Love Found (Part 1 - The Meeting)

I’ve been wanting to blog about this for quite some time already, but the thing is, I’m afraid I’ll just jinx the good things that are happening to me right now. Since I’m a gossip monger, I’ll explode unless all of you know about this - So I’ll just go on ahead and blog about it.

I was supposed to meet up with DOC SIO for a date, but he said he couldn’t make it because he wasn’t feeling well. I asked him if it were alright if I’d just invite another person for a date. He said yes, so I looked at the last “non-friend/family” who texted me and I got the winner of “Lets go on a date with Driedfish whether you like it or not” contest.

I texted RAYMOND and asked him if he were busy. He said no, and that we can meet up in Jax (a comedy bar in Olongapo). There was a show there by a group called Gwadings (Gwapong Bading or Good-looking Gays). I wanted to watch the show since I HEARD they were really good-looking. Raymond, on the other hand, had tickets for the show that were given to him by a friend so it was a serendipitous match. Who is Raymond?

Most gay people use their Penis as the barometer whether they ought to message a person or not in PlanetRomeo (former G4M - the gay friendster). When they look at a person’s profile pic and get an erection, it was a sure sign that they were soulmates. Well, as you may now know - I’m not like most people. I usually look at the pic, IF I like what I see, I proceed to reading everything on his profile. Afterwards, I pray to the patron saint of Filipino gays, San Rio, for the person to message me. If that person didn’t message me after my novena, it was a sign from San Rio that we’re not compatible.

Raymond’s pic caught my attention because he was half-naked on top of his bed with a pillow on his face. I first thought it was kinky and I wanted to see more; but his page didn’t have any other pic for me to ogle at, so I began to read his profile. To cut the crap short, I loved his profile because of his flawless English grammar (unlike mine), dry wit, and a no-nonesense portrayal of himself. I then mused - “This guy should message me”.

I prayed for 4 straight hours and nothing happened. My facebook buddies were all asleep and I was already getting a bit dreary with Mafia Wars and Restaurant City so I thought I might as well message this guy! A thought bubble came up saying “Don’t worry if he rejects you. You should have gotten used to that by now.”

I messaged him “I love your profile, the last part reminds me of Savage Garden’s Affirmation though.” He messaged me back with “You caught me there hehehe So how are you doing?” and we started messaging in PR from then on, and started texting some time after that.

Back to Jax. I spent the first 2 hours with my friends PIPES and DAGE (plus his good-looking, but straight, workmate). We were starting to get bored when I saw my long-time crush enter the door.

I’ve been seeing this guy around Olongapo’s gimmick scene for the past couple of years but we never got introduced because I don’t know any of his friends. My long-time crush sat by the bar with two of his buddies.

There I was waiting for my blind date to arrive and I was already cheating on him by imagining my crush, walking 6 tables away just to ask for a lighter (and ultimately, my phone number). How pathetic can I get .... right?

My phone alerted me that I had a message. It read “I’m here by the bar already. I’m a bit shy so I can’t go near you and your friends. Can we meet by the comfort room?”

I surveyed the bar.

Aside from my crush and his friends, the others seated by the bar were Senior Gay Citizens and some of the performers who were on their break with their respective clout. I saw my crush stand-up and leave. Wishing he stayed because he’s the only one worth looking at by the bar, I tried to busy myself with drinking my pineapple juice (yes, I still had a butt-boil by this time so I still couldn’t drink any alcoholic beverage).

I was trying to figure out who my date was from the psychedelic collection of gays and girls in the bar when I got a text that read “I’m here in the CR already. Are you coming?”

So that’s why I couldn’t find him ... he already left the bar! I realized I still had hope of my date NOT being either a Senior Gay Citizen or a Comedy Bar Act.

I then stood up, told my friends I’ll just meet up with my blind date and headed for the John.

When I got to the drape that covered the CR’s entrance, two straight guys were right outside who obviously had too much to drink. I went inside to save myself from discomfort.

When I got in, I saw my crush taking a pee. I turned back and went outside again because he might think I was stalking him. I honestly believe that it is better to get bashed by straight people you don’t know rather than get beaten-up by your long-time crush.

I was about to text my blind date to ask where he was when the John’s drape opened.

My long-time crush walked to me ..

... he smiled ...

... I trembled a bit ...

... he asked ...

...“So how are you doing?”

... and I heard the audience’s applause as the Gwadings were taking their curtsy after singing Beyonce’s Single Ladies ...

(... to be continued really soon, as in after a day)