To my three dear faithful readers,
I'll be gone for several days so I thought I'd make this entry a bit longer than usual...
I went to the birthday party of a close friend's housemate last Monday night. As per the request of the birthday boy, we shall refer to him as Mercedes.
I really don't know why I was invited. I've only met Mercedes once and that was a brief encounter, to say the least.
To be honest, I didn't want to go. You know how I feel about strangers in a crowded and hot room. But then, I thought to myself, "Do you really want to spend your Monday night off just watching tv and reading more of your goddamn books?"
So, at 1045pm, I was off to the party. Their house was close enough for me to just ride a tricycle.
As I climbed the stairs, I could hear several people in the hall, talking and laughing.
There were about three gay guys standing in the dark, smoking, and looking at me.
Paano ko nalaman na bading sila? I didn't. I just assumed. Sabi kasi ni close friend Sporty, lahat daw ng inimbitahan ni Mercedes, bading and/or babae.
I waved and said "Hello!" to the gay guys in the dark. They just stared some more and didn't say a word. Imbiyerna. Eh di wag.
I could hear someone from inside the room saying loudly, "Asan na ba si Buquir!?"
I opened the door fully and smiled at the people in the sala. Mercedes was standing close to the door, holding some paper plates.
"Happy Birthday, Mercedes," I said and we did the beso-beso thing.
"Hey hey! Buti naman nakapunta ka!" said Mercedes, handing me some paper plates, "You have to eat na ha! Kuha lang ng kuha!"
There were several dishes on the table which dominated the living room. There was carbonara, fried calamares, afritada, graham cake, a birthday cake, and for some reason, minced hash browns...
Sporty was there with his boyfriend, Posh. Posh ran up to me and hugged me, "Namiss kita, Bookie! Kain ka na!"
Sporty said, "Kuha ka ng carbonara oh..."
There were about four or five more people in the room who were all looking at me, smiling.
Eh may problema pa naman ako sa pagkain sa harap ng mga strangers. Mahiyain talaga ako.
"Sige, later na lang ako kakain, sabay na lang kami ni Ginger," I said, shyly.
"Hay naku! Mamaya pa yun darating," says Sporty, "Mauna ka na kumain."
Sporty then introduced me to the people in the sala. I proceeded to forget all their names and faces five seconds after I was introduced.
I spooned some graham cake onto my plate and plonked myself on a chair next to an electric fan. Posh sat down next to me. He is so malambing and cute. Sporty and Posh are one of the most goodlooking couples I know.
"Tagal natin di nagkita, Bookie..." Posh said, leaning his head on my shoulder.
"Honga, na-miss kita," I replied, spooning cake into my mouth.
Mercedes was at the head of the table, recounting some hilarious story about him getting drunk and connecting it with the Cranberries' song, "Linger". Ang cute din ni Mercedes. He works in an advertising firm and is a commercial model himself.
"Buquir, tikman mo iyung afritada. Gawa siya ng dyowa ko, si Ralph," he pointed to yet another cute guy sitting close to him.
"Sino yung mga guys sa labas?" I whispered to Posh.
"Ah, ex ni Mercedes," Posh answered.
"He invited his ex???" I replied incredulously.
"Yeah, ok naman sila eh," Posh said, "although, medyo haggard kasi nagdala ng current dyowa ang ex."
"Ah talaga?" I said, "How rude."
At around 1130pm, Ginger arrived. Some of the guests already left and Mercedes announced that it was time to start getting drunk.
During this time, some other guests arrived, along with a supposedly straight guy who looked like a model. He was so tall and lean. May itsura naman siya, in fairness. Medyo suplado nga lang. Sampalin ko siya, eh. Hmpf.
Anyway, we were passing around tequila shots and I was starting to feel woozy. People kept coming in and out of the apartment. There was some laughter and screams from outside.
Sporty, Ginger, and Posh were talking with this guy, who was introduced to me but I couldn't remember his name, but I kept referring to him as Mr. Red Lips, on account of his, ummm... you know, red lips.
Apparently, Ginger was into the guy, but his attention was being monopolized by Sporty and Posh.
"Do you even fancy him?" I asked Ginger.
"Fetish ko kasi yung mapupulang labi," he answered.
I looked at guy, "May pagka-Planet of the Apes ang facial structure niya, don't you think?"
He ignored my comment, the dickhead.
At this point, Mercedes, his goth-bestfriend Zoey, and I were getting cozy with the Grand Matador. At first taste, it tasted like shit. After a few shots, it seemed like heaven in my mouth.
"So, kasama ka pala nina Ginger at Sporty nung gumimik sila sa Malate?" I asked Mercedes.
"Oo, we had so much fun that night," he replied.
"So nakilala mo pala si Player?" I asked. Player is this guy from work. Mukha siyang player, obviously. Sabi niya hindi raw, pero....
Mercedes laughed and said, "Yes, I met him. He was very... ummm... interesting."
I was about to ask him what he meant when I felt the need to throw up.
I ran out and into the streets. I never could throw up in someone else's bathroom. Nakakahiya eh.
When I went back, there were fewer people in the room. I can barely remember what happened around this time. I was so fuckin' drunk, really.
The model-looking guy and his friends had already left.
Mercedes' boyfriend was inside his room for some reason. I think nagkaroon sila ni Mercedes ng issue.
It was later on that Mercedes said that he and Ralph just broke up.
"When???" we asked.
"Nung pumasok ako sa kuwarto kanina," he replied nonchalantly.
"You were in there for about a minute lang!" I said.
"A lot can happen in a minute," he answered, smiling (although when morning came, ok na sila uli. haaaay.)
"Mabalik tayo kay Player. Meron bang nangyari nung Malate night ninyo?" I asked.
"Secret lang to ha. Pero he had his hands down my pants," Mercedes said, blushing.
I laughed, but then Ginger said, "Uuuy si Buquir! Nagseselos!"
"Tanga! Di ko gusto si Player no?" I answered.
"Sabi mo eh," said Sporty.
I forced myself not to say anything anymore; magmumukha lang akong defensive pag pinatulan ko pa.
"So, do you like Player?" I asked Mercedes.
"I kinda do," he said, "Akala ko nga pupunta siya ngayon eh."
I was really surprised at this news about Player. Player and I aren't that close, but we are good friends. And he told me that he's serious about this guy who's in Cebu. And I would always remind him to be faithful and not to flirt around.
He always said that he wasn't that kind of guy.
"At alam mo ba? Kaya ako lalong naconfuse, kasi binigyan niya ng rose si Ginger!" Mercedes announced.
"And sinabi niya sa akin na nagseselos siya sa closeness namin ni Ginger," Sporty said.
Hmmm. How interesting. So, type ba talaga ni Player si Ginger? Or is this just some game to him? Or, maybe he was just really drunk?
"Buqui, ok ka lang ba?" Ginger asked me, smiling.
"Punyeta! Sabi nang hindi ko gusto si Player eh!" I shouted.