girl boy bakla tomboy

i came home last night @ 2am. ivan met me downstairs, looking just a little bit weirder than usual (hehe) telling me he has a guest (currently in the bathroom). then he followed me upstairs. tiptoe-ing, whispering,

he said: he's ilonggo like you.
me: oh. you mean it's not D? (that's who im rooting for)
ivan: nope. you might know him. he's name is N_ _ _ _ _.
me: what?!? i know that guy!!! what's his batch? school? family name is _______? i think i know him!
ivan: he's got a mole here (pointing to spot on face). he's a little worried if you do know him coz he's not OUT yet. his family doesn't know.
me: i know him! he's my batchmate in gradeschool! barkada ko pa yata yan!

what i didn't say out loud was "Ivan, he was even 'linked' to me! He supposedly liked me. but i didn't like him
then and i suppose there's no point if i like him now?"

i have yet to confirm everything (i can't be wrong! N is such a name that there's not too many of it out there!)but already im so so amused. Hihihihi. what the stars cook up for us mortals :-D