benontheblock

The Good, The Bad and the Weird

Many things happened since the last couple of weeks, good, bad and strange. But I'm glad that everything happened.

Since "his" friend arrived from Australia earlier last week and stays over at "his" or our place that makes me staying home almost a week now, the feeling of comfort sleeping in my own bed had gone and replaced with that weird feeling of when I turn around and don't find "him" there. Guess that "he" feel like that too.

Anyway, last weekend "he", "his" friends and I were out clubbing at the usual and infamous silom soi 2 but this time we tried something differently by going into the Expresso, the club that full of local gay boys, mostly in their twenties. Very lively crowds and nice catchy music. It was my hang out a couple of years back when I was still at Chula.

The Good

After slight emotional interruption before entering the club we made our way into the packed Friday evening nightclub and danced the night away. Farang is quite a rare thing in there, so "he" had quite a good time while "he"'s there.

After the club was closed at 1.30 am, most of the crowds headed to the club on the opposite side that was packed already since half past midnight. I was tired, "he" was tired already, suddenly Lisa the crazy english woman showed up with the black russian handy and it was like 45 minutes after she said that she wouldn't be here. The last time she was here, we was totally drunk and took like 5 taxi drivers until that one that's ok to drive he home. We chatted outside the club for another 20 minutes then we bailed.

Since the fact that is Chris, "his" friend has to no place to stay, we decided that we would go to my place and spent one night there and we'd be back to our place the next morning.

The Bad

After slight emotional interruption before entering the club we made our way into the packed Friday evening nightclub and danced the night away. Farang is quite a rare thing in there, so "he" had quite a good time while "he"'s there.

Then came this small little boy, with tiny little smiles and twinkle little eyes. With that on my sight, with the acknowledge that "he"'s playing with that boy too, I managed to manouvre my head to the other side so I wouldn't see anything that I don't want to see.

And I didn't see anything, but guess that "he" who's half-drunk already, probably realised that I wasn't happy about what I didn't see, came back to me dancing like nothing was happened. I thought nothing was happened.

Next afternoon, with an unknown reason, "he" told me about that boy saying that "he" felt familiar with that boy. ANd while I had turned my head away last night, the boy came up to him and asked "him":

CAN I KISS YOU NOW?

And they kissed. Sigh. The first minute I heard "him" saying that my heart sank. But then again, I just got a grip of myself and realised that how tiny little thing he just told me. I should appreacitae that fact rather than the fact that they kissed. Only thing I had to do is just to let it goes.

The Weird

Just a couple of days before last weekend, the serenity of thw whole week was interrupted by the strange course of annonymous phone call. An "Expose" as the caller said he wanted to inform "him" about my hidden secret, in which I can't find any angle in my life where I don't want him to know about. He didn't buy that because the caller didn't identify himself. Thank you "him" for that. :)