To Come out is to come in

Weeks ago, I had an invitation to play badminton with friends whom i just met in a night out. They asked me

if i play badminton and i said "yes". Then, my escapades started. In my first night of playing with my

badminton buddies, its already as ecstatic as coming out. After playing, Fritz, the one who drove the car said

that we will passed by his friends eatery to have some beer and flirt with the locals. after 2 bottles,

someone donated another 2 bottles and after 2 bottles, I donated 2 bottles, and many more bottles followed.

We were not yet drunk when everyone started to dance the "budots-budots" dance (a dance distinct in

davao, mostly by the juveniles). after learning some steps, someone turned of the lights off, our only source

of light is the light from the lamp post outside. While its dark, the guy wearing a jacket and a short pants

stood up and danced while slowly stripping his clothes. i was in the midst of shock and excitement. I cant

help my self by cheer as well as the others. He stripped everything until the only covering he has is a

motorcycle helmet. I was so happy! hahaha, definitely happy.

I realized that the first step to come out is self acceptance...