Acclamations aux lesbiennes

It is like something out of the pages from my favorite book. The imaginary characters in flesh trying to out drink one another in a beer drinking match along leon guinto. Jane, the waitress is a common fixture in that place. Busy taking orders, pretending to like every soul from the nearby school of the gods.
The face which never smiles except when we try to bully her that she does not look good even with all her make ups on. The chef responsible for the good food. We love his sinigang na baboy and blazing chicken wings. We never get the chance to say hi to him because either he is busy or we are too drunk to do so .Dagny is planning to give him a thank you note one of these days. Let us not forget about the DJ who loves to play that house ear piercing music every now and then .We long for it but our eardrums hate it like hell. Categorically speaking this place is not just for queer girls but we declared it as such. Lesbos flying every where, drunk pinks trying to get to the restroom Blues enjoying the sight of beautiful girls trying to let it out because either they are lesbos in the closet or simply comfortable with the crowd. I am here not because I am one of them or not one of them. I am here because this is the place I used to hate and came to love. This is where I enjoy drinking my favorite beer. Believe me, coors here do not taste like the coors offered in QC. Which leads me to thinking that taste is relative hehehe. I am not a party person. I prefer staying home over attending organized parties with people I do not know. Meeting strangers do not excite me. I may look like a party hungry animal but I am not and proud to remain as such. So imagined when my friends heard me saying guys I am drinking and I will drink if and only if we will do it there. Funny how they asked me what is the matter with you? .I always have a ready answer for that. I fell in love with the masks .I fell in love with the falls .I fell in love with the place.
This where I observed people and where I practice my ability to take notes mentally. By looking at them I know from where they are. Who belong to what groups and why is that so. The dykes,butches and femmes. It fascinates me to finally be in a place where there are people like me who, compared to the hard core lesbos is so lame. Yeah you heard it right, we are uncomfortable attending exclusives. We feel alienated and so outside the box. We, who love what we are but do not want to offend the sensibilities of those who think being queer is an abomination. No doubts about it, asked us about our sexual preference and we will tell you without blinking our eyes that we are queer . There is nothing to be ashamed of. But we have manners and tact to respect the norms.
This is the place where we can express our sentiments. This is the place where people do not judge us. Where the crowd is wearing familiar smiles you will never know anywhere else. This is not intentionally made for us but eventually we declared it ours. I recommend this to homophobes who would like to get over their fear of us. We exist, like it or not. If you think we are kadiri , likewise. You can hate us all you like but am going to burst your bubbles by telling you we do not care about what you think. CIAO!!