Night Out

I was invited to go to Yammie’s birthday celebration last night. I just got home this 12nn!) Nestee and Ringo invited me to go. Nestee and I met up at Robinson’s Galleria last night around 8pm. We rode a bus to Fairview and met up with Ringo at Jollibee.

We got to Yammie’s house, and Alex, one of their friends, was already there. Weird. Yes. The motif was “fuchsia & blue”! Yammie, is a guy by the way… I just ate a serving of veggies, one glass of wine and half a glass of San Mig Light. Mon, another one of their friends, arrived. Yammie gave him his yearbook, and we started to scan the pages. We all laughed our as* off from all those funny-looking grad pics that looked like “mug shots”! Hahaha!

At 10:30, we all headed to Yammie’s living room. The guys started to play cards, but I didn’t join in ‘coz I was very sleepy. My shift right now is at 2am ‘til 12nn, and I got home at 2pm yesterday, so I haven’t had any sleep yet. While they we busy playing cards, I snatched a few good minutes to snooze. They put in “American Wedding” and “Kill Bill” on the DVD player. We finished both movies.

By 4:30am, everyone started to fall sleep on the floor. But Nestee and I were still up. We were at the sofa, and we were laughin’ about this and that. Then we started to talk about some serious sh*t about life, with the “blah-blah-blahs” and the “boo-hoo-hoos”. We never slept. Crap.

To most people, he may seem crazy, but to me, he is a dude that makes serious sense. He’s one of the sensible people I know. Tough having no one to talk sh*t with. Thanks Man! (Dude, if you are reading this, stop blushing! Hahaha!)

We all went home at 9am, but I asked Nestee to come with me and buy an umbrella at Robinson’s Galleria. Geez… we got there at 9:40am, still closed. So we just had Gloria Jean’s Mint Chocolate Chiller’s first. I ended up getting “no umbrella”, instead, I got a face powder worth P625! Crap.

Anyway, my teammates and I from Matrix will have our GA (outing!) next weekend. Looking forward to that!

A day with a friend

Yesterday during my meeting, the last person that I thought I was in love with, sent me an SMS saying that he was at the parking lot of my building and if I was done with work. I told him I am on a meeting and I don’t know what time it will end. He said he’d wait. He didn’t. Then he called asking if I can meet him at The Podium. Well, since it’s my off today, I said okay. At 3pm we met up in front of the Lacoste boutique at The Podium. He just loves that brand.

He’s already had lunch, but he was nice enough to offer me to eat at Delifrance. I had a crab sandwich and a glass of four seasons. We started talking about my work, how I was doing on that new program and if I was okay. I did most of the talking at first, and then I just had to throw in questions for him, too. He said he was trying to keep busy because after he resigned almost 2 months ago, he hasn’t found a new one yet. He says he has been busy with the family business and going to bars, malls, being with friends and his girlfriend. Yes, he has one.

After eating, we headed to Starbucks and he had coffee and lit up a cigarette. Then he starts to ‘fess up.

He said, “Dre, I don’t know why I am feeling like this. I am doing everything that I can to give her everything. I even wait for her everyday so that I could pick her up from work. Her work is from 8am to 5pm, but she gets off at 7:30pm or 9pm or at 12mn! Why can’t she do what I’ve done for her when I was working at the call center? I still have plenty of time for her. Even if I am busy, I was never busy for her…”

His eyes were sort of welling up. I feel for him. I know how he feels. Exactly how he feels. I know what it feels like to do everything for someone that you most care about and not getting the same deal in return.

I replied, “Dude, here is my assessment about you. You are the type of person that has a lot of responsibilities on your shoulder and you see her as your “pleasure”, the “energy” that gets you going… someone that would be the “one” to take care of you, to remove your stress…but you have to understand that she has those, too…and don’t you think that she sees you the way you do her?”

He was just silent, absorbing everything I was saying. His eyes were intense, as if a drop of pin on the space between us would shred air.

I continued, “When you love someone, you always want to be with that person and do everything possible to make things work. Listen, you have to ask yourself this, - Am I doing all this for her because I want to, or because I need to? – wanting and needing are 2 different things. If your answer is the first one, that means there is no reason for you to be whining. Loving someone means that you don’t expect anything back, but what you do is to appreciate how she reacts to the things that you do for her.”

He smiles. He says that he never realized that he was like that, somewhat a bit selfish.

I don’t blame him for feeling that way. He has been in a bad relationship before. Well, who hasn’t? Like me, he feels insecure with such things as sharing intimacy with someone. He is the type who always needs reassurance that he is appreciated.

On my way home, I sent him an SMS thanking him for his time and that he should always take care. He replied with a big thank you for “my time” and for enlightening him of what he really is.

Maybe this is why I don’t want to stop being busy because, like him, it makes me focus more on the things that are quite obvious. For him, it’s the lack of time that his girlfriend has for him; for me, it’s the lack of someone to spend all my free time with.

(Mind you, it wasn’t all lonely-people-talk, we also talked about other stuff, fun stuff about life. He even asked if we could meet up again today and go find other jobs. I declined.)