TGI Malate Friday!

Well, it has been four days since my last post and, in my world, that has been one hell of a blog holiday. Needless to say, I have been busy. I met several groups of friends one after the other - all trying to squeeze some quality time with yours trulili before I fly back to the States five days from today. But, last Friday, I partied like crazy.

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I had a grand time in Bed with fellow bloggers. There, I finally met Ian who celebrated his birthday along with the a-ultimate gay celebrity, the McVie. Needless to say, I had fun partying with them and a few more bloggers in the club. I met the ever so pa-virgin Carrie (and friends) who flew all the way from the land of lah to party with us. Then, there was London Boy who was there together with the future of pokpok kind (aka tomorrow) - his identity will be revealed soon. Naks. I also (finally!) met one of my dear readers from the school of "like" who was there dancing his heart out in the club. Kita mo nga naman! And of course, it was so wonderful to see my dear friend, Galen, whom I have not seen for the longest time. Who knew that we would already have someone in common? Sino pa, sino pa?!? Haha.

But, the highlight of that night was when I tried something new - O Bar. There, I jiggled and mingled with the cool kids - Kane, E and their "very nice to look at, lovely to hold" friends. It was during this short span of time when I got to try something different - Tanduay Ice. It is indeed lurve. I had so much fun that night that I did not realize that I was, in Kane's words, already "nagwawala". Mahal ko na si Kane. Haha

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I also remember the future pokpok of the Republic telling me, after he realized that everyone else in our group had already hooked up with at least one soul - except for yours trulili, that: "ikaw na lang inaantay namin..." . Talk about peer pressure! Haha. Pero kasi naman, it has never been my style to hook up in the clubs - drink and dance lang talaga ko, promise. But, if only to show my protege how easy it is for yours trulili (aka yesterday) to actually hook up if I wanted to, I did a quick demo.

There, sitting in one corner of the club, was my target. I had been eyeing him since earlier that night when I first saw him dancing with his friends on the ledge. He was slim, bespectacled and he wore a tight-fitting striped white long sleeved shirt. He was my a-ultimate twinkie for the night. He looked young - and I was right, he had just stepped out of the university - some nice guy from the province of sili finally made his way to city. We got talking. Within a few minutes, we had exchanged numbers with the hope of meeting up before I leave. Tapos ang usapan. Simple lang naman kung gugustuhin. Booked.

As I was having breakfast the following morning, I received a call from my twinkie confirming a schedule. May mga naaksidente nga kanina sa haba ng buhok ko, I swear.

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The weekend that was would forever remain as one of the more fun weekends I have spent in Malate. After saying my goodbyes to good friends that night, I hailed a cab and directed the cabbie to my hotel. As the cab passed by the now people-filled streets of early morning Malate, I whispered a silent promise to come back with a vengeance. Humanda kayo next year, magpa-practice muna ako. Haha.