, I would secretly leave the house after both of them have gone up to sleep.
Past midnight, I would take a jeep without any clear direction... only to land somewhere in Morayta since 24-hour internet cafes can be found in the area. I would stroll for an hour, exchanging glances with callboys that infested the area.
I would stroll around proving to myself that no matter what dangers lurk, the darkness was my only companion.
After I got tired of walking around, I would settle in a nice and cozy internet cafe. There I would log on to IRC, and go to my favorite channel... #S.
To search for overnight hook ups... and search for a place to stay since I felt that I've been abandoned during those days. No matter how many worlds I have - my own room at home and in the apartment, nobody among them can give me peace.
For two hours or more... I would chat and wait.
Yet for some reasons, I never got a single hook-up everytime I did that habit for a span of three months - even the call boys never dared to get close to me, probably since they mistook me as one of them - only relatively less marketable or because I kept on walking around instead of the usual stop, ask for the time, introduce yourself style of hook-up.
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Responder: Pare san ka ngayon? may place ako dito sa Tayuman. 5'9 fair-chinito 145 lbs. str8 acting. May I view ur pic bro?
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When I was forced to leave home last night after my sister told me that he would use again my computer for her project, I cannot help but remember that time when I was forced to leave the safety of my houses out of loneliness and boredom.
It was fine with me actually. At least I could get to see the Freedom Concert at UP Sunken Garden last night and party at BED afterwards for free sponsored by G4M. It was a win-win situation and most of all, I wouldn't have any bit of a hassle asking permission to go out from my mother.
But when my sister exceeded her time watching the same concert which I would be seeing, things began to get sour. Added to that, Phanks also asked me if he could use my computer that same night since he needed to finish his project as well.
In short, things started to get out of hand. I felt like I was suddenly in the middle of a crossfire. Those unplanned events made things a bit more unpleasant, considering that I felt so alone last night.
So alone, that I don't know how to cope up with those feelings anymore.
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Chatter: Nice pics bro! Okay lang ba mag-stay sa inyo? Pasensya na nag-away kasi kami ng utol ko eh. Gusto ko lang maglabas ng sama ng loob at magpalamig sa ibang bahay.
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Soon after the problem came up, I already had a plan in mind - for phanks.
As for my sister, the mere fact that she would be having some problems going home since her time extension would let her miss the last LRT train in Katipunan means that she would have to take a long and dangerous trek going home from Cubao or mom would have to pick her up all the way to Diliman.
Such thoughts made me extremely furious. Her misadventure was way out of hand considering that she's a female and in this society, females are much more targets of dangerous elements. I cannot understand why she can't realize that.
Many things are running in my mind, but the solution to phanks' problem made me at least sane enough to run my own show.
I just stayed for less than an hour in Diliman... Long enough to find a gripo to wash away the mud on my shoes after I accidentally stepped on a mud pit while approaching Sunken Garden. I msut leave Quezon City and arrive in Valenzuela before Phanks arrives there first. He needs the extra money I had to lend him in order to rent a computer and do his project. So far, that was the best solution I had in mind.
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Responder: Trip kita tol, gusto mo inuman muna tayo pagdating mo dito? Handa ako ng food kung gusto mo... basta alagaan kita 2nyt hehe.
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While waiting for Phanks to arrive. Mom texted me. She asked me what time would I go home. The tone of her message was a little bit stressful. I know, she had to find a solution to my sister's own misadventures.
The problem with us is that we're so used to protecting her than now that she had grown old and wanted to figure things out for herself, we still cannot let go.
Unlike with me, I was so used in the streets ever since I was a kid, that it doesn't matter where I am at any time of the night - or day. Besides, I never tell my whereabouts, I just make my presence felt everytime they wanted some updates.
Still, the frustration remained when I responded to my mom through a phone call. I told her that it wasn't really my habit to go out on a Thursday night and that I was only giving up my room for the sake of my sister to freely occupy it - without any complaints from me.
The mere fact she extended her time watching the concert felt like she betrayed my sacrifice. That I was assuming when she arrives home, probably she's drunk or tired, that all she ever wanted is to get some sleep.
Mom was patiently listening. She cannot do anything to resolve my situation.
Good thing, Phanks finally arrived. I immediately lent him the money he needs then I immediately took the first transpo going back to Manila.
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Chatter: Sige ba san place mo? San mo ako sunduin pare. Naka blue polo pala ako at black pants. Naka red cap rin pala ako at black na back-pack. Salamat talaga ha. Yaan mo, libre kita McDo kung magkikita pa tayo nextime.
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While in the bus, mom texted to inform me that my sister has safetly arrived home.
At least, I finally got the relief I needed after the roller coaster ride I had for the last two hours. Soon, my mood became better, and the night - which I shunned last night became friendlier and more accomodating than most weekday nights I am out of the house.
When I arrived at Monumento, I finally had my decision.
In my three years of patronizing BED, last night was the only time I was ever invited - personally. To ignore it means denying the acknowledgement - or whatver thing they have given me.
Since the night was young, and the following day would be my off.
Restoring the balance means it's time to party.
Though tired and weary, I went to G4M beach party last night.
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Responder: Alam mo yung ____________ sa may ___________, dun kita sunduin. Naka car naman ako kaya okay lang na mag-intay ka dun. Safe na, marami pang tao.
Responder: Heto nga pala number ko: _________ miss kol mo na lang ako pare. Sibat ka na jan para marami tayong magawa tonight. Hehe.
Chatter: Sige tol. Log out na ako. See u in 15 minutes. Cab na ako papunta dun.
Responder: Sige bye.
Chatter miss called the guy he chatted with. Three miss calls later, the voice messages still says "the number you dialed is not yet in service..."
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