Juvenile Ranting (reminding me that i am young at heart:)
Tonite, I'm guessing B thought I was a bit of a bitch. yes, I can be that way - usually at the wrong time. (well when is being a bitch ever the right time?). I didn't mean to be but I couldn't fake happiness, even though I really was extremely proud of his performance with Pintados (when they have a link, I'll let you know, but
I have mentioned them before) at Liga Filipina's Barrio Fiesta tonite. I only saw half the show, but I think they were the highlight. It was so moving, and so good! I took a roll of pictures. I hope they come out alright - i promise to post if they come out ok.
So anyways, I was giving him 'tude coz for the first part of the show before they performed, he was sitting with the rest of the group. I was sitting a few table away with M. And that was fine, until the guys in front of me kept covering my view, and I couldn't see the show, and that got me thinking. I can get paranoid too. I started thinking, omigod, if i came by myself, without M, would I be sitting all by myself? would B be ignoring me, the whole night?
yea, i know, silly right? anyways, it got worse, coz he came over while i was having these thoughts, and he thought i was mad at him. and THEN, the show was already running late. they were on right before intermission. intermission was at 10pm!!! I'm still sick, so i didn't want to stay out to late. i assumed we would leave after their performance but he wanted to stay and could not tell me what time he'd be home, but said he wanted to come over. Bah, i'm losing interest in this silly rant. But its long, why not wasted more space. I won't be offended if you skip this entry. :)
(updated 9:48 am)
So what ended up happening was, I left the show right after intermission, B stayed. We left on not so great terms. (note: I have to say that I didn't yell or anything. I'm very passive-aggressive in that way. If I'm pissed at you, at the least I won't totally embarrass you in public. You'll just know I'm pissed, without a single word or breath from me.) I ended up going with M to her friend's birthday party at this cool place in Chinatown. Weird thing was, I never have fun with her friends, but last night I actually had fun with them. We ended getting home at 12:30am, a relatively early hour for a Saturday night - at least for me. I ended up chatting online with G about the pinoy blogger we all love to hate (you know who i mean:) til about 2:30am, then tried to get some sleep. Didn't work. I woke up at 3:30am and like a loser, stared out the window til about 4am and then when I heard B come in, I went to my bed and pretended to sleep. To make a long story a wee bit shorter, ok na kami. I'm sorry I wasn't more supportive, ga....
