Rendezvous
27 November 05 : 11.50 PM
i met b. on Monday after his work ended. We had dinner, browsed books at borders, window-shopped at the duty-free mall and settled at pacific plaza to read the book I just bought. He met one of his friends' mom, whose yoga classes just ended and the conversation she was trying to make was unbearable. b. now has a nickname for me that I shouldn't mention, but the name stems from that middle-aged women have this thing about wanting and liking to shower me with praises and small-talk.
It was Tuesday night, when I saw on screen, in the theatre, a pair of star-crossed lovers, and how they ended up finally being together and I felt tears well in my eyes. It was the kind of overwhelming feeling you get, only when you try to picture yourself in that situation. But right there, I let myself imagine how beautiful it would be, if I had someone like that, if i had someone crazy over me that way, that I could love too. And, I allowed tears to nebule my vision.
I hated how Wednesday ended. After spending the entire day with b., at about 10pm, he drove me to meet John, Angus at Chijmes, and with them, some people I've never met. When I met John, he gave me a tight hug and brought me to meet these guys. After we left Chjimes, one of them started talking to me, more than you usually would with a stranger, to a point that it seemed almost clingy. I haven't felt this way for a long time, this discomfort, and I thought I outgrew the feeling of being uncomfortable around strangers. The guy kept talking to me, and even though I felt rude for looking at my mobile phone, I still did, because then, he'd at least, leave me alone for a while. We were walking to Angus' car, when I told him, in an abrupt manner, that I had to go, and walked the other direction. He came after me, and asked if I wanted them to wait for me and I said no.
Then Thursday came, and I met Kerry for dinner. I asked Drey along, we met at HollandV, spent the evening there, talking and laughing. I hear about a teacher Kerry used to have who wore trenchcoats and boots to teach. Drey talked about the vegetation in Ian's eye. I took the last bus home, and walked in, in the dark, where I usually wouldn't have wanted to.
Friday never comes too late, in a place that drowns on Thursdays. Went over to Jon's place at about 9pm. It was his birthday, and to think I never celebrated it with him before. It felt so familiar, walking towards his house, even though it's been 3 years since I last did that. And I would have never been walking alone this way. It was like I would enter his place like I did before, say hi to his mom, who would be sitting in the living room, and walk up the stairs to his room, and maybe my picture might still be there and the potpourri I gave him still emits its roseapplefrankincense scent. But the house was not familiar, and it was Julius I called before I entered the house. I drank a pathetic amount of alcohol, but was heated and heady for at least two hours. b. picked me up after, he took me on (too short) a drive and we talked, before he drove me home. It was all good.
There a moment, about an hour or two after Saturday ended, Kai and I were walking at the Esplanade and he told me how he knew for the longest time what he wanted to do with his life and I admire him so much for that. Before, I met Kim for a while and I told her I miss Marilyn, but at the same time, annoyed at her, I don't know how I can manage that. I quarreled with Wilson, and I cried, but could never manage to say things that I knew would hurt him. When I tried to talk to Alicia and Kai about it, I couldn't because tears would have choked me. At about 4 in the morning, he came into my room with Ying, and we talked.
Sunday, bloody Sunday, Kendon said, as we talked about Irish band, U2. He was catching the plane back to Scotland to surprise his girlfriend. She waited for me for 2 months, there's no reason why I can't do the same, he said. As the sun set, and we finished our drinks, Wilson said to him, let's get you to the airport. He replied, can't wait to get home. I wonder if his girlfriend knows how lucky she is, that at this very moment, someone is returning to her, and is only a plane ride away.
And another week has passed.