when i get back to manila tomorrow ill go home to an empty house. housemate 1 left for the US. housemate 2 left for singapore. and they wont be back until after the elections.
great. now i can bring home anyone i want. i can watch all the movies i want. then ill drink and pee on their beds. then ill fuck in their beds. i wont wash the dishes. ill run around naked. ill be on fullblast with the pumpkins. ill invite “friends” to sleep with me.. yey. the good bachelor life.
but of course im kidding. it’s not great. it’s sad actually. ive been doing all those things with my housemates around.
“and as the minutes turned into hours, and hours into days, and days into weeks.. i finally understood the meaning of being lonely..” -ninoy aquino
now that im on my own (for the next six weeks at least), i can’t do anything stupid. ive got no one to run to if i fuck up. im seeing things clearly now. i think this is divine intervention, this hiatus from my friends. coz i realized im 27, will be 28 in a couple of months. and ive got no plans. the recent heartache is an excuse. but it’s been three weeks so i should be heading somewhere by now.
hmm maybe i should see it the other way. bottoms up. yup. good idea. i should start anew. on a clean slate. ah. i feel better now.
happy easter everyone.
