I can't remember when was the last time i had a good time inside a gay-oriented party scene. I've been to them a dozen times but i haven't been there for probably over half a year now. Especially when the news about aids broke out i swore i won't go there ever again. But as they say, never say never.
Last night, April 11, 2010 (or midnight so technically it's already april 12 then), I was at Palawan 2 bar in cubao with my Stellar Salonmates marvus (kahera) maui (taga shampoo) markee (taga blow dry) and gena (taga pedicure). We had so much fun over at the gay drags performing. They fell in love with Ate Reg and Tsoknut. Tsoknut was still the same super nice guy he had always been. He once came to the rescue when i was harassed inside a bar CR in Cubao. He was still as down-to-earth as ever. We all had a great time, laughing and dancing the night away. I never realized how much i missed parteying. I thought i already grew out of it. Then, it just happened again. Like a first timer again, the floor, the lights, and the beat just drowned me. It was ecstatic!
Our 'Salon' inside the office was formed several weeks ago. Though we have known each other for the longest time, it wasn't until these past few months that our schedules have matched in the evening shift and we got to sit next to each other everytime. It was composed by me, Marvus, Maui, Markee, Vhiar, Cheska, Gena and also other people who at times sit with us like Abee, Mau, Olei, Hapi, Maymay etc.. Most (if not all) of us are gays. So you could just imagine what chaos it is when we are all together. We have flame throwers, magic tricks, song and dance numbers and comedy stints in the floor, as if you are in a real entertainment club. No "stress sa work", just all fun "sharing." We have the best moments of the day when we're all together in the Salon.
Going back, the Salon people decided to come out and have a good time on a sunday night because our group is slowly being disbanded. Fate can sometimes get really nasty. You see we are the coolest and noisiest clique in the production floor probably in the not-so-long history of the company. It came to a point that the only reason i come to work is because of them. Not for the job, not for the compensation, but for their mere company. That's how much we mean to each other.Maybe, (which i, myself is not convinced) we got a little too much. One day our boss came up to us. He wanted us to sit apart from our dear Ate Cheska (which is really weird) for the reason that we are noisy. duh?! well anyway we have to comply with the damn rules so there it is. Other than that, Maui, is going to Singapore for a month. She will be back by june but by then, Marvus and I will be resigning from the company. I will also be transferred to another bay within the account so I won't have the same schedule as they all have and i will have to sit apart from them even if i got to catch them during my shift. Things were gradually falling apart. We are being taken one at a time. What could this mean?
I've been in the call center industry for a few years now and been to several call centers and been with different sets of friends. Believe it or not, not all of them kept in touch after i left. Most of them were gone like the wind, never heard from them. That's what i'm afraid of. The Salon will never be the same if one of it's components is lost, moreover, when we don't get to see each other almost everyday like we used to. But as they say, nothing in this life is constant but change. So no matter how hard it is for all of us, we have no choice but to move on and keep moving forward.
But on the bright side, I'm happy that we all got the chance to know each other. Though i might loose grip on some ropes, there will be ends i will hold on tighter. It was a gift that we had each other. And you don't just throw away gifts specially the really good ones. So i will just enjoy their company while i can and make the most out of it. Things may change. I can say i had a one fabulous make-over. And i will be no less beautiful when I face the world, as i step out of the Salon.
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