For the first time in forever (charot!), M and I went out - clubbing.
I always normally opt to stay home because I'm usually tired from classes on weekends.
Last weekend was an exemption, my kids (students) went to a fun run and I got to go home earlier. M suggested we should go out - we did.
And boy oh boy was it a wake up call.
Ang feelingero ko kasi.
Feeling ko ako lang yung hinhabol ni M.
But when we were at the club, a series of things/people happened:
1) A transwoman kept on passing by our table and kept on trying to make eye contact with M (5 seconds or more - my timer ako)
2) A twink keeps on elbowing M and saying sorry so just he could start a conversation with M
3) A much mature guy sent a bottle of beer over to M (I mean come on - couldn't he/they see I was, ehem, there? With M?)
4) I saw M's ex - who was gorgeous (insert a gallon of insecurity here)
Needless to say (but I'm saying it anyway), my man has loads of options if he wanted to.
Yet M's been around - choosing ME even when he had many reasons not to.
I'm a lucky bastard.
Finally, I'm noting though that M glanced at the Ex once or twice. Pero saka na kami magtutuos tungkol dito.
Yun lang madam. Yung hair ko, excuse me, dadaan.