Binge on Memories
November 06, 2010
Juico Residence
Photos by Joseph Pascual: otherjoseph.livejournal.com
98 degrees was right when they sang:
"It's the hardest thing
I'll ever have to do
To turn around and walk away
Pretending I don't love you."
Difference here is that I have never pretended not to love anyone.
Oh wait, I did.
That's not the point in question here, fortunately. I will never have to turn around (every now and then I get a little bit terrified that you're never coming round) and walk away from love and friendship. Consider my departure as a means to wealth, power, and L.O.V.E. All three will definitely make me a lucky girl who won't cry cry cry in her lonely heart. Thinking about it. I never did cry in my lonely heart thanks to my super awesome friends. I was even able to find the answer to the mind boggling question on every mathletes' mind: "How many despedidas can one girl have?"
The answer? The limit does not exist. THE LIMIT DOES NOT EXIST!
To appease your curiousity, I had FOUR despedidas and ONE lechon.
This lechon is a proud donation of the Lechon Foundation.
Who are they? The Lechon Foundation is composed of the wealthiest individuals who have dedicated their lives to bringing joy to every lechon aficionados belly. They believe that every person deserves an eqaul chance to taste that deadly roasted pork skin and sip that delicious gravy regardless of their social standing. In other words, my friends were kind enough to buy me a whole lechon. I still cry in my sleep for the love I felt.
I daresay that the black and white photos captured the melancholic emotions brought in by the November wind and the occasional power shortages. However, this photo contradicts my statement and reveals the truth that the night wasn't about me.
It was about a game. We played a love game.
To be specific, we played Wii's Just Dance Game. It must be the most exciting game invented next to Super Mario and Tekken. I could never get enough of mushrooms, violence, and synchronized dancing. It is practically every girl-who-is-not-yet-a-woman's dream.
Maybe it is everyone's dream because I do see some of our gentlemen friends here busting a move.
Are you in love game? Know the love game.
If truth be told, the night was a sweet dream and a beautiful nightmare all at the same time. The bittersweetness could have been the death of me. I won't be able to see these beautiful faces for quite some time.
Irregardless!
You know I love you. See you in x year(s). May we all be better versions of our already awesome selves then.
Wealthier. Lovelier. Freer.
Memories ~linger~ forever.