August 24th, 2008
two years overdue
Last night was pretty much a night of pleasant surprises.
It all started out when I found out my vocalist friend has a gig very near our house. I decided to tell my sister and cousin about it. My sister tried to talk my father into permitting us to go, and, as if by some miracle, he agreed.
On the concert venue, I was having second thoughts if I should go in or not. I was reluctant to pay for the ticket (which was obviously overpriced). Anyhow, a van soon arrived and I got a chance to see him, my vocalist friend. The next thing I know, I was already handing out money to the girl in charge of the tickets. In another minute, I was already inside.
It was bad enough that the bands who were playing were amateurs. What made it worse was the fact that we were standing in the middle of the venue, surrounded by about a hundred of JJs. And to add to that, the JJs kept bugging us, maybe because they noticed we were not 'one of them'.
We waited for about 2hours, watching the JJs strut their trademark moves. I was desperate, not to mention worried sick, because I still haven't had a glimpse of my vocalist friend. When it was finally their turn on the stage, the JJs started to come alive again and we were shooed to the sides. I wasn't even sure if my vocalist friend saw us even though our position was very strategic and very conspicuous, not to mention we were wearing white tops. He kept glancing our way but that didn't make me believe he actually saw us. (Mental note: wear contact lens whenever there's an event. Damn it!)
Ingenuity (or sheer desperation) struck me, I went to the bathroom to wait for them to pass by. I had my cousin set as the look out. The bouncers were annoying her but she just insisted that she was just waiting for someone. 3 songs later, he passed by. It was like Bora once again, this time, only better.
The bouncers were shocked when they saw him and I chatting. "Magkakilala sila?", asked one of the bouncers, the one who kept bugging my cousin. I was like, 'Hell, yeah!'.
I asked if we could take pics, had some chat, then he went upstairs to meet with his bandmates. When he went down, he was greeted by a lot of fans, some of them JJs. After the photo op, I thought he was about to leave already since they still had another gig to rush to. He, however, stayed by my side for a while, had another chitchat, took another photo, and then he took off.
Not exactly as I expected, but our meeting presented a lot of options for me. To be faithful or to be happy? Tough choice...

