*At dahil depress-depressan ako ngayong araw, hinila ko si Aliah and Lawrence na magfoodtrip :)*
I woke up early in the morning as I was asleep the whole day. I came home from work at 2 in the afternoon (my shift started 11PM the night before). As a usual routine, I shake my PCs mouse and the screen flashes since I leave it on overnight. I checked for any updates here and open my facebook account. *BOOM* I had 20 notifications while I was busy snoring in my bed, one of them had to be a comment on my photo by Seth.
"Hilom Aliah, he's not my type... ok?!" (Shut up Aliah, he's not my type, ok?!)
*previous to that, Aliah was making comments saying "uie, ang sweet niyo naman, bagay talaga kayong dalawa"*
I froze for a moment in my seat not knowing how to react. I started feeling cold and my mouth wouldn't move. To cut it short, I was really caught off guard by the reaction he made. I didn't know what to say. It took me almost 2 minutes before I could move my fingers and type what I had to say.
"Dah, hilom lagi si Aliah... haha!! XD" (that should shut Aliah up... haha!! XD)
I had to pretend it was fine by me. I really had to. Sadly, my iTunes was cooperating with my mood. It started playing slow sad songs continuously. I really didn't know what to do. So I took my phone and texted Lawrence. Good thing he wasn't too busy. I invited him on a food trip, my treat that is. He already knew there was something wrong because he knows that most of the time, I only invite him on food trips when I'm down. So he called to check. I pretended I was fine and I just wanted to eat. Aliah, on the other hand, was a bit blind about what I read. She asked me something ("nabasa mo na yung pinost ni Seth?") and I was thinking we were on the same page, but we weren't. That's how she was able to read everything and she understood.
We started at Coco's and had a delightful meal:
Baby Back Ribs (Half: Php 299.00|Full: Php 395.00)
I was hesitant to share my side of the story. They were insisting I was hurt. Yes I was, but just a few hours after I read that fuckin' comment. After that, I know didn't have the best feeling in the world but I know I was able to say "I'm fine" despite getting crushed by that one statement. Aliah even told me how Jason (one of our friends) scolded Seth for posting such a thing. Lawrence also asked him the same thing and all he could say was "I don't know. I didn't know what I was thinking." he was troubled, maybe, knowing that he's not in good terms with his partner. But as Lawrence said "not because he's not feeling good doesn't mean he has a license to say something so rude." I stayed silent throughout the conversation while Aliah and Lawrence were busy talking about the same topic. I was thinking maybe he was able to say that because he didn't want his boyfriend to doubt. The partner was actually starting to ask him who I was. So I was thinking maybe he just wanted to avoid arguing with his partner. I didn't want to sound a bit too bitter about the whole thing. We stayed their for almost 3 hours because we couldn't finish the all the food we ordered. We talked about a lot of stuff but it was mostly about what happened. I knew they cared, they really did.
While Aliah was attending mass, Lawrence and I had coffee:
Coffee Cat at Torres St. just along DavCon
After 2 more hours of staying at Coffee Cat, we then decided to bowl at B3:
I went home feeling a bit lighter knowing I had friends like Lawrence, Aliah and Jason. I know back here in my room, everything's sadder, but I guess just by merely thinking about all the things they said, it's enough to get me through the day. I didn't shed a tear because I'm "not his type" or whatsoever. What made me teary-eyed was that I have friends who stood up for me at the time I know I couldn't.
Hopefully tomorrow, as what I said, I'll be changed man. I've decided not to speak to Seth for now just to see if he really is sorry. They told me he currently feels guilty for posting that comment. I say maybe not. Because if he felt guilty already, he should've deleted the comment by now. They said if I don't speak to him, maybe he'd feel more guilty. To be honest... I hope he does...
Much Love










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