Dwunkkk
First of all, merry christmas everyone.
I haven't updated for quite a while. I've been too lazy to write anything, though there had been many memories that I'd like to immortalize virtually. As I type, my head is drenched in alcohol. My family's idea of celebrating the holidays is drinking. Yesterday we had champagne and tequila. Today we still had more tequila, but since we ran out of lemons, we got wasted on Fundador. So kanto-boy. So that's what my brain is drenched on, Fundador. I'm so light-headed. I actually demonstrated the bird pose in front of my family, but I wasn't able to hold the position long enough because my vestibular apparatus is impaired. Our pulutan was a couple of Yellow Cab pizzas, quezo de bola, and assorted maki. American pizza, Filipino cheese, Japanese grub. As I used to be when drunk, I've been so talkative, which is uncharacteristic of me. But the feeling is great. I was hesitant to have a drinking spree with la familia, but I actually had fun. Yay.
Last week, I had a weeklong lubbydubby session with my boifurendo. His classes ended the week before, and he extended his stay in Manila for a week just so we can do what we had wanted to do for the past 10 months but couldn't because of his responsibilities. Naturally I made the most out of it. We saw hilarious movies, Little Miss Sunshine in Greenbelt 3 and Borat in Gateway, two movies about people who chose to live the way they are despite public ridicule, because they believed that what they had was good. We went to Ayala Museum and had a crash course in Philippine History. We also went to La Mesa EcoPark, where we raced to the top of the flowerbed stairs which led to the La Mesa Dam. We checked in to Hostel 1632 and, gulp, Sogo Hotel. Hahaha. I made him play the Great Bishi Bashi Challenge in Glorietta. He needs more practice. We also hung out with my friends thenatureboy, moyashi_kun, and a "sexy, smart chick" in Mall of Asia. So much fun. My friends know me so well, they knew that I've always wanted a yoga mat of my own. Yahoo! Now he's back to his home province, and I miss him so much I can just look at his picture and sigh.
I'm satisfied with the way things are right now. A healthy balance between joy and hardships. The coming of the new year heralds changes that require greater adjustments, freakish flexibility, and daunting adaptability. I've always been pro-change, but this time, the promise of a brighter future at the cost of dear sacrifices is a petrifying prospect. But it's inevitable, it's what I've been leading towards to all along, so I must brace myself for broader horizons. I know I can make it through. If not now, when pa? Let's make baka.
Wish me luck for my board exam on January. If you spot me slacking off, do pressure me into studying. I could use all the prodding I can get, I'm a stubborn bull.
Last few minutes of Christmas left, y'all. Ethanol is still overwhelming my eliminating enzymes, so imma take advantage of my so-called impaired judgement and declare that every one of you is beautiful. Me too, of course. Question is, when, will I, will I be famoouus? I can answer, I can answer that!
I haven't updated for quite a while. I've been too lazy to write anything, though there had been many memories that I'd like to immortalize virtually. As I type, my head is drenched in alcohol. My family's idea of celebrating the holidays is drinking. Yesterday we had champagne and tequila. Today we still had more tequila, but since we ran out of lemons, we got wasted on Fundador. So kanto-boy. So that's what my brain is drenched on, Fundador. I'm so light-headed. I actually demonstrated the bird pose in front of my family, but I wasn't able to hold the position long enough because my vestibular apparatus is impaired. Our pulutan was a couple of Yellow Cab pizzas, quezo de bola, and assorted maki. American pizza, Filipino cheese, Japanese grub. As I used to be when drunk, I've been so talkative, which is uncharacteristic of me. But the feeling is great. I was hesitant to have a drinking spree with la familia, but I actually had fun. Yay.
Last week, I had a weeklong lubbydubby session with my boifurendo. His classes ended the week before, and he extended his stay in Manila for a week just so we can do what we had wanted to do for the past 10 months but couldn't because of his responsibilities. Naturally I made the most out of it. We saw hilarious movies, Little Miss Sunshine in Greenbelt 3 and Borat in Gateway, two movies about people who chose to live the way they are despite public ridicule, because they believed that what they had was good. We went to Ayala Museum and had a crash course in Philippine History. We also went to La Mesa EcoPark, where we raced to the top of the flowerbed stairs which led to the La Mesa Dam. We checked in to Hostel 1632 and, gulp, Sogo Hotel. Hahaha. I made him play the Great Bishi Bashi Challenge in Glorietta. He needs more practice. We also hung out with my friends thenatureboy, moyashi_kun, and a "sexy, smart chick" in Mall of Asia. So much fun. My friends know me so well, they knew that I've always wanted a yoga mat of my own. Yahoo! Now he's back to his home province, and I miss him so much I can just look at his picture and sigh.
I'm satisfied with the way things are right now. A healthy balance between joy and hardships. The coming of the new year heralds changes that require greater adjustments, freakish flexibility, and daunting adaptability. I've always been pro-change, but this time, the promise of a brighter future at the cost of dear sacrifices is a petrifying prospect. But it's inevitable, it's what I've been leading towards to all along, so I must brace myself for broader horizons. I know I can make it through. If not now, when pa? Let's make baka.
Wish me luck for my board exam on January. If you spot me slacking off, do pressure me into studying. I could use all the prodding I can get, I'm a stubborn bull.
Last few minutes of Christmas left, y'all. Ethanol is still overwhelming my eliminating enzymes, so imma take advantage of my so-called impaired judgement and declare that every one of you is beautiful. Me too, of course. Question is, when, will I, will I be famoouus? I can answer, I can answer that!