Yes. You heard that right. I just had my birthday yesterday and it was not what I expected it to be. I'm smiling, but deep down I'm sad and I can feel it. I think that there's something that I lack, and it bothers me that I don't know what that 'something' is!
I actually celebrated my birthday with friends. We had a drinking session outside of our apartment. It was nice, but I wouldn't describe it as 'fun'. It was just right. To make matters worse, I received a call from a crush in my work place, and he told me that he actually went to my room (take note: they also had a drinking session at the apartment) just to greet me a happy birthday. I think he was drunk at that time. SHET. At that time I realized that it was actually my opening. That I had a chance with this guy. He was probably wanting a bj from me. That would have made my day. But too bad it didn't happen.
I'm going to resign soon, and before I go I'd really want to know if he's straight or not. It would be the greatest gift that I would be receiving. Knowing that I was in fact, correct. And that he, out of all this time, is a closet too..
Bottomline, I just want to go home. I just want to relax, and be reunited with Davao again.
Lovelots,
davaokiddo
