legalize hot now for only 2060. with love, mr. manchild.
so.. last night after an extremely mind-numbing slow day i went to may anne's birthday bash (haha birthday bash..) at bigsky. it was a really fun night. for one, sunflower day camp played all mixed up! that was pretty cool. oh and of course ang bandang shirley ruthlessly ripped my heart out. again. tsk tsk. evil band. lakas. i got to hang out with pon.. after eons and eons, i saw clark haha it was as if he came back fom the moon. i got to hang out with panch and cha a lot last night. and well.. zoso.. jeez am i really blogging this?? why do i feel so so weird?? anyway we were a fun bunch i think.
anyhoo, so the night was going really well, until shirley wrapped their set and i suddenly got PUSHED (i capitalized it cos it was indeed a hardcore push) by this mr. manchild who stormed out of the bar. i may have gained a few pounds but i sort of got ticked off because he was actually able to displace me. but i chose to shrug it off until mikey asked if the manchild indeed just pushed me. so someone saw and for someone reason my sumbong switch was flicked on. i made my way to where cha, panch, and zoso were talking. wrong move. i should've just taken care of him the second he pushed me, that would have made a lot more sense.. so in a blink zo was nowhere in sight, looking for mr. big manchild. he went back alright. for a while there i was panicking.. i don't want him to get in a fight. i got really worried cos i saw him, he was pacing back and forth already.. that isn't a good sign. to make the long story short, mr. manchild apparently was very drunk and the root cause of all the drama? cerveza. and karl. haha and it's funny after mr. manchild left and people were still agitated, hank just had to ask us if anyone had mr manchild's number.. cos he left behind a 2060 worth tab. tsk tsk. what a sad sad sack.
and then we hit mcdo!!!! jeez mc donald's again at wee hours in the morning. bad. but good.
what i really wanted to document in this entry though was my smiley self last night. i know i looked funny. i feel like i'm in a.. movie? where whenever the girl is "kilig" she looks down to the side and flashes a secret smile. i had a lot of that last night. funny thing is.. nothing was really happening. i have no idea whatsoever the hell was happening to me. it was just cool to hangout without having to worry about what's gonna happen next and just be content with the fact that i really really like this guy and that he really digs me back too. i may sound conceited that i'm so sure of myself. don't ask me.
anyhoo, so the night was going really well, until shirley wrapped their set and i suddenly got PUSHED (i capitalized it cos it was indeed a hardcore push) by this mr. manchild who stormed out of the bar. i may have gained a few pounds but i sort of got ticked off because he was actually able to displace me. but i chose to shrug it off until mikey asked if the manchild indeed just pushed me. so someone saw and for someone reason my sumbong switch was flicked on. i made my way to where cha, panch, and zoso were talking. wrong move. i should've just taken care of him the second he pushed me, that would have made a lot more sense.. so in a blink zo was nowhere in sight, looking for mr. big manchild. he went back alright. for a while there i was panicking.. i don't want him to get in a fight. i got really worried cos i saw him, he was pacing back and forth already.. that isn't a good sign. to make the long story short, mr. manchild apparently was very drunk and the root cause of all the drama? cerveza. and karl. haha and it's funny after mr. manchild left and people were still agitated, hank just had to ask us if anyone had mr manchild's number.. cos he left behind a 2060 worth tab. tsk tsk. what a sad sad sack.
and then we hit mcdo!!!! jeez mc donald's again at wee hours in the morning. bad. but good.
what i really wanted to document in this entry though was my smiley self last night. i know i looked funny. i feel like i'm in a.. movie? where whenever the girl is "kilig" she looks down to the side and flashes a secret smile. i had a lot of that last night. funny thing is.. nothing was really happening. i have no idea whatsoever the hell was happening to me. it was just cool to hangout without having to worry about what's gonna happen next and just be content with the fact that i really really like this guy and that he really digs me back too. i may sound conceited that i'm so sure of myself. don't ask me.