PART I: Where Jennylyn Mercado Gets Insulted by YB
We didn’t mean to, of course, we were just laughing at how "jologs" we can be. After a sucky enrollment and finding out a sucky schedule, I treated YB, Trish and Ron for pizza at Gateway. Would you believe it was my first time to eat a Stuffed Crust Pizza? I got a free cake, plus sexy waiters singing and dancing behind me. Thanks Andy and Trish!
We were all just hanging out at the Coffee Bean when we saw HER. Pat dared Fatso to ask for Jennylyn’s autograph, in exchange for whatever she wanted to order. With the help of Andy, they did, laughing while Jennylyn scribbled away. Our table was not far, and the rest of us were laughing our arses off. ("…yuck, jologs and taena…" must’ve slipped once or twice).
Fatso and Andy got their well deserved blueberry cake.
PART II: Where I Never Thought I’d Say No To Shrimp
I ordered two platters too many. There were only five of us, (me, Tim, Rye, Gonz and Hanz) and well, let me put it this way; there were two tables, one for us, and one for the food. I already finished practically one platter of shrimp (there were four), and I knew the guys too, tried their best, but it felt like if we ate one more spoonful, our stomachs would explode and all the shrimpies would swim around our insides. Let’s just say we have enough leftovers to last us for a week. Seriously.
More fun, excitement, and total nerve wracking experience happened during my first hour and forty-four minutes of being nineteen. Tim and I got apprehended by the police… (sorry, the rest is too risky). One of the scariest moments of my life. What’s so tsktsk-worthy and relieving at the same time in our system is that EVERYTHING can be settled with good, intelligent (or sly?) talk. You get the picture.
PART III: Where Six Hours Later I Wake Up with a Loud Knock on My Door
"Surprise!" my big sister shouted gleefully with innocence of the looooong day I had.
"Mmff." I mumbled.
Had to cancel my lunch with YB that day, since they caught me totally off guard. At least it was quality time with family. I found out more about my real dad (then again I don’t care if I didn’t, but what the hey) and even better, I found out more about Ate Nadia and Mama Nette. Felt like we were all the same age, talking about mistakes, lawyers, jobs, and sex. (Is our family really that screwed up?) Just hung out at Gateway again, had coffee and cakes at Figaro, and went for little arcades at Timezone.
PART IV: Where the Rain Almost Ruined My Night
This is the second year it has rained on my parade. Thank goodness Azzwipes never back out on a night out (yeah, yeah, maybe except me). Had late dinner with a smart budget at the Big Grill, got enough for booze, and darn… the same fun you get when you’re with them.
Finally I got the courage to ride the mechanical bull. Everyone was screaming, including the other people in the Big Grill. I knew I would fall. I knew it, i knew it, i knew it. I just wish I’d stay longer than 5-10 secs this time. And I did, yay, me, except when I stood up, my head hit the bull. haha. Everyone applauded (politely, I’m thinking) and that’s when the party, Girl Power style, started. Ali rode afterwards, and another girl, and it was a blast.
More "inuman" after that, at Kris’ place with good old empi and coke. Crazy crazy, spelling bee crazy. ( I didn’t throw up, Pao!)
Got home at five in the morning, and you think it’s over?
DUN DUN DUN.
