Bed Bar and Mr. Fu

Went out last night. Bed Bar at Malate and guess what? I had fun.

Surprised? Don't worry that makes two of us.

It's been so long since I went to BED. I remember those times, so many years back when I go to Malate every weekend, back when I was younger. We used to gather at Starbucks Robinsons Manila around 6pm and then have dinner then stay and dance until the Magtataho arrives for breakfast, hmmm... around 7 in the morning! Ain't that fun?

To compare: I arrived at Malate this morning around 12:30 and left around 3 am. Met up with Kolai and his friends. It was fun, purely dancing, chatting and just having a fantastic time. Radha (Burn, baby, burn...) sang and even the discreet guys began dancing and lip syncing to the tune of "If You Could Read My Mind." God, I remember when this was still hot on the charts being played at Giraffe. Yes, I began clubbing very early. 15 years old to be exact, probably why I don't do it often anymore. I outgrew it.

Anyway, aside from a fantastic dancing night and (cute) people watching, I got to meet one of my most-loved person, Mr. Fu. If you remember, I wrote a blog wanting to meet him here. And last night, perhaps because of the booze, when I saw him at BED I finally had the guts to approach him and say 'Hi', introduced myself and said I was a fan. And only a few moments ago, when I checked my Friendster, I saw a message from him.





So, I still went home date-less, number-less, s*x-less, single, but happy.

I'm still without love, but that doesn't mean I won't find it eventually. I just need someone na mambubulabog ng aking universssseeeee. MEHHH GANON?!?

Love letters and idealisms by Noel Abelardo