If the security guards for Kamagong aren't changed every now and then, he or she would have noticed how my love life has grounded to a halt these past five months. If the PhD's I work with are an indication that people who aren't close to me do tend to gossip, then I suppose the guards might have talked with the other staff too. I only hope they excluded sharing what they have seen with our dorm manager. Heaven knows she doesn't need any more reasons to... be suspicious about me. Especially with the call I got last year from someone in Quezon Hall.
It was a good thing that I am out with my homosexuality, otherwise I would have been hard-pressed to hide my activities with the security guards. They were the ones who knocked on my door and fetched me whenever I had a guy visitor. They were the ones who had my guys sign the guest logbook. They were the ones who got to see me sitting beside them in the common area, watching TV together or browsing the internet with my laptop. Well, all these are rather "safe" activities and I believe, if I were the type to deny such things, that I can hide them behind the cloak of friendship. If only they haven't seen:
(1) Guys come visiting in the wee hours of the night
(2) Guys crying on me
(3) Post-breakup returning of an assortment of borrowed/bought/they-remind-me-of-you things
(4) A rose left for me on the guard's table
(5) Money left for me by a guy
(6) Us holding hands on the couch
(7) Somebody nursing me when I got sick
(8) Guys sleeping on the common area, waiting for me to wake up
(9) Me in a panic, running after a guy
(10) A guy telling the security guard how I was making him cry
(11) Me coming in disheveled at past midnight, looking like I was raped (which was only half-true, hahaha)
(12) A guy fetching me, escorting me to the infirmary with me barely managing to walk because I was in terrible pain
(13) A guy in a murderous mood, waiting for me in the common room
At least I believe they haven't seen:
(1) Us stealing kisses near the sink area; and
(2) A guy forcefully throwing his phone and bag at me in the common area (although the guard might have heard us shouting at each other)
One particular guard (I forgot his name) even got to interact with three of my ex-boyfriends. I don't know how witnessing all that sat with him. Especially since all of those happened in a span of only three years.
And now, absolutely nothing of that nature has happened lately and I find myself somewhat missing all that excitement. I feel like Bella in that part of the New Moon movie when seasons changed and she just sat there in her room, looking emo.
Funny that lately I've been getting quite enough unwanted attention in my workplace and I feel that I have too much going on in my life and yet I still miss all these relationship-related thingies.
My life must be getting boring.
Is it time, do you think?
It was a good thing that I am out with my homosexuality, otherwise I would have been hard-pressed to hide my activities with the security guards. They were the ones who knocked on my door and fetched me whenever I had a guy visitor. They were the ones who had my guys sign the guest logbook. They were the ones who got to see me sitting beside them in the common area, watching TV together or browsing the internet with my laptop. Well, all these are rather "safe" activities and I believe, if I were the type to deny such things, that I can hide them behind the cloak of friendship. If only they haven't seen:
(1) Guys come visiting in the wee hours of the night
(2) Guys crying on me
(3) Post-breakup returning of an assortment of borrowed/bought/they-remind-me-of-you things
(4) A rose left for me on the guard's table
(5) Money left for me by a guy
(6) Us holding hands on the couch
(7) Somebody nursing me when I got sick
(8) Guys sleeping on the common area, waiting for me to wake up
(9) Me in a panic, running after a guy
(10) A guy telling the security guard how I was making him cry
(11) Me coming in disheveled at past midnight, looking like I was raped (which was only half-true, hahaha)
(12) A guy fetching me, escorting me to the infirmary with me barely managing to walk because I was in terrible pain
(13) A guy in a murderous mood, waiting for me in the common room
At least I believe they haven't seen:
(1) Us stealing kisses near the sink area; and
(2) A guy forcefully throwing his phone and bag at me in the common area (although the guard might have heard us shouting at each other)
One particular guard (I forgot his name) even got to interact with three of my ex-boyfriends. I don't know how witnessing all that sat with him. Especially since all of those happened in a span of only three years.
And now, absolutely nothing of that nature has happened lately and I find myself somewhat missing all that excitement. I feel like Bella in that part of the New Moon movie when seasons changed and she just sat there in her room, looking emo.
Funny that lately I've been getting quite enough unwanted attention in my workplace and I feel that I have too much going on in my life and yet I still miss all these relationship-related thingies.
My life must be getting boring.
Is it time, do you think?
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