One great party... i partly remember

Along with the cool breeze the month of November brings are series of parties. Well,come to think about it there will always be parties regardless of which month of the year. But last night was a celebration of Ian’s birthday with his BF buddies. It would have been fun… if I could only remember most of what happened.

I was there early to have dinner with Ian at his house. At that point I was already tired from the damn traffic that started in Magallanes. I couldn’t even get to the skyway exit fast enough cause of those people who took over the lane. Damn bastards! You’d think they’re smart enough to buy a car but they’re idiots when it comes to the driving on the road.

I got there at about past 8 in the evening. My legs were tired. Ian welcomed me with a big hug and I swear I could have slept standing up in his arms. I was hella hungry too. After lying down a bit I started acting like a brat again. (Always a contest between me and Ian where I always win of course…) “Put on Justice league!” I said, “while we eat dinner!”. He was amused of course. The way I think about it, it’s better than those damn Gundams! (Hope you read previous entry) Ate Vic, Ian’s fabulous maid cooked us Gyoza and chicken hotdogs. As Ian would sell it to me, “You think it’s just a hotdog… but it’s actually chicken!” Right. So we ate our meal while watching DVD.

I got to rest after eating when “Ding dong… Ian?”, his friends arrived. They were ready to drink and party. One by one they slowly arrived until the chairs outside were filled with them. Then comes the botika. One of his friends came bearing gifts for all the hungry children at the party. After san mig strong ice after another… and another… I realized I was just watching them talk, laughing… and making drama. Drama? Oh yeah, one couple just broke up and was both at the same party. Walkouts, exchange of words and silent treatments. Ian kept on asking people “bad vibes?”

At that time I was tired of even watching them. So I slipped away to Ian’s room and slept. Oh happy bed… so soft and accommodating. There was silence too. After a few seconds I was already sound asleep. All of a sudden some bastard tries to wake me up! “B? Your friends are here…” Oh, its just Ian. My reply was just grunting and “Ian, kaw na bahala sa kanila...” At that point I hardly remembered anything. I remembered bits and pieces…

-Ian asking me if I was ok and if his friends could hang out in his room as well I think
-Ian hugging me
-Rachel hugging me… (I think I was wierded out, kontra amats)
-Argem biting on a towel
-Ian telling me Argem bit his tongue hard and it was bleeding (which is why he was biting on a towel)
-Ian making mushy hits
-Rachel making mushy hits
-Massaged Rachel’s back
-Massaged Argem’s head
-One guy fighting with his ex
-One girl walking out
-Some other girl sound asleep on the bed
-Ian telling me “blah blah blah… mamamanhikan… blah blah blah…”
-People leaving the room
-Ian telling me they left already and that may araw na…

Mamamanhikan? Wait a minute! I asked Ian about it this morning. He looked at me and laughed. He admitted he mentioned that to me last night. After 5 years if and only if we were still together, he’d do that. Long pause from my end. “Don’t get praning…” he said. “Huh?”

What I liked about the whole party was the after-party. When I woke up, I was hugging Ian. Didn’t know that a simple thing like waking up with someone important beside you is securing. Hugged him tight in his sleep.

It was already lunchtime and I was hungry… as always. I finally had to leave. It was definitely one great party I would partly remember.

-Live like there's no tomorrow... Love like it's your last.