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Okay
so where was I? Oh yeah, I’m done
recounting the memories on the first time I’ve met Usher a.k.a. Mr.
Don’t-Talk-Just-Kiss. Let’s go back to
the present year then…

 

March
2006…it was my second beach getaway for the year. I went back to this island not far from

Manila

but I was with a
different group this time. There were
just four of us…3 girls and a guy(?)…anyway, we got to the island really early
than expected which just suited us perfectly because we were able to do almost
everything that we wanted…we went snorkeling, we sunbathe and had a massage
under the scorching sun. It was just
perfect especially for an overnight vacay…

 After
all these activities, we finally decided to rest for a few hours before we go
out again and enjoy the night life that this island could offer.

Seven PM

– we were having a fare
of inihaw na liempo and some beers to get us warmed up for more drinking. After another round of San Mig light, we
decided to order ourselves a pitcher of the famous native brew, which is a mix of
rhum, soda, orange juice, and grenadine with bits of apples…it wasn’t really
like Bora’s Blue Illusion but it’s okay. In fact, it must have been really okay because we got a bit tipsy. Halfway through our second pitcher of this
sling, I told me friends the story of Mr. Don’t-Talk-Just-Kiss. One of my friends got a bit too gutsy and
curious and decided to look for this guy so that she could set me up with him
(according to her). So we dared her…and sad to say she was successful!  So next thing I know was that Mr. Don’t-Talk-Just-Kiss
was asking for my name…(it really didn’t happen that fast okay. I just wanted to get this done and over with
because I am so excited to reveal this guy’s identity in my next chapter!
Hahaha!)

 Anyway,
back to the story…So there he was standing in front of me when he said, “Hey,
you’re sexy…”. Of course I couldn’t
believe what I’ve just heard!  I mean it’s not everyday that I get hit on by a guy with that oh-so-original pick-up line! so I said “Thanks” in my sweet but sexy way (I’m
telling you it’s not a very good combination when your tipsy…yuck!)…and then he
goes, “Tamang tama lang ang pagka-chubby mo”. What the hell was that?!!! First, he told me that I’m sexy…then the next thing
he told me was that I’m freaking chubby!!?!! (hello!  i think he had stupid for lunch that day!)  So I told him that he was being such an arse for saying that but he
immediately tried to appease me by saying that what he meant was I am
voluptuous. Okay forgiven, slightly
though. 

Anyway, so he asked for my name
and then next thing I know was my friend has already invited him to join us in our
table. He did join us though I wasn’t really expecting
that he would…surprisingly we had a nice conversation so I thought maybe I was
wrong when I called him Mr. Don’t-talk-just-kiss. It seemed like he made some sense at some point of our conversation that night…well it’s either that or I was
just tipsy and bordering on being drunk that my hearing and logic were malfunctioning…oh well…to cut the story a bit shorter, our meeting was capped by him
asking for my number.  I gave it to him
but I didn’t bother getting his number because he was just  (supposed to be) a dare…a
summer thing…or fling (hehehe)…yes guys we also have that kinda game…

 Next
day, Sunday: I was surprised to see a
message from him asking where I was. Told him that I’m already getting ready to leave the island in an hour. We dropped by his shop to bid him goodbye and
then he said he’d see us all in  Manila. I was like “yeah sure” because I wasn’t expecting
for him to do exert effort to see me once we get back to Manila.
So we finally boarded the boat and left the
island with a lot of “fun” memories with us to take back to the city. Before we even docked on the other side of
the sea, I already got a message from him telling me to take care on my way
home…okay he was just being nice I thought so I said thanks. I didn’t give that much thought on it because
I know guys like him would stop texting the following day. I finally got home…I got another
message from him that simply said "goodnight"…I just thought that the day wasn’t over yet so it’s too soon to assume that he does
like me.

 The
next day, I got a text from him again.  Fine, he just asked how my day was…so what’s the biggie?? Then it started…the constant texting until he asked me out. So I went out with him together with my friends and I must admit we did
have a good time. Then the dating began. We went out for a couple more times. He even met some of my college buddies.    Ladies and gentleman , the "getting-to-know-each-other" stage  has officially begun (that was my thought…).

 I wasn’t really sure what our status was so gathered up all the courage I could to ask him if he’s courting
me.  He simply suggested for us to take it slow and see if we click.  If we do then that would be great…if we don’t than it wasn’t meant. 

The deal was perfectly fine with me because I
wasn’t in a hurry to be in a relationship anyways.  But I made it clear to him
that given that kind of situation, it would simply mean that we can still see
other people. He said he’s okay with it though he told me that he wasn’t seeing anybody but me. Okay fine whatever. Everything was going well so far. We don’t see each other everyday but he makes
it a point to see me once a week.  We started to bond. Then one time during one of our dates, he saw
my U2 iPod and told me how nicely the songs were organized. Being the nice girl that I really am (hehehe)
I volunteered fixing/organizing his iPod. So we swapped iPods that night. I
gave him my precious U2 iPod and he gave me his 2^nd hand iPod…sorry but I
really have to mention that his was bought second hand because it’s important
for the next story I am about to tell you…

 Going
back…we were supposed to return each other’s iPods a week after but it was
raining cats and dogs and everything else during the day we were supposed to
meet.  So in other words, he brought my iPod back to the island. I remember it clearly it was a
Thursday when he went back to the island. I didn’t get a single text from him since that day until I texted him
good night the day after (Friday). He simply
texted me that there’s something I need to know but he just couldn’t tell me during that time because he’s tired and out of load (geez!). Anyway,  I texted him the following day and asked him
what he’s got to tell me. He just told
me again that he’s just gonna call me later that day because he’s at the police
station because of something that happened to him the night before…hmmm I smell
something fishy here, I thought.

 Okay,
I gotta cut the story short again. Turned out that he lost my freaking iPod!!!!!!! My precious U2
iPod!!!!! Aaaaaaarrrrgggghh!! I’m starting to feel my anger going up my
head again!

 Anyway,
okay so he lost my iPod Friday night. He
didn’t even bother calling me right away. What an a-hole! He said it was
stolen in his store while he was doing someone’s tattoo. Believable or not? I’d rather believe him because I wouldn’t
want to bear false witness against someone…so I gave him the benefit of the
doubt. He said sorry…but when asked what
his next plan is…he simply told me “well I guess yung iPod mo white na”…what
the fu#%8! was that??!!?? That wasn’t the kind of answer I was
expecting from him…the nerve of him to assume that it was totally okay for me
to have his ugly second hand white iPod!!!!!

 So
what do you think? Am I being mean for
bashing him here on my blog site? Don’t
worry, I’m sure he’s not gonna learn about this because #1: he doesn’t read blog sites because it would be a total waste of time rather than staring at his 6-pack abs on the mirror, #2: maybe he doesn’t read at all, #3: if he does read, I’m not so sure if he’s smart enough to realize that this story is actually about
him. 

Yeah I know I sound mean but my story doesn’t end here.

 There
are still a lot of things that make this person the cheapest guy I’ve ever
met! Must I go on?…til the next
chapter then…

 

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