passenger's seat

there is something about boys, uhmmm...guys, hmmm..ok, men that fascinates me. am talking here about real men, straight, goodlooking. those men with views in life that transcend more than sexual preferences. those men who could sit down with you and talk, discuss things, and ask.

ok, mine wasn't that kind of sit-down, it was more of the passenger's seat moment. he greeted me, inaantay mo daw ako? andito na ako! with his arms stretched to the open. i've been liking him, that's no secret to anyone, even to him. this guy could stir conversations. no dead-airs, that am proud of. we talked about catching buses on late-nights. he told me about his girlfriend's graduation and how it was lengthy and gotten-sort-of boring. how hard it was raining in manila that's why he arrived late at the party. how inappropriately dressed he is in a semi-formal just to drive his sister's friends to the bus station. he said that i should have gone to his birthday party as it lasted til the next day. he recalled how it rained hard and how slowly he was driving and that other cars got stranded.

he had to hit the gas station. we were still talking about things of just nothing in particular. he asked, why others had to leave early as the real party was just starting.

then we drove to fetch his boys. what? dyahe! if i only knew, i shouldn't have joined him. he alighted and whistled. he talked with a friend at the gate as i was left in the passenger's seat just looking at them. he motioned to me at times, he must have said that he was with someone. and how he told me to him, that i am not having an idea. and he went back to the car. pinasunod ko na lang sila. that was a relief. at least, i didn't have to do what i have been practicing on how i would be reacting when he'd introduce me to them.

on the way back to their house, he told me that he's got only three really close friends that he would just love to hang out with. that his friend's mom would kid that they could be gays. he also told me that he doesn't like girls when it comes to drinking sessions as they are a responsibility as you would need to bring them home and attend to their being-a-girl. we discussed about the night life in their area and how cheap beers are. with a 100-bucks, you'd get drunk already. he told me that it isn't easy driving around their place as streets may get confusing even when you already live there. he told me that the provincial trains passes in the street we were crossing. he asked me if my parents don't get angry when i stay late. i told him they are in mindanao, and i told them my whereabouts. he said that his girl is from zambaonga. i asked him where would she be working. is she going back to the province now that she's graduated?no, he said. she'll be working here as working with provincial rates doesn't get you anywhere. we talked about his future plans. he wants to put up a building to be leased for an easy money. i also told him how i was having thoughts of venturing into a small business.

then we arrived. and i became that shy me again. he offered me some beer and jokingly "flirted." uhmm, yeah, i believe so. and all i can do was smile.

oh! that ever shy-me, i hate it.

and i am deciding that he could be a really really great friend, if only i don't like him. and of course, when given a chance. it's not like i see him everyday.

btw, he is a smooth driver. and for some reasons, it feels safe to be sitting in the passenger's seat with him on the wheels.