A tale of a martyr

Today started out as normal as it get be. I know to well that it's the birthday of RC's date. A celebration is at hand but I didn't think about it.

Just thinking of what's ahead of me at work will take my mind off it. I was able to chat with him around lunch time to ask if he did enjoy the event last night. It was a nice talk... i avoided mentioning the other topic.

The afternoon meeting that I had was nice. Really went well but ended late so I had to do some OT. Got to chat with him again but this time he told me about his birthday. They will meet up at around 8pm, have dinner and he told me that we may then go to Malate and maybe party for a bit. Maybe this is a good consolation, hey at least I'm a bit happy for that.

I had dinner plans that night so I told him to just text if we will be going or not. Even more surprise was when I received a call from him. It was a nice conversation... sweet but it was mostly about him. I don't think I could take this anymore. I told him to take care.

I enjoyed the company of my friends but I can't stop thinking about him. I was really looking forward to see him.

I was dead tired when I got home but if he is going to meet up with me in Malate, it will be enough to give me a boost. Texted him if he will be going and got a reply....

He and his date will be sleeping together for the night....

The eve of his birthday

I was actually referring to the eve of his partner's birthday. Tomorrow will be his birthday, September 3. I'm sure they will be together, celebrating the occassion...

He actually made up with his partner yesterday. Just got the news today. I want to feel happy for you but I couldn't. I'm happy as long as you're happy. I should be. I cant..

I suppose the few moments that I was happy last Sunday (Monday morning) will be something that I can cherish forever. I really thought that it was over between you two and I may finally come in and start things a new. Maybe it was not meant to be but I am not giving up.

I like you a lot RC... trying to work while bearing a heavy heart is hard. Trying to hold back tears at work is quite difficult. I shouldn't be affected by this at all. Why do I have to fall for you?

The perfect weekend

I promise not to tell this to anybody so I will be putting it all here at my blog just to let it all out.....

Last Sunday was the best day of my life.

Let's just start at the evening when the usual badminton schedule started. As expected, he was there. Even more surprised that he hugged me even if I was still quite wet with sweat. Even better, I finally was able to beat him at badminton. It wa perfect.

We we're all planning to go to a bar afterwards as it will be a long weekend. It was exciting as all of us will be together in one place. He then received a text message that will affect that night. It seems that he and his current partner. He started to tell me that it was not going to well.

Maybe it was faith but the others did not want to go out so it was just the two of us to go. We got a cab and while inside he let it all out. He is really angry at the guy now and wanted to punch him. He was clearly frustrated.

I started to console him as he went on to say that his past partners were all the wrong decisions. I wanted him to forget about these things and at least enjoy the night. We went to his favorite bar in Malate where we met his friends.

The night went on as usual. Both of us had fun as we drank some liquor. I got to talk to his friends. He drank too much that night though. He was really funny yet weird at the same time. He talked nonsense but he stayed cute. I wasn't expecting that he will be vomiting afterwards. Feeling worried, I cose to stay there with him no matter what. It was my first time to see him that way.

I wouldn't forget these lines.. He said "Stay here with me until I'm not drunk anymore". I told him that I will never leave him no matter what. I then decided to absent myself for that day. This will allow me not to focus on my shift and just stay there with him until he's OK. He was really heavy but it's a good thing his friends where there to help me while we guided him to the sink.

Around 6 in the morning, we had breakfast but he was still quite drunk.We took our bags afterwards and I got him a cab home. I shouldve have stayed with him since I found out that he fell asleep aftwards in the cab. Maybe next time. However, hearing him say to me "Text me when you get home" was priceless. I finally gave him a kiss on the cheek as a goodbye.

I texted him once I got home. I finally get to tell him that I like him in the middle. It was well hidden so I'm not sure if he got it but still...

He texted me that he was happy that I was now friends with his friends. I do hope that it can be more than friends...