Thursday, 23.12.04

The Enemy resurfaced out of the blue while I was on vacation with friends in Baguio City. He started saying he met someone from Parañaque who compared me to a typical French. I was curious who it was who recognized my high taste for the arts (naks!) but it appeared we’re not talking about the same person. What ensued? He asked for a kiss. WITH MY FRIENDS AROUND. I was firm with my refusal but my perverse inclination for stubble was the initial priority. After I felt it brush against my shoulder, I finally inched away.

The following day we were on the zoo. Then I remembered that our mutual friend lives there. I ringed her up and arranged for a meet up. He showed up instead of her. He said he’s joining me on my ride home.